This is a remake of Samba do Bonde, now with portuguese lyrics. A loose translation below: Priviledge, the two of us here to sit, converse, to feel the warmth of friendship always too brief just a give and take between immortals (close…

an attempt to evoke the urban Brazilian scene - which has a rhythm all its own.

how do you give a daughter away? I have no clue...

Composition, vocals and guitar by Yahondu Trumpet and Digital production by Alonetoner K.SCot Sparks Lyrics: Ela vem, ela vai, ela tem o que eu quero mais toque de fada conversa que sara esse importar com cada dor, cada flor jeito de…

Written for my father.

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.

Kinda rough. I'm uploading this mainly to share a guitar technique I've been working on. I'm wearing a slide on my picking hand and using it to alter pitches in single line phrases. There's a lot more can be done with this technique that I've…

Sam was a very articulate and kind friend; he spend way too much of his life in a wheel chair and yet demonstrated a lot of grace. We lost him just over a year ago. Among many other unexpected, Christ-like kindnesses, he realized at one point…

I guess I try to write such sketches in order to behold and hold a sense of the Great Goal, ...that which quietly 'visits' us, where we open- where we allow it,... ...all the way from the future Resolution.