There was a man from Galilee With hands that cared for everything They took his plow and beat it into swords I have a dad I never see And children here in front of me We’re going where the apples taste like flowers I wouldn’t…

I ride an old paint I lead an old dam I'm going to Montana To throw a houlihan They feed in the coolies They water in the draw Their tails are all matted Their backs are all raw Ride around Ride around real slow The fiery and the snuffy…

You must be this tall to ride. A fiddle, a couple of guitars, a rhythm section, some strings and a human voice. Maniacal laugh was recorded at a birthday party for a 6 year old.

well, this didn't turn out like i expected.

...and some VST Plug-ins: The whole thing is still served with analog sounds-delicious!

Note: Dr. Sattilaro strayed from the diet in the late '80s and back onto typical Western fare, his cancer returned, and he died soon thereafter.

Dark clouds are moving in Soft breeze upo0n my skin Prepared but even then So swings the pendulum The lives it takes as the branches break The hopes and dreams now sympathies For all the starts left in the sky Are pocket change left…

This past week My life has been a complimentary airline seat On the wing Fighting air resistance and feeling thin Took donations And took compliments as best as I could manage I’ll just sing I’ll just try and sit for a moment…

Reg felt he had to give a nod to Ozzies passing from one man with full throttle hands to another ... I recorded it LitC with one mic then the strings and piano added later

Lyrics I don’t know where you are, maybe in someone else’s heart, trying to find your way while I try to go back to the start. I am right here, waiting for you to lose your fear, turning myself into stone, trying to leave you, my dear.

Same as yesterday, but with different effects on the Microfreak.

a pop-structured, simple instrumental

Seventh Heaven baseball cards No slip-n-slides once it gets dark The moneys in the coffee can Out there you’ll find the promised land I know it I rolled the pennies, swept the floor Put folded shirts in dresser drawers Lit the candle…

Instrumental track from yesterday, with lyrics and vocals made today: Modern Fool What modern fool doesn’t understand the game of love? And what about the push and shove you’re guilty of? That dares not speak its crime? What modern…

He takes all of his clothes off and jumps into the Seine The water is cleaner than it ever has been The car needs for you to drive it, or else it doesn’t move The car needs for you to drive it, I hate to make you choose It’s like a still…

Cover by Pet Shop Boys. For the bestest friend, housemate, ally, travel companion, musical partner and co-conspirator, a gal could ever have. Tom + Kat = BFF <3 Kat: vox, keys Tom: guitar, bass

Finally got a dyi Arduino based midi-to-cv convertor working sending voltages to generate pitches from my modular oscillators and such. I'm trigging with a lap steel through a legacy Sonuus pitch to midi box. I was really into Robert Fripp's&hellip;

An older ebow piece with stuff added today.

Where Hope Resides Chorus: He’s not a shadow hiding in the sky, Nor a whisper lost in winds that pass. He is the King who rules over all, A Father who sees, who draws us near. He showed His love through His only Son— The Lamb, the Light&hellip;

Subtle change of gray light Heart breaks in sync with the sky As it cries over open fields and tall stands of pines, their delight No weight to the world they rejoice Heavy lids, can't sleep Head like a hornet nest, a buzz with bees&hellip;

Who will break this ice sleepwalking through the pines Said I won’t tell you twice 100 million times You can’t pay the price We’ll never get the bill You don’t need to atone And though it’s such a thrill To heave the first stone&hellip;

Been riding a bit of a roller coaster of emotions this week. Went reflective funk on this track. We have to continue to dance despite the things that impact us.

One day I will be of sharper wit I’ll know the words and what to say and shit One day I will be a better man I’ll make good plans and then ill stick to them Some day time will be not so harsh I’ll schedule yoga meetings in the park&hellip;

Dub groove with some ebow.

andean flute, delayed guitars

Walking Down the Line - Bob Dylan Well I'm walking down the line My feet will be a flying to tell you bout my troubled mind I got a heavy headed gal She ain't a feeling well When she's better only time will tell Well my money comes&hellip;