M E L I S S A Key of G G C G G D G These are letters I like to say: M E L I S S A These are notes I like to play: M E L I S S A D C G Letters that sparkle. Notes that jingle D C G Make…

Demo version of a song I've been messing with. I know what they're missing... The only girl. I know what they're missing... The one and only in the world.

One more before I plug in my microphone and really scare some folks.

K.G. wanted to write a "good times" song and i think he hit this one out of the park. here in indy the highway does a big loop around the city. add some fun and music and that equals a rockin' good time.

A Midi slopfest. Kinda fun to do with the midi banjo thingy.

shard hopping...or hard shopping? either way, this little remix-expansion of Kavin's "shards" is one of 21 "duos" on an album I'm releasing next week @ bandcamp.

This song is simple in both arrangement and theme. It is about not taking life for granted and not ignoring the misfortunes of others.

This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . . UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12 LYRICS: Make waves to amplify the sound Send in the tide Breath aches as the breaker breaks I need a bride Anointed knight bringing the fight to…

improv on the Epi Standard tuning, capo at third fret.

An old folk song of american origin which has been adopted by the Irish folk scene. It tells the story of a broke traveller who is so impressed by the hospitality and dark beauty of a Creolo girl that he asks her to marry him, but is turned down…

Chasing dreams can be exhausting.

4 stereo guitar tracks played out one at a time. Another late night - early morning recording. I like to keep a positive attitude about the things that haunt me, but sometimes dreams change course unexpectedly, and the worms creep in.

If we want to commune with the world the way the Goddess does, we’ve got to be Pantheosexuals . . . We've got to be experts in the art of Polymorphous Perverse Omnidirectional Goddess Diddling. Anything less is a lie, an obscene limitation…

a kind of more up to date stuff.

Reg has learned to hate his wife's cat...... but what can he do she loves it ... Cat piss Cat piss I can smell it I’m not sure where that fuckers been been Its staining my nostrils its heavy on my chest It…

This is from Dylan's album Oh Mercy. In spite of an intention to stop posting covers of songs and work on something angry and new, I got to the end of this without messing up the piano and only barely mangling the lyrics, I got too excited and…

I wanted a loose nod to “Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues”, so I started it in the rain and ended it with returning to someplace I used to live. But then because of Bud Cort I thought the singer should inexplicably die at the end of each verse. This…

[Rushten] Ah, there’s nothing like a nice big potluck after a hard month of work. I only wish I had some young tender boys here I could have fun with [Sally] Rushten, what do you mean? [Rushten] (*clears throat*) [Jenerica] Oh, Sally…