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…

Impromptu for 4-string bass + effects.

When I was young I tiptoed the garden And then I salted all that I could see The summer sun it seemed a yoke upon me But no so much for the open-hearted leaves August came around while I was sleeping September grasses bent under my feet…

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

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…

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.

I am a butterfly but not a monarch I’m meat sliced thin and looking stark On the granite, part of a meal unfinished Swept off the counter and Into the garbage I’m sorry, that was dark I’m just a victim of pathetic fallacy I’m partial…

When the sun sets over high mountains it doesn’t get dark When the valley cools in in the evening the crinoline bark Strike a match on the stone hearth flickering light for the fire I watch the blue ridge violet hue ridge fade in the night…

a voice mail message from the "IRS" and some instrumental tracks I'd been messing around with for awhile.

A footnote A highlight Soft words from the podium Modest compression A Turkish delight And a Bic from the gas station Cold calls Non-binary Waitlist university Gen-Z in a Big Dog t-shirt No drugs, no society No sex, no anything Just…

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…

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…

Ableton Live Light improvisation, with guitar, bass and sax

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.

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.

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…

a pop-structured, simple instrumental

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…

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;

Bright and Fair Chorus: Jesus, my Comfort, You died on the Cross, To save me from eternal loss. Teach me Your ways, for Your life, Lord, You gave, To lead me back into the Father’s arms. Verse 1: Holy are You, Lord, through all ages&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;

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;

Im phoning this one in Ive flown in tougher winds But im tired and I have to flip Over my whole house to be sit Upon by a gracious friend Who will stay here to sit my pet Who, when house and pet have been sat Will collect a tidy sum at&hellip;

(written for MD) Its been a rough couple of days. I'm still system processing the events. I wrote this for a new friend of mine.

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;

it's fuzz and it's delay but it's more folk + 90s alt rock

EMPTINESS It seems to be very difficult for people to be critical of the culture in which they are enmeshed within. There are all sorts of mechanisms that dominant cultures use to further socialize and entrench us: patriotism /// nationalism&hellip;

probably the most 'full band' thing i've ever done

Country blues version of my song, ai generated demo. Lyrics: Starting Over Again 2025©JohnSchofield That summer night when fireflies flickered Like secrets playing on your lips I knew from your faraway expression&hellip;

tried out a mic it turns out I don't really like