This one features Treefrog "playing the wind" on a talking drum... She’s like the wind that moves through the night chasing ghosts She sees the lights, she sees the shadows and she knows There is a difference between the day and night…

This one features Treefrog "playing the wind" on a talking drum... She’s like the wind that moves through the night chasing ghosts She sees the lights, she sees the shadows and she knows There is a difference between the day and night…

This provides a theory which ties together two of my key traits a) always tired b) terminally disappointed by peoples lack of courtesy - there's a link people! Did you ever feel so down That you didnt know up Didnt recognise highs And smiles…

Love lives on in memory and through family

I have touched and I have known the memories of stone And echoes of the oceans are etched upon my bones My body's of the earth and my spirit's of the sky My mind is of the matter these memories will never die So let's go down below…

Spontaneous composition by Mark Poole. The theme involves rain finding it's way to a river that flows into the ocean.

I guess I knew this would happen. Talk about creating one's own reality Sheeeeesh. End of the month and my pen has been re-fueled and I added some vox to this one, plus some lead guitar, and a bit of synth strings. I also took a shot at some…

This is a bit out of my comfort zone, but I gave it a shot.

Featuring Otis Maly on Organ. Maybe it’s a trick of the light The way your eyes shine at me I don’t want to fight and I can’t take flight Somethin’ tells me I’m gonna see Just what spell you put on me I can’t let you out of my sight…

Featuring Otis Maly on Organ. Maybe it’s a trick of the light The way your eyes shine at me I don’t want to fight and I can’t take flight Somethin’ tells me I’m gonna see Just what spell you put on me I can’t let you out of my sight…