Songs From A Black Room

5 years ago I locked myself up for a few months and did nothing but write. 2007 was a growing pain. Of all the songs I wrote, eight of them became what I refer to as Songs From A Black Room. It was a record I never intended anyone to hear. That may be why it’s my favorite. With all the cracks and pops, room noises and sometimes out of tune playing and singing, it’s what it was intended... Read More...

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Archive for August, 2010

Moving on. No dwelling. Feeling good.

Every Calm comes with a storm, every storm comes with a calm The way we deal with hardships and times of trouble is nothing more than tradition…and a good one.  Similar to death, we get mad then sad then grateful.  Though there is much more to it than that, but you know what I mean. [...]

Half Way There

Half Way There So I’m still digging through War & Peace.  Believe me when I tell you that though it’s taking a long time, I can’t put it down.  Here is the latest passage(s) that absolutely kill me. “Poisonous nourishment of a too sensitive soul Thou, without whom happiness would be for me impossible, Tender [...]

Prince Andrew

Prince Andrew “No, life is not over at thirty-one!” Prince Andrew suddenly decided finally and decisively.  ”It is not enough for me to know what I have in me – everyone must know it: …everyone must know me, so that my life may not be lived for myself alone while others live so apart from [...]

Saturday

Saturday Woke from an interesting dream this morning.  I think I was about to uncover the meaning of life and in doing so would have banished from the earth everyone that drives a Hummer and those who never use their turn signals.  But I awoke to a talking cat.  More like a yelling cat.  Oh [...]

A Letter To My Niece On Her 1st Birthday… Dear —- Your first birthday is a big one.  Soon you will grow and begin to really take wonder at the world around you.  There’s a lot to see.  More important than what you see are the questions you’ll ask yourself about the happenings around you. [...]

Lookin Back…

Lookin Back… When I was 15 I wanted to play the guitar.  When I was 16 I wanted to write songs.  I can remember my first guitar lesson so vividly.  I learned my first four chords, went home and wrote a song.  Being a “lead” guitarist never appealed to me.  I only cared about writing. [...]

My Idea of Relaxing

My Idea of Relaxing I’ve had a couple of days to myself which has been much needed.  I think I’m gonna get into the habit of waking up (coffee already made), making a little something in the kitchen, and heading into the living room or music room, whichever room I feel like (ok?) and reading. [...]