This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.

Helplessly But then sometimes in the colorless light of a hazy windy moonlit night, the feeling haunts you like you've known that you would always be alone. But then sometimes in the sparkling sun, you think of things you should have done…

This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.

... again ... for Randy. Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of. Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of. And it's a shameful world…

Remake of another old song. This is little me and my big acoustic, recorded with two cheap microphones. The dynamics of this song make it next to impossible to get the flat sound I want out of it. Any recording engineers out there? ;…

Just a simple song about a horsey ride. Little me and my Alvarez, recorded on a single cheap MXL mic., no effects. -- Misty on my face is the love of gods calling me Ice upon my skin made more painful by this solitude Ride upon my broken steed…

Experimenting with asynchronous, layered picking. I thought it would sound really cool. Guess what? It doesn't! ... Well, all of the mistakes aside ... it's growing on me.

Just a simple Garageband drop and drag composition... No lyrics, just an exercise in background music.

This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.

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