Poured myself a small cup of acoustic guitar, half finger picking, half ebow. Nothing fancy, nothing magical, nothing fantastical, just something to relax through.

Also known as Cooking With Condiments! A snack. Nothing much of substance in the cupboards or fridge, but doesn't mean you should go without eating.

A typical folk song. Written and recorded in about an hour for the 24 hour album (attempted on March 13th). Excuse roughness and vocal glitches, it was 2am and this was my first full take. Thanks to montgomeru for his chord suggestions…

When I was a kid, my dad was the preacher at the Church of Christ in Tehachapi, California. We lived in Palmdale, so we'd get up early on Sunday mornings, pile the 5 of us into our 1950 Chevy coupe and head up thru Lancaster and Mojave, over the…

It used to be me...what else can I say?

This one explains itself...for Eric. WORLD OF HURT Capo @ 3 Key G G A friend of mine called yesterday Em To try to cheer me up C He said I should be happy D Things could be much worse He told me he was…

....another Peggy dream. She tiptoes to my room She leans over my bed And she kisses me I leaver my doors unlocked so, she can come to me When she misses me And I pretend that I'm asleep But that's not easy Where she kisses me...

Drive Cleaning....... One more pile of junk I found on the Back Burner.

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