I don't think Marie Antoinette actually said Let them eat cake but the attitude is one we all know.

This is a live recording from a club that had a studio built into it. Unfortuntately, the club shut down.

I wrote this song for my adopted daughter. She was raised by a mother who saw her as a burden and went through alot of physical and sexual abuse. But this song isn't just about that. It's about her overcoming all that and becoming a strong woman.

I didn't write this one either or arrange it. In fact, all I did was blow horn on it. It's a great love song.

Another collab with Jip, with me adding the vibes, pad of the orient, flute and vocals. From the original da da da da das before I came up with any lyrics, I wasn't happy with any of the melodies. This is the result of me getting bored with…

Another collab with Jip, with me adding the vibes, pad of the orient, flute and vocals. From the original da da da da das before I came up with any lyrics, I wasn't happy with any of the melodies. This is the result of me getting bored with…

Another collab with Jip, with me adding the vibes, pad of the orient, flute and vocals. From the original da da da da das before I came up with any lyrics, I wasn't happy with any of the melodies. This is the result of me getting bored with…

I keep my mouth shut cos I don’t wanna be I don’t wanna be obscene I keep my eyes shut cos I don’t wanna see I don’t wanna see what you won’t see in me Sheared, shucked, soaking in the mud None you could shake from me Tucked up, pulled tight…

each time I’d look at you I was looking for a breakthrough some emptied sigh, some reasons why everything I’d left behind reckless provisions for some blooming vine followed me, in the back of my mind forgive me, mother for the lamb…