Uhm… whatever. She took the walk anyway and we’re both better for it. It’s all good. DON’T WALK AWAY Let’s sit and talk this over Can’t take from me what is ours Lived a few lives before you And this is the best one by far I’ve made…

A creepy/gloomy with a bit of a stab at electronica and a slightly more aggressive stab at techno in the center. That mood seemed to fit the poetry. Falling Autumn leaves sound like this in my head. CAN'T RESET The many poems I’ve…

I was 13 when I wrote this Political Folk song. One of my earliest attempts at recording, it’s certainly a flawed production. Nevertheless many will get a kick out of the ending. BABYLON Killed a man whose skin was red All his brother’s…

For fans of ancient druidic mythology. AUTUMN TIME (Master of the Hunt) I go walking in the forest in the autumn time Leaves are falling as I’m humming some forgotten rhyme Moonlight in my hair Harvest in the air I go wading in the…

Probably the worse recording of the entire 52 song MYTHOPOETICA demo collection. 43 OCTOBERS …come harvest eve i may elect to reflect in the light of morrow’s day come that night with aided eye under sky might i walk a different…

Starry Nightmoth performs on KBs in this one. I am so disappointed with how this recording turned out, but others like it, so… VACANT STREET i’ve seen your children burn with hate filled with fear and rage they won’t forgive but they…

Psych Folk. I earned my PTSD. Growing up traveling about America, I met bad babysitters, bad cops, bad ministers. Early on as a runaway I learned to not hitchhike but to rather move in the shadows alone. Etc. Starry Nightmoth on KBs. SO MANY…

Psych Folk – This was Danville Dan’s favorite GEM tune, and I knew it would be when I wrote it. SILVER CITY Wish I were in Silver City Somewhere in New Mexico Where I would eat all the pine nuts And where I’d go panning for gold…

This Psych Folk tune I wrote about a fellow runaway child I was housed with, that got romantic with me before I escaped that place, my standard O.P. after getting caught and stuck in a facility. RUNAWAY i don’t need you hangin' ‘round me…

Love song in the Psych Folk style. NOTHING CAN COMPARE Nothing in the world, nothing in the skies Compares to you my friend Even Old Man Sol can’t outshine your eyes Your love will never end All you are inside, and your subtle style…