Verse One I try to follow even fall in line To better things Did you really leave behind Your words Verse Two You speak in slilence eyes a mystery I reach for hope But it slips from me like sand Pr Chorus And I, am breathing a lie…

Latest iteration, trying to corral the trumpets! This tune is for a buddy who is old enough to know better but bought himself a three-wheeler anyway. I thought he needed a road song!

Rough stab at a kinda different sound, and my first use of some drum sounds from an obsolete synth. Your comments are invited, but please be kind! :-)

Each demo is getting me closer to where I will eventually be to record the album. Drums are really coming together. The next demo will focus more on the rhythm tones. New cab mic coming... Verse I Morning light, spills on the floor Shadows…

mikwaldigan liwlaldamana Returning to the language (Abenaki) is a remembering. A remembering of how the words have meaning, a remembering of how the words are part of our culture.

s8genawamto ta s8genawih8k

(written for BC) Been a reflective and challenging couple of days. Pushing myself, balancing, grounding. Rinse and repeat. I appreciate the very supportive person in my sphere right now. Close your eyes. Feel the ocean's healing through this…

patience. practice. review. repeat.

Song about my mother instead of my father for once... Another demo, things are choppy, but it is just to get the idea down and to test the set up, spent maybe four hours on it tops. Chorus You never listen when I’m drowning
 I’m breaking…

Another Demo. This one was actually the first I wrote in the set. I figured the others would be harder to do so I did them first. Verse One The sun is setting on my Thoughts I can’t find Where I left my peace of mind Am I falling through…

A new TKP rough draft track... Lyrics and keys to come! / Added second guitar to beginning and worked on lead 7/7

They built a boat  Carried you down to the riverside  Set it alight  Talked of regret, children played nearby  They played nearby                The image of you I can’t shake Hand raised, parting ways in the rearview  Smoke from the…

I was wondering About the crops If we skipped the harvest In the fall Let the cornfield Die and brought Sell the farm And cast our lot Would be be OK I hope that it won’t be a while Till I get to see the smile The Dawn shines on the…