Political Folk song, predicting a grim tomorrow, scribed in an esoteric fashion. (Coming into) WINTER TIME Days are getting shorter; days are growing colder Coming into winter time Seasons changing faster for the demon master Coming…

Blues. My way of playing “Rollin' in My Sweet Baby’s Arms,” ‘cuz I’m a Soul man. See the Soul-patch? Dig. Be cool, cats, and stay dry!

This demo recording turned out particularly well, especially when compared to how most of my MYTHOPOETICA recordings sound. The lead guitar employs an Eastern Folk scale and style of picking, greased with GEM-style Blues butter. SUPER YOU…

Uhm… not my worse. SOLIDARITY Wading in the marshes of reality Pacing to the songs we sing Fearing those who alter our mentality Running from the pain they bring Hiding in the shelters of our fantasy Someplace we can rest our…

One of my personal favorite recordings from the 52 song MYTHOPOETICA demo collection, even though there’s a sound quality issue (the bass had a bit of a buzz). This was my first time using a wammy bar – I liked it! PLASTIC GIRL You can’t…

More GEM-style Blues. NASTY LITTLE GIRL Nasty little girl, standing on the corner Up against the light, up against the night Nasty little world weighing on your shoulder Turning tricks again, giving up the fight Naughty little child…

My contract with Jennifer Rose. MAKE IT THROUGH I don’t have too much to give I don’t have too long to live I just want to be your friend Can I spend my years with? Can I share my tears with you? I will love until the end I…

Combined words of homeless men across America the night of the Winter Solstice in 2010 when there was a full moon, a lunar eclipse, and a meteor shower. Baby grand piano performed by Starry Nightmoth.

Clearly one of my poorer recordings. In the Dark Want to want me, try to taunt me Keep me quiet, keep me in the dark Like to hit me, try to get me Figure out me when I’m in the dark Will alert me, would convert me Witness to me how…

I’m not one to repeat a rumor… so listen close the first time. GOSSIP Legends in the warehouse Gossip in the halls Rumors in the office Ears upon the walls Hiding round the corner Straining for each sound Car-pool to the lunchroom…