Aarrhhh ye scurvy sons (and daughters) of sea-rats, the pesky pluckers have been at it again. Pin back yer lug-holes or it's the plank ye'll be hoping for!

Came up with this Before bed last night. Had to record it this morning so I wouldn't forget the Sound of it... Live recording I'll do a better version when I have more time... Well.... Off to work for me... This is…

A live recording done in our studio in Tucson, AZ. This is one of the first songs that Kit and Chris ever wrote together.

Aarrhhh ye scurvy sons (and daughters) of sea-rats, the pesky pluckers have been at it again. Pin back yer lug-holes or it's the plank ye'll be hoping for!

This was written when I was spending a lot of time away from home. ER

There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength. Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend. There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…

An old hymn given the John Fahey acoustic instrumental treatment.