7 inches of Snow today! Only Three Months left!

SDK Trio with Leo Saenz at Joan of Bark 2/11/26 Darrin K -microtonal guitar, oud Ken S- guitar Kavin. - Bass VI, electric kazoo Leo S - trumpet

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

Another song inspired by my wife :-}. Again, still learning the recording and mixing process so hoping it sounds at least passable.

https://fawm.org/songs/321831 everything I do for FAWM 2026 is to be made on my phone, listening only with its built-in mono speaker ~ So?ing Machine - "Transtapuence" for the first weekly challenge, Made-Up Words. "transtapuence…

My words, ai demo. Your clothes are in the wardrobe And your books are on the shelf I wander from room to room Talking quietly to myself How can I see my future When you’re standing in the way? Every morning I wake up, I’m in Tomorrow…

We're all shit heads

winter star stuff explodes into an evolving walking meditation. stars shine again and then a sorrowful heart string swells til the end

Okay to laugh here, music is supposed to be fun, right? My attempt at writing a jug band style song. Yup, I used a dang kazoo:-/ And some whistling :-) Kind of sounds like a 'chicken' clucking away in this... hmmm. Maybe an ear worm just…

this is all chris. except i went the route of playing synthesized drums, which was a gas. at one time i couldn't stand the sound of them. but i knew they would fit his song. i think this is a very interesting journey.

My lyrics, ai demo. This is the adult contemporary version. This is when it hurts Your coffee cup stands waiting On the shelf above the counter Your pink lipstick stain still on it This is when it hurts The place where you used to…

Reg was contemplating his marriage he was sure he'd married the wrong women again then he remembered what his mother told him ..... Mother said I’m sure everybody knows love ain’t no place to hide Ask any lonley man he…