meaning there is time for everything we forget to do.

progressive rock, space rock, instrumental rock, prog rock

from the album "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Jana Persson (strumming dude) and lead guitars from Paul Lennon (Wildgeas) Red and white, black and blue Close me off, soak me through Trade it all, fall down low Sooth my wound, never…

an acoustic guitar played into a mic. compressed, fast lookahead limited, then track quadrupled. there are literally buffalo across the street from my new place. They are very grounding.

after the earthquake i wanted to reach through the tv screen and help the people of haiti

this old bag of bones needs to come on home

I asked CaptGene for something funky, trusting that a fishing guide from Babsom Park would know exactly what I was talking about. He did. The Captain knows funk. I used to have a link to his original version here, but that is no longer available…

a ballad out of forestport station, ny

sometimes death can be inconvenient

the line of dawn says farewell every day as it sweeps through

to my grandson gus

from the new album "Orange" They say, a bitter man's a bitter friend to find They say, a bitter man is better left behind Touche, my bitterness is the only way They say, that face you make will stay that way They say, tomorrow is another…

This is an older song and hey, you'll finally get to hear me sing badly! This was under my old name Piscean Dream so I couple of you may or may not have heard this before. Thanks for listening!

The title of this song refers to the first notes after the choir introduction. This is another of my instrumentals that never found a set of lyrics. Enjoy. ER

defies description

Sarcasm... obviously

Winter is coming...

or Tom and Sue, or Jack and Rita, whoever you are.

Always a dreamer

Not about the weather.

from the album "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Dana Detrick-Clark I can't see your sorrow, innocent and blind Better luck tomorrow, leave this all behind I think I'm feeling something, but I'm not sure what it is Maybe you could…

Alone in a bedroom with a turnned off TV a guitar a microphone and an imagination....

kids love Carol M Tuna!

An Electronic/Rock instrumental number.

Another Electronic/Rock instrumental.

This song is dedicated to my van...the Pumpkin. She took me all the way from Winnipeg to St. John's, Newfoundland. On the way home she died on the 40 East between Quebec City and Montreal where i had to let her go. Oh Pumpkin you have been good…

work composed on a roland mc 505 groovebox,mixed in traktor dj studio...pure free experimental minimal ambient psychedelic underground groovebox electronica.

we live far apart but love working together...and bringing darkness wherever we stop.........

this is from the pandemonium series of songs and part of the larger whole.

This is part of the greater whole of common thoughts.

Most of the thoughts here are whole ideas sometimes.

it started here yesterday woot.

this is cut from the full cd creation of this song but this covers the greater portions of this scape somehow.

this is pre the seventy minute stretch of this into the under/drops of pandemonium one.

This is the longer excerpt of the unexpanded sounds.

languid canoe paddle on murky tropical nowhere water veins

Sounds of the birds in Fells Point for a soundscape installation.