You crawl out of bed on a Saturday morning and things are quiet, things are good. The techno: This was (accidentally) inspired by sandbags who was wrestling with MIDI and automation in Live. In trying to help I built up a thing where I had…

star just a star on a sheep on the side of a car and the picture in your hand from a distant land with a story can't believe this is happening to me another mediocre man trapped in a master plan it's really not the star but the dream inside…

wonderland what is the sound of the last few minutes of life she said I wouldn't feel a thing, but women lie what is the color of the last thing you'll ever see frozen for all eternity and these things inside my brain tell a wicked tale and…

shell this place is where you started from, nowhere I hear it's really beautiful when the snow falls this is where you hide away, miles away from the world this is how to forget it all and everyone is kept far away you cannot touch, you cannot…

sheepmandance in my dreams I hear her calling from somewhere far away I don't even know what to call her but I think it sounds like rain so I took a train ride to the other side to see what I could see and wound up here at the dolphin hotel and…

awake was it her i followed, around the other day? in the diner, on the sidewalk, i really can't say this somewhere neverwhere i swear i saw her, i swear quit dreaming, wide awake 10 minutes reconstructing her ghost inside of me 5 minutes swimming…

Another rock ballad. Lyrics by Gordy Macdonald.

A little something that came out of playing with the Max4Live content. The guitar sound, which I'm particularly happy with is a combination of my GT-10, CamelSpace and the M4L buffer shuffler.

windup I'm feeling something's come over me I'm feeling something's not quite right the phone is screaming like an orphan the cat is nowhere in sight the empty box is on the table you've seemed to disappear as well the windupbird is making noises…

sumire she's in love with a woman, calls me at 3 am to tell me that and her French is getting better and she's dressing like a lady too bad it's wasted on a married woman, with no desire either way did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without…

afterdark midnight is approaching, the city still alive moaning and blinking and on into the night downtown, afterdark someone is reading, someone needs a light someone is hustling, and someone starts a fight downtown, afterdark a boy…

As You Go...You Shall Not Go Empty!!

Insprired by a cold day in mid December

Wash Park is short for Washington Park. It's the neighborhood that I live in.

I don't recall exactly how this composition came about. It was one of the earlier ones recored on the CD. At the time that I organized the CD I comtemplated leaving it off. However I find myself including it when I perform. I believe that…

This track is off of the first CD. It's the first recorded composition that I did that only has a solo guitar.