This is dedicated to my wonder yellow box , GP 10! A box with a lot of colors inside but yellow on the outside. All instruments played come from GP10

Things happens recursively in the loop of life

Now this is a really, really old one .....

Telecaster thru SY-1 synth pedal

The eagle hasn't been kissed.

(A song from a parent to a child) You get yourself a brand new lifetime I tried to give you a compass and a map Nothing in life feels so good as your learner’s permit Something that makes you so happy Maybe it shouldn’t be allowed You…

Flipside part #2

I appear to have lightened the mood a little with this one... If this song wore a hat it would be tipped at a jaunty angle... This one came together relatively quickly - The chorus was based on two bass riffs I had rattling around my head. I like…

This is one I wrote a few years back but didn’t really get anywhere with. Its quite jolly. The starting point was the idea of rolling down a hill and hitting a flint, picking it up and keeping it. Lyrics Headlong down the hill, I hit a stone…

This one was started a couple of years ago – but it needed a substantial bit of rewriting to make it actually singable. It ended up about an elemental nature spirit looking after its minions. However the original inspiration was getting up in…

Updated 04.13.2021

I have posted far too many wafty and generally pleasant songs. Time for something a bit more dark and malevolent - back to the dark side...... Lyrics: I’m gonna wait until you are happy again And be waiting for you I’m gonna wait until…

Improv with second bridge at base of fingerboard and ebow.

Demo for new song written during the April 2020 RPM Challenge. All lyrics and music copyrighted. All rights reserved.

Demo for new song written during a songwriting class with Abbie Gardner and used for the April 2020 RPM Challenge. All lyrics and music copyrighted. All rights reserved. Intentions are blind, and words recuse, I tried peace of mind, But…

Demo for new song written during the February 2021 RPM Challenge. All lyrics and music copyrighted. All rights reserved. Blown, trudging through snow, all alone, even though it seems a ten part team one downstream a fever dream. Replayed…