This is a demo recording that I made for our Muskegon-area Neighborhood Bluegrass group to practice with. It will sound a lot better after it's re-recorded with the group actually playing and singing their parts. Soon to have our own Muskegon…

(interpolates music and lyrics from "Where Everybody Knows Your Name" by Gary Portnoy) Yo, Mister Cleen did the joint with Señor G, that’s two mentions for the latter, wink wink Amused I was but loved what I heard, Ce-ILLA, he’s a real dude…

[Rushten] Ah, there’s nothing like a nice big potluck after a hard month of work. I only wish I had some young tender boys here I could have fun with [Sally] Rushten, what do you mean? [Rushten] (*clears throat*) [Jenerica] Oh, Sally…

(sampled instrumental and interpolated lyrics come from "Hey There Delilah" by Plain White T's) [Verse 1] Don’t want to lose this What's it like in San Jose there? I'm a thousand miles away, but girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you…

[Verse 1] Do you hear the sound of the insects? Birds all pronouncing dialect Languages ancient as the sound of wind Crowning it, the seasons are circadian There’s no need to fear when you’re breathing air Water is the other side of the…

(interpolates music from "Morning Sunrise" by Weldon Irvine) So I was taking a walk, relaxing, getting sunshine And then I get a knock from a big-body All of a sudden he says to me… This land belongs to XYZ… And I’m trespassing on private…

When I first met you I was intrigued I was in Gangster’s Paradise Then I’d see you were down with a lot of guys But not in a bad way It was an art-making pathway You were lovable So I had to get to know you were discoverable I saw how you…

My mind drifts Your mind sits I think I just know You just don’t Here we go again with the flow that you ignore If you’re not an open sore I guess you’re just a closed door Here I go Your stopping is like obnoxious But I don’t pay attention…

I wish you could feel what it’s like to be where I am Like Ellsworth Wareham Minus 70 three hundred sixty-five day spans Keep it mature and grown-up and adult and professional Not immature like a hoe or an adulterer or the overly overtly sexual…

A song to myself. I’ve often felt like an unnecessary appendage in the circles I end up in. I’ve had some real crazy experiences in my life, and I tend to exaggerate to try an instill the grandness I felt in each story. Sometimes, I’m annoying…

Been a while, lots of ups and downs...Glad to be back!

My submission for May's REM challenge; I opted to go for more of a chillwave beat this time around.

Here is the latest song challenge offered by the Minnesota Asscociation of Songwriters: . . . . . . . . Your mission this month is twofold: 1. Try creating a boundary between the production of content versus the judging…

No-one To Blame - A A J Russe Written 1st January 1988 Recorded 6th March 2022 The Shoebox Demos Vol 1 **** Nearly forgot to post this one! (it's been a busy week at work) I was 24 when I wrote it. What more can I say…

An endlessly-revolving, ever-changing face you show to the world. Which facade will you wear today? Human, robot, or monster?

This is our January submission to the REM Challenge. The song came together very quickly. Dan Will on Piano David True on Bass

lap steel -> midi convertor -> vcv rack. For Sound-In Event Random Jul 2021

When I was young we lived opposite a big play area - lots of grass and trees and bushes to rampage around - and in the middle a tarmac playground with the "amusements" - a witches hat (aka umbrella), a long rocking horse with saddles along its…