Just wrote this today, very much informed by our current situation. Lyrics in the bridge borrowed/stolen wholesale from Joy Division's "Transmission." Recorded on my bathroom floor into my Tascam DR100's built-in mics. Who will he answer to?
Restless and pissed off over the covid-19 situation, and powerless to do much about it, I set up a mic (and a camera) on my porch after I put my kid to bed and recorded this song I wrote about civil disobedience. You got the stones for crime. It's about time.
Back on the horse! Here's a song I wrote and recorded tonight. The idea was a laid-back, french café sort of sounding tune. It's about interstellar exploration. [more inside]
One-take before-pants demo of a cynical little song that's been buzzing round in my head recently. Video here. [more inside]
Only took me fifteen years to finish this song. Story inside. [more inside]
Another semi-autobiographical 1995 slice of cheerful melancholia. But a pretty guitar riff and one of my favorite choruses to sing, even if I never really could hit the last note. There's an electric version of this with more of a Big Star / Matthew Sweet feel, but darned if I can find it and anyway I like this one. [more inside]
Me, a 4-track, a guitar, some cigarettes and some booze. Probably the most autobiographical thing I've ever written. That I'll cop too, anyway. And one of my favorites too. [more inside]
This is a recording from Ground Zero in Troy, NY. I played a solo show for about 50ish people and a stuffed pony.