Trucks pass by my house all night Across the river east and west I hike for several hours a day And climb upon the granite crest Where I can see the valley floor And forest with its secret streams The gold mined towns that lie below…

Some cd glitching mashed with a track from exactly a year ago, "schyzotransient"

This sonata was written in the wake of the COVID pandemic from 2021 to 2023. Its movements express my feelings about the madness of it all. Our world is unjust and only getting more terrifying with each passing year. May we find a way to overcome…

Drums, Microkorg, Microfreak, Minibrute 2.

On the last day of summer The day before school It started in the water Everything was cool Until we saw this thing appear It didn't have a sound This darkness in the water Looked like a shroud First I thought “I’m trippin’” There…

Reg was strumming and has got to thinking, I know he shouldn't but he has and he thinks the governments of this world have given up on love and understanding. They now want us to hate, hate, hate, hate, be angry, put against one another the haves…

Under the glow where the night hums light We gather close like moths in flight A feast of stars on silver plates Time melts fast yet it always waits Candles sway with the wind's soft tune Dancing shadows flirt with the moon Sip the…

The only truth is what I tell you, just believe

There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

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Kat: piano/pad

a bubbly driving rythme with a nostalic sigh. Remembering that twilight hilltop overlooking the city you never visited.

two nylon guitar tracks with used strymon timeline echo

Grackle 2econd 2unday improv jam Mark-bass Miguel-charango Kavin.-percussion, guitar Rek-guitar