dedicated to 60 degree weather

"The expression that there is nothing to express, nothing with which to express, nothing from which to express, no power to express, no desire to express, together with the obligation to express." (From Samuel Beckett, Three Dialogues, "Tal Coat")

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In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove. Lyrics I can feel the wind blow Lean into that winding road Setting Sun against my skin Shift into that high gear Get…

Leaves everywhere today. Autumn has come late this year in London it seems. Reminded me of a song Me Geir and Mark wrote a while back... Written and recorded in a three hour time period from three places across the world. We just all happened…

A Version of Moonlight Sonata Performed by OsCKilO as part of the "Cities Festival" on SongCrafters.org. Guitar and strings. The arrangement was marred by the recent disorder in London. It is with a sadness that this set of events has made…

This one goes with Urban Moonlight. Where there is dark, there is light (and all that stuff... )..... I remember how Sunlight after the Riots seemed to bring a peace..... This track features some light lead from Dave Passourd. London still…

An acoustic ditty about wanting stuff.