This song was created specifically as musical accompaniment for a hoofer (tap dancer), or in Boston speak, a "hoofa"

O I sing I hate the wind it keeps me from you people say I'm no good how can that be true and the day is cold and the leaves have turned and air is sour and the grass has burned a knife that's looking for a sheath but finds instead…

Summer song, love song, happy song. ai demo, my lyrics.

Written and recorded for the Record Every Month challenge in July 2025

Strung out from the high road Strung out from the pavement Listening to the echoes Of what my lover's saying East of Oklahoma West of Arizona South of Colorado And a thousand miles from nowhere I'm on the struggle bus Spend my mornings…

I don’t feel great I left my take at the front desk I did not intend For the evening to turn out like it did For me to feel like a new type of idiot I can’t go back cause I’m already on a plane Even if I did, what could I say? I…

Guitar improvisation based on the aria "Contessa Perdono" from Mozart's the Marriage of Figaro.

Created entirely with LMMS, Circle of Life has 23 instrument tracks, 2 drum/bassline tracks and 3 automation tracks. Traditional percussion instruments are used in my typical way: not to create a traditional rhythm framework, but to provide thematic…

Lyrics I don’t know where you are, maybe in someone else’s heart, trying to find your way while I try to go back to the start. I am right here, waiting for you to lose your fear, turning myself into stone, trying to leave you, my dear.

Lyrics O preto virou a única cor existente, Mesmo com o arco-íris no céu ainda presente. Continuo andando pelas ruas cinzas e nebulosas, Vendo roseiras só com espinhos, sem nenhuma rosa. Luto constantemente contra o luto, Esse luto que…

Lyrics Eu estive procurando meu lugar no mundo. Procurei em todos os lugares existentes. Não encontrei, nem por um único segundo, Mas pensei que poderia estar um pouco mais à frente. Tentei me encaixar, me rotular e me resumir; Tentei…

Lyrics Suas mãos em meu pescoço, Apertando até meu oxigênio ameaçar sumir, Enquanto minhas mãos e dedos ficam roxos. E começa a morrer a vida que, em teoria, deveria existir. Ele aperta a cada dia mais forte, E, cada vez mais, eu perco…

Lyrics Encontrei mais do que eu procurava, Andei por onde a vida me levou, E, ao mesmo tempo, eu não procurava nada. Mas mesmo assim, até mim tu chegou O escuro se iluminou para mim, Algo que jamais imaginei. Fui em sua direção, encontrar…

I learned to whistle I learned to walk I made it rustle I saw a fox I walked through thistle I slept on moss There was no water That I couldn’t cross I made a skiffle I drowned a rock I did not blunder I didn’t talk…

andean flute, delayed guitars

Another Demo, only two more to go. Verse One I’ve walked past the alter like a ghost With my hands in pocket afraid to reach Seen too many flames far too close Watched others burned, will none survive Verse Two I’ve lit candles just…

I came alone No weapons drawn In my hands Or on the page I’m unarmed and blank I saved a song To dance along The room is burning down Holy shit get out I’ll stand on my head To remember what you said I’m a little scrambled…

(written for BC) Kazalmelan kozoskôgan ta kezeldami

(written for BC) I'm in the midst of the third move this year. This has been a journey. I'm pleasantly surprised at the horizon ahead.

There’s this tiny monastery round the corner from my house I see the monks out walking, pulling weeds, and carting out the trash I see them at the Exxon buying cokes and magazines Their orange robes flow in the breeze as people fill their cars…

Trying out some old-new outboard gear with my Portastudio. Considering this a fun equipment test.

how much cold brew to get through the day?