Another acoustic cover done with dad :-D

Splice your main-brace, and scrape off your barnacles. You'll be jigging along to this one.

an improvisation.

This is another of my miniatures, kind of 'baroque' style. It's from 1998, and I consider it my best guitar composition. Not a good interpretation here, but it took me a lot to play it this way after all these years. I hope you like and/or enjoy…

from the album "orange" I’ve become, the same old song I’ve become, a headless drum I’ve become, a different son I’ve become, the complacent one Place your bets, it’s the end of regret, oh Don’t blame me cause I hardly matter…

This song is in response to the song writting challenge offered by Carl Unbehaun of Minnesota HomeBrew Radio / Thief River Falls, MN "Write a song about a Crazy X Girlfriend" ____________________________________________ G A friend said he…

Bass guitar & keyboard by Otis Maly Fly --

Time for some air guitar I think !!

Poor old Mary lived in the anonymous council flats near Reg, he didn't know her he just read about her in the paper....Thanks Henwrench

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

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…

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

Here is another song, one of my favorites, from the album I recently released. Listen to the entire album here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_koW9g8yaWuL4ax97SD_6l-HQwaN1pRi34

A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…

Strange Times is an international collaboration between Roger Harris & myself. Roger initiated the idea with the first verse and chorus along with a chord progression. I added the last verse and took some liberty in producing this version…

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…

Guess who's reading a Tom Waits biography - he gets in yer soul I says!

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

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.