This is my tribute to doing things, Doing Things. Making dinner, taking a walk, looking for objects — you name it!
It's a tribute to moving walkways throughout the United States and all over the world.
…Your Flights. I wrote this as part of this weekly Junto challenge, which, BTW, is a really fun thing to do when you have the time. [more inside]
An eight-minute instrumental piece. I made a video for it using public domain film from archive.org and put the song in the public domain (non-commercial use with attribution). [more inside]
Working on an album in which I play all the instruments and sing. [more inside]
Me and MeFi's own Minus215Cee. I play the squishy trumpet and scratchy electronics toward the right, he plays the sharp sax toward the left. [more inside]
Sort of an odd tune, relying primarily on one chord. The lyrics actually mean something but that might not be very obvious. Features my dad on alto sax. [more inside]
Something horrible has happened in this place. It will never be the same. Be thankful you weren't present. [more inside]
This is a little instrumental number I made up. I'm trying to convince my bandmates to perform it. The guitar tone and the melodic simplicity may qualify it as Surf Music. [more inside]
Another chill orchestration of guitar, drums, bass, flute, and sax. The solo at the end is one of my favorites. [more inside]
An original song by my old band, Selected Letters. Alto Sax, Oboe, Violin, Guitar, Bass, Drums, and a good mix of tight arrangement and improvisation. I miss this band a lot, but it was great while it lasted.
Some jazz noodling on that classic standard Misty. My friend Steph on the alto sax, me on the piano.
For those times when you just feel like getting funky. [more inside]
Relax. Procrastinate. It's okay. [more inside]
A fairly straightforward narrative. Recorded on 16 track, 1" tape, as was the custom at the time. I played tenor sax, yelled some stuff, and played or programmed all the electronic stuff. Recorded and mastered at the legendary Flat Iron Studio in Wicker Park (well, legendary to Screeching Weasel and Ralph Colvert fans, I guess).