time passes another small song for the equinox improvised for Sound-In (formerly ImprovFriday) 9/21/12

I was getting too many comments about stretching, so have removed it from my repertoire. It's really cheating anyways. So, from now on, nothing that can't be done with an army of reel-to-reel tape decks and a mixer: slowing, speeding, looping…

A live bit..

I suppose another bit from the someday-to-be-released "indie" album...

A song for whoever likes it. Erm, and it's not really what this life is all about - but don't ask me what it is about, or even why you want to know what it's all about....erm...rambling now.

Looped, layered, slowed, and faded. Nice and easy.

Here's a new one, heard a saying on an advert, 'your home isn't a home unless... ' Out popped this, right let's see what you've all been up to lately, had a few days off. Catch up time.

Happy Autumn yawl! Room miked with the Yeti, so poor sound quality..more loop ambient jamming-with-myself stuff.

Not sure...

Gone are the days of the past

Yet another song written while underwater... (from my 2005 album, Bloom Already!!)

Just sat down with my new Big Baby Taylor , this was the first song that came into my head , recorded live using the onboard mics on the BR-800

My friend Kelvin played acoustic on this spur of the moment live jam , basically a tribute to Robin Gibb , the man is a legend

Extravagant and clean and practised, oh, so very well, they pose and fall and knead and climb, unclothed yet practical. The ceiling sets the scene and I am reminded not to go. I'm at the mercy of this posthumous woe. Never seen again…

To my muse...

Built from samples obtained from photographs via that very handy i2sm programme.

Again my aussie friend Kelvin on acoustic guitar & me on vocal , live recorded into the BR-800 onboard mic's

This ones for Lady Jane who keeps asking for something with more growling in it,so me lady is this growly enough?

Good day friends. Here's Angel by Sarah McLachlan - enjoy.

This was written during one of my extended absences from home. I'll post the lyrics as soon as I find them. Enjoy. ER

During a practice on Wednesday, our church's Bluegrass Gospel band suggested I bring one of my original songs on Sunday morning and teach it to them for that day's worship service. So I decided to write a song based on this week's lectionary…

solo piano in John O'Sullivan's Raven Tuning http://www.johnsmusic7.com/

Oh, it's fall again, Autumn leaves are sweeping in, Came and went like the tides. Oh, chills on the wind again, Eating through our clothes, Aching our blood cells. Oh, where is home again, With fire in our hearts, And love on our shoulders…

This song reminds me of Gr. 8 dances. Quite funny memories but anyways, here's my take at it. Originally by Shania Twain.

Heavy, seat of the pants guitar jam

A blue story with a funny ending

Moody Electronic atmosphere

Heavy Techno

Blue eyed Funk

Horny Blues