ostinati outta control

From Leaving My Body - out now!

I wrote another song but the general reaction suggested that I best "scrap the puppy." So, I salvaged what I could and started over. This is what I got... I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE'S GONE

A grungy rock choon. I'm the piece that moves you The part without a name Broken piece that moves you Torn between fault and blame And the years go by so fast Like shooting stars in my sky And I gave you all of my heart Oh baby can you stay…

Another grungy rock number. Run through the valley With all the kings men You won't find the courage To try it over again When someone is missing Who says something is wrong You're not in my story So I'll make you a song I write a song about…

An homage to BP, the largest corporate nest-shitter in recent memory. Big idea, less than stellar recording...

Written after reading John Filson's The Discovery, Settlement and Present State of Kentucky (1784).

A tribute to jazz vocalist and interpreter, Suzannah McKorkle

Nostalgia, what ifs, Mormonism...