When my daughter and I use to play computer games on the Sinclar Spectrum. ( One Kilobyte). Many years ago we combined our names Samantha And Dad, Hence Samadad.

I'm an introvert, here are the details.

Well, some today's 'afternoon-to-evening' stuff... very simple, but i like it. I hope you like and/or enjoy!

What we are is mostly water On our way back to the sea I have made this trip so many times I'm just glad you're here with me Fall alone or fall together Either way we will be one You and me, we will reach the sea And have need for names no more…

This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt

Well, about six months ago, I uploaded a rough study called "Songwriting Day One." I wasn't sure where the song would go, but words came in January just in time for this year's RPM album... And before I forget... Curse you Bm!!! GENEVIEVE…

an improvisation.

Sun is shining, the weather is sweet Make you want to move your dancing feet To the rescue, here i am Want you to know, y'all, where i stand

Can't think of anything to say apart from no its not that Cream song haha!

Francesca sings her groove in honor of St. Francis. Percussion Norm Harris Forgotten Voices Francesca Piano Upright Acoustic Bass Flute Choir

From our RPM 2014 album "A0K 3M0"

Track 5 - Album: Futurism - Band: The Anchorage Drift

Time for some air guitar I think !!

Reg was sat below the cliff having a sneaky smoke and he couldn't believe what he was witnessing ......I recorded the acoustic with the mic then added bass then a bit of piano and string then the tele then I decided what the subject would be and…

A tribute to all the beautiful ladies in Sweden...

This piece is an illustration of one of the episodes of a Russian fairy tale about a little brave Humpbacked Horse. Instruments used: blues harp (harmonica), classical guitar and some bells-and-whistles. Narrated by Svetlana.

The Boogieman tboudreau I just might be hiding behind your bedroom door you might find me lying under your bed, down on the floor You swear you hear the creekin' coming up the stairs you got your eye on the peep-hole and nobody's there…