My first attempt to work with loops I created using midi. With Mr Sandbags (reichatron). There's a really cool version with guitar added by Mac somewhere too, but it's weirdly vanished! Will add as soon as I find it.

Another Psychedelic Sea Shanty. This one follows a Fox Trot beat. I didn’t have a mic screen when I recorded the vocal tracks – my voice is piercing at moments. Hope you are nonetheless able to enjoy the mix-down. Pan flute by Starry Nightmoth…

One of my better Psych Folk recordings. Intro voice and keyboards by Starry Nightmoth. BG rhythm/drums generated using a Yamaha E313 KB. Lyrics, music and all other instruments and vocals are my fault. BEHOLD THE BREAD (Unleavened) All of…

winters are meaningless...or something.

Some people are annoying. Just drive away in a cool car while sending dust and flecks of rubber in their general direction!

FDR sent me over this superb backer to see what i could do...well i went back in time... to the time of Motorbikes and leathers and living life with no tomorrow...oh what fun it was back then shame we have to grow up!.........well have to sell…

One of my other hobbies is watching wildlife in the area. I'm the happiest with a pair of binoculars around my neck and my hiking boots laced up. Rita and I took these photos over the last few days, near our home. Dakota County / February 2014

A turbo version of 'Thorwald'...used as a soundtrack under some fine old Super-8 footage: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MxRe2vkZ0WY

* Was slightly over-compressed. Now updated for (I hope) a better version.

i always wanted to do a version of i am the walrus. i did not include the radio part in the middle, nor all the king lear quotes uttered. but i did use most of the strings they used for effect. this is a kind of prog - psyche - hard rock…

Just an experiment from a while back using multiple delay units. I hated it initially, but after not hearing it for a few months I decided there were enough interesting moments to warrant sharing.

We’re closed now Keep off My land The plains turn to sand That’s what the wire said I hear trains coming Smoke in the sky Lines in the sand That’s what the wire said Ghosts of voices Chant numbers and code Steel lines in the sand…

Walking alone in late February Thinking on friends I’d lost John and Sean and Christopher Ryan, Ian, and Mark Some of them fell to fever and drink Some to women or song One of them made it to the good life But all of them are gone All…