This is a song of hope. I hope ya'll enjoy. I used reason for the backing track and my phone to record guitar and vox. Lyrics: Guess I didn't get the hint Still trippin' on my footprints Clean my cuts and reminisce, About the way things…

An overdriven Musique Concrète bit stretched & slowed, then run through multiple echo units until it throbs & pulses.

one of the most ancient lamentations known...the song of the bow from 2 samuel in the ancient testament...

A sea shanty, pondering the ways Captain Digby may have lost his eye.

Instrumental easy listening

A new piece created using Digital Machine and Sine Waves Orchestra - two apps by Robert Attanasio http://www.robertoattanasio.com/ - I didn't do very much at all, apart from one or two key changes - looking forward to doing more. These are cool…

This is just a little notice that the next Radio Show will be...

I was out walking Walking in the city one day I heard the wind calling Calling my name Under the hot August sun I went wandering west With my boots and my gun and a guitar across my chest Come a ti yi yippee yi yay! Come a ti yi yippee…

In the grim town where I was born There was not much to see The only thing that shone was the girl named Mary Lee I tried to win her when I was a boy with flowers and smiles and wit She looked away or looked annoyed She would have none…

Lazy day in Vegas She just appeared So elegant, intelligent Grinning from ear to ear She had that killer style Looks that turn your eye I liked the way she rolled When I asked her what her name was She said “Tumbleweed, They call…

Across this interstate wasteland Dry riverbeds At my back a cold wind The sounds of motors and horns The ruins sigh and sing In the rush There’s a room full of photographs behind me Torn up and thrown away So much refuse Left to burn…

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…

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…

When I crossed the desert I left everything behind My gun My money And the burdens of my mind When I crossed the Mojave There was nothing that I lacked I left in the dead of night And I never once looked back When I crossed Death…