This track is off of the first CD. It's the first recorded composition that I did that only has a solo guitar.

I don't recall exactly how this composition came about. It was one of the earlier ones recored on the CD. At the time that I organized the CD I comtemplated leaving it off. However I find myself including it when I perform. I believe that…

Wash Park is short for Washington Park. It's the neighborhood that I live in.

Insprired by a cold day in mid December

As You Go...You Shall Not Go Empty!!

afterdark midnight is approaching, the city still alive moaning and blinking and on into the night downtown, afterdark someone is reading, someone needs a light someone is hustling, and someone starts a fight downtown, afterdark a boy…

a boy named crow there has to be more to this than metaphors if i were you and you were lost without me this sadness is bigger than the truth and i could walk right through you driving towards my destiny my misery and purpose left, to exaggerate…

sumire she's in love with a woman, calls me at 3 am to tell me that and her French is getting better and she's dressing like a lady too bad it's wasted on a married woman, with no desire either way did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without…

windup I'm feeling something's come over me I'm feeling something's not quite right the phone is screaming like an orphan the cat is nowhere in sight the empty box is on the table you've seemed to disappear as well the windupbird is making noises…

A little something that came out of playing with the Max4Live content. The guitar sound, which I'm particularly happy with is a combination of my GT-10, CamelSpace and the M4L buffer shuffler.

Another rock ballad. Lyrics by Gordy Macdonald.

A song written earlier today. Lyrics were provided by my friend, Faye Tudor.

awake was it her i followed, around the other day? in the diner, on the sidewalk, i really can't say this somewhere neverwhere i swear i saw her, i swear quit dreaming, wide awake 10 minutes reconstructing her ghost inside of me 5 minutes swimming…

sheepmandance in my dreams I hear her calling from somewhere far away I don't even know what to call her but I think it sounds like rain so I took a train ride to the other side to see what I could see and wound up here at the dolphin hotel and…

shell this place is where you started from, nowhere I hear it's really beautiful when the snow falls this is where you hide away, miles away from the world this is how to forget it all and everyone is kept far away you cannot touch, you cannot…

wonderland what is the sound of the last few minutes of life she said I wouldn't feel a thing, but women lie what is the color of the last thing you'll ever see frozen for all eternity and these things inside my brain tell a wicked tale and…