from the album the Vulnerary Songs I know everything, I know everything hard to keep everything separated I know everything, I know everything I’ll give you the answer in a little while so if you’re waiting you’ll keep on waiting the birdies…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs hard to not crawl up under a pile of rocks and die scrapping by on next to nothing swallow my pride protect and survive magazine it’s not loaded hope I get out alive all I seek what I got coming nobody has…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs my allowance doesn’t allow me when the price tag goes too high and as I explore the dollar store each plastic ware a treasure cause there’s nothing in my pocket a blind girl on the corner with a bucket full…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs how high, how long practice safety first 2 doors/ no windows why for, why not barricaded lost the will to smile foods been gone for weeks the mailman doesn’t stop he says he wants his cut the dog might need…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs I caught the flu but who knew it wasn’t terminal lie in bed and drink oj and sleep for hours I caught a fish and threw it hard onto the ground then cut my foot on a broken glass bottle went to college and drank…

With Charlie Grant & Shade, recorded in 1999 at Dead Aunt Thelma's Studio in Portland, Oregon.

Recorded with Charlie Grant & Shade (me on drums) in 1999 on the album "City Lights". Charlie is feeling lonely in this song...

This was the first track i created using my keyboard for added drama (orchestra hits etc etc) Enjoy it :p

One of my first 'proper' lead instrumentals.

A song for a friend tiffany. With Mike Taylor and Dave Simonson

it is like ll cool j i need love.

battle rap is the subject up to bat.

A composition by Brian May, from the album "Queen II." Seven guitar tracks played on a Squier Strat, one bass line for percussion played on an Ibanez Gio 5-string. Recorded in Cubase 5 with the TH2 VST amp plugin.

Reg is getting Funky this Christmas are you?

para cantar en la manana

From Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem: We Thank Thee By: Ralph Waldo Emerso Banjo tuned E, no capo, key of D Copyright by Verne Garrison, November 28, 2012 For flowers that bloom about our feet, Father, we thank Thee. For tender grass so fresh, so…

Well I see it's that time of the year again, where did that year go .......So here's an old one from 2007. Got my Grandson to sing on it, something to embarrass him with when he's older. He's 10 next week, so he was 5 at the time. Bless !!!