Today I received my AXiS 49 midi controller from C-Thru Music. It is excellent and has a groovy “selfless” mode that gives one 98 individual notes – more than a standard piano. I couldn’t resist trying my hand at an improvisation. The…

Did the world really need a cheesy, spaghetti western version of this classic Eagles song? I'm not sure. Did I make one anyway? Yes. Yes, I did. By the way the painting is "Villa Diablo" by Downe Burns. keywords: old clint eastwood movies, the…

This one scare me a little :) Probably gonna come back and mess with the levels and eq a little more later... Remixed: 12/17/2010

Good riff/placeholderending

Some live snippets from the Witch's Night Out gig last w/e, mixed with some field recordings from a pre-Halloween party at Landers Machine Shop. Apparently I was too loud for some of the Wiccans. Hope yawl have a spooky Hallows eve.

I am writing some lyrics for this. I wish Bethan or Tess would consider singing on this short song. I had plans - But then other things happened.

Different version of the new one.

Way early mix of the song. Cheers. Another version of the new one next.

... again ... for Randy. Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of. Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of. And it's a shameful world…

This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.

with some inspiration taken from an old movie "Days of Wine of Roses" Lyrics: To have and to hold These aren't days of wine and roses For better for worse These aren't days of wine and roses For richer for poorer These aren't days of wine and…

Komisch!

work composed,by wordless poem,on a roland mc 505 groovebox,from the album ,the well-tempered groovebox...pure free minimal psychedelic ambient underground groovebox electronica.

Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…