I made a song out of the fable "The Boy and the Schoolmaster" by Jean De La Fontaine, that french writer from the 17th century. And here's the story: " A boy, that frolicked on the banks of Seine, Fell in, and would have found a watery grave…

I made this simple song to try out playing an acoustic guitar with an ebow. It works, but it's quite quiet. The movement of the fingers on the fretboard is louder than the sounds. I didn't use any effects on the guitar tracks. I recorded my voice…

To everyone missing. " I found silver in your mouth on a holiday found stories in your eyes beautiful as mould 6000 miles away I finally recalled the secrets on your skin in scars and birthmarks open wounds secret stories of…

Here she comes in the April sun In her dungarees and she's up for fun Smiling like she's a crazy girl And she makes a face like she owns the place And she does We indulge ourselves in creating A neck of beauty and circumstance Not to mention…

I made this simple song to try out playing an acoustic guitar with an ebow. It works, but it's quite quiet. The movement of the fingers on the fretboard is louder than the sounds. I didn't use any effects on the guitar tracks. I recorded my voice…

To everyone missing. " I found silver in your mouth on a holiday found stories in your eyes beautiful as mould 6000 miles away I finally recalled the secrets on your skin in scars and birthmarks open wounds secret stories of…

" At the lake we were crawling around til our knees left bloodstains on the ground licked our wounds and the pain went away fell asleep at the end of a day we dug holes and carved signs into trees made ourselves a bed out of leaves and in the…