Against the wall, a shriveled tree
Webbed in steel, it stares at me
No eyes; a wild, silent life
No cries; forgotten pocketknife

I spent the day writing this song, and I aim to record it Monday. Now that I'm in a new apartment, I'm freer to do so -- it's pretty exciting. Here are the lyrics, because I feel like sharing 'em. The title might change, but right now "Secret Moments" feels right.

Now off to watch people get Weeny on some pumpkins.

Secret Moments
I don't want to turn ( Read more... )

I spent all of last night working on a pretty serious song I'm calling "Mom". It has to do with some recent revelations about my birth mother -- frankly, an exhausting subject to explore. This morning I made a little more progress with it, then put it down for later. "Mom" may take a while. I then fiddled around in a more playful and mood- ( Read more... )

Woke up, wrote a song. That felt good.
I'm in a lucky empty house today, so maybe I'll be able to record it.

Spring ThingFalling up from show to show ( Read more... )

I finished writing a song yesterday. I hope to record it soon.
I'm still in a sharing mood, so here are the lyrics.
I think they're better served with their music;
that's a big difference between music and poetry.
Some words are better sung than said, better heard than read:

You Are Not MeSo many people don't know where they are ( Read more... )

I am heavily impressed by Ruth Theodore's debut album. I don't usually do the "sounds like this artist" comparison, because I feel the art should sing for itself. But. I'll just put it this way: I'm a fan of Ani DiFranco, Angie Hart, Tori Amos, and Tom Waits. If you're a fan of at least one of these artists, I think you'll enjoy "Worm Food". ( Read more... )

I've been killing time at work, reading some of my favorite stories available on Google Books, and fell deeply into these paragraphs from Leo Tolstoy's "Albert":

All the unappreciated minutes of that time, one after another, arose before him, but not as insignificant moments of a fleeting present, but as arrested, expanding, reprobating forms ( Read more... )

Good morning.

I made two new recordings yesterday; an instrumental and and a lyrical, soothers for the times I needed them.
(If you'd like to hear them, click here.)

Cut the Cord

Signs flash light on the river ( Read more... )

I've recently renovated my music page and, once I have some time, I'm going to arrange and record some of the new songs I've been writing. (I've been writing lots of new songs.) Here are the lyrics to a sweet one I just finished tonight. A little fiction...

We'll Be Fine

There's a friend of a friend ( Read more... )

I can't write much now about the two great Wired articles I read today, so I'll just point you to them. I think you should read these if you care about music and the future of its distribution, or if you're interested in what either of these artists have to say about their experiences with delivering their art.  Especially if you make music, ( Read more... )