instrumentation: synthesizers, nylon acoustic, electric guitar + violin bow, tabla, voice

[Chorus] Your youth is neglected and You take on wicked ways Listen to what I have to say [Verse] You grow old and corrupt Not grow young and with heart So you fuck up as a kid and get shit and then get stuck You do whatever the hell…

The auto mechanic of my dreams. ER

MrMudd&MrGold is a duo project with my friend from Brooklyn, Jim Goodin. Inspired by our common interest for acoustic improv and love for the music of Townes VanZandt and Steve Earle. Jim's free form cover of a TVZ song. I added some cigarbox…

Guess I've been away a while - something a little difference - distinct parts in harmony, perhaps... or just me experimenting ;-)

Another one in our ninjam series. Myself, Jim Goodin, Ray Istorico and an unknown drummer named Stick. Mix By Jim.

(interpolates lyrics from "Something" by The Beatles and "Back in the USSR" by The Beatles) [Chorus 1] Mother Nature really knocks me out I leave the death behind It’s how you move makes me scream and shout And I don’t want to leave Her…

Another page from my "sketchbook". This is typical. Not much detail. But a real feeling or two emerges. Like a potters perfectly turned shard or the poet's beautiful line that she's never found more words to join with...

Modifications of three files found on an old phone. Submitted to Sound-in "Leftovers after thanksgiving; Dinner songs" for 24-30/11/2023.

generative piano

this song speaks of the putting aside of guilt and walking hand in hand with my inner self into each and every day...rejoicing. I've worn the robe of the guilty i've let this tyranny take me to the bottom of the ocean no more will i suffocate…