Another one of my Political Folk tunes, this one smothered in Psychedelic sauce. About a “vision” I had in my early childhood. The recording has its issues, but still… IRON TIGERS Riding down the road See the folks at work Second sight…

Not an overall bad recording, and I’m quite pleased with the lyrics of this Psychedelic Folk tune. FUTURE BOUND Should I take the left or should I pass it by zoom? Lost my faith in maps, so how will I decide zoom? Spirits crying to be…

Political Folk tune featuring Starry Nightmoth on baby grand piano, pan flute, KB “strings” and intro voice. About the blatant environmental destruction humans are committing against Mother Nature/Earth. Curse of Eden Why did you heed the…

One of my oldest and more pitiful recordings, this Political Folk tune is a part of my “Legends of Summer” demo CD. (Oh Say!) CAN YOU SEE? Oh say! Can you see why they say we are free? Can’t stop acid rain, else we must be insane I would…

HAPPILY EVER AFTER - by Terry Brown, Merry Bear, Greg Connor, and Stephen L. Krell - Lyrics by Brown (mostly), Bear, Connor - Chord progression by Brown - Rhythm and bass guitar by Bear - Melody and vocals by Connor - Electric and slide…

WALKIN' BLUES Where were you Saturday night When I was in jail because I was in an awful fight? You were roaming' the streets with a man they call “The Knife” Where were you Last Tuesday eve' When I was at home alone? (And man…

On one hand, one of my most horrid recordings, but on another hand, one of my most interesting. Warning – the second half of the song gets rather creepy. Have fun! SOMEDAY Sweet Lolita Young Your lucid, aged mirage Dancing in your eyes…

Inspired by “Peter Pan Syndrome” by Dr. Kyle. “Gr'ups,” which means “grown ups,” comes from an original series Star Trek episode. PETER NA NA NANANA NANA NA NANANA PETER! YOU’RE SCARED OF YOUR MOM, YOU HATE YOUR DAD YOU BETTER GET…

For the First President of the Surry Alternative Realities Society. PARANOID SAGE The paranoid sage cries all night long Praying that things had not gone wrong But no one ever turns back the time for him Swaying on the brim The paranoid…

A Blues number, and in the past it’s been one of my more popular songs. We’ll see how it does on AloneTone. MY FAVORITE GUN Pa had left us on the farm Ten long years we raised the corn Then he returned to Mama’s arms To beat the sons…