a short progressive piece welcoming music of dreams

Here's a recent poem of mine, set over a bed of house...

Here's a recent poem of mine, set over a bed of house...

I was thumbing a ride along a hot, deserted Caribbean road. When Steve pulled up in this vintage pre-war Chevy, I was very grateful. It just so happened he was heading to the same cantina I was, so we kicked back with a pitcher of mojitos…

Some days seem longer than others,no body phones,no body calls round,what do you do? write a song i guess!

Recorded this a few years back,needed something to blow my harp too. Didnt know all the words so i made the last couple of versus up.

Recorded this a few years back,needed something to blow my harp too. Didnt know all the words so i made the last couple of versus up.

Dedicated to my furry companion of eight years and counting!

A love song.

A love song.