An original arrangement of an old cowboy song, from the new album High on the Hog by Corwin Bolt & the Wingnuts. [more inside]
A classic Louis Jordan song all about chickens, interpolated with a fiddle reel that's all about chickens. Recorded and broadcast live 11/4/2017 for "The Back Porch" on KLCC 89.7 Eugene, OR. [more inside]
Improvised acoustic guitar / singing. Recorded on phone. A bluegrass standard, but I'm playing it as a stream of consciousness improvisation. Usually these days my playing is pretty much by the book, but here I was thinking about ecstatic / outside players like John Fahey and Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. No patching in. Only one take. No overdubbing. Get it right in the moment. Be real and accept flaws as long as they don't spoil anything important. [more inside]
This mp3 was converted from a video I made, recording stereo audio straight into my phone. It's a rough draft with minimal instrumentation and arrangement I'm hoping to develop further with a group that recently started coming together called The Wishing Well Divers. [more inside]
Snarky Americana. Mostly about a girl I dated once who just lovvvveed reaching into my wallet.
The first song from my new EP, In Truth, available for free download. An Americana acousticish song about getting lost.
A popular 19th century minstrel tune with fretless banjo, tambourine and vocals. (Different from the old-time tune by the same name, and not related to Old Joe Clark either.) Lyrics as recorded are not offensive.* [more inside]
From a new album of songs adapted from an old Baptist hymnal written by my great-great grandfather, who was deacon of a church in Weatherford, Texas many years ago.
Ever since I first saw John Lee Hooker's utterly captivating, almost terrifyingly powerful performance of it, I've been a lover of this song. RL Burnside covered it as well. This is my humble (and following those two performances, I really mean that) offering, from a little house in the hills of Nagano prefecture, Japan. Video here.
More "americana" from that woodshed in Sweden. Recorded on a battered radio/cassette player in 1984(?) so its low fi. We called ourselves The Early Puritans on the occasions we actually got paid for a gig. [more inside]
The song people always play to their darlin'. Those verses though, so heartbreaking. [more inside]