Wanting to clear away the debris of the arguments that keep us apart, I chose the axe and took it to the root of the problem.

A Psalm.

Getting silly with home made muffins. I know I can do better, hopefully the embarasment of having this out there will kick in to concentrating enough to get some quality in to my recordings again.

A Psalm.

Having fun with Tomas's harmonica.

First song written on an electric. Was, and Is and Is to come.

I found a spot beside the path on the mountain of Jazz, not very far up, but the view was pleasant, so I stayed a while and and grabbed some words from the beauty and life passing at the time.

well....this song was written after a long conversation with a friend of mine. We talked about making a difference in the lives of those around us. How is that done? Is it done by working like mad? never seeing the kids? What are we taking with…

this song is about entering the space of friends, brothers, loved ones.... it's about entering their sadness, their joy, their pain. Journeying along side those I love and finding out that so often I fall so short. This song is about the letting…

First song written on an electric. Was, and Is and Is to come.