to two ends: improving spanish (little by little) & lessening longing (bit by bit)
A short little love song for the woman i married this weekend. [more inside]
I like this song, so I sang it in a room by myself.
ColdChef's daughter Georgia wrote a great poem about the sun. I am learning the ukulele but am not particularly creative. I took her poem and set it to my version of music. It's the first song I ever recorded. Thanks ColdChef and Georgia! More details. [more inside]
Inspired by this MeFi thread, I wanted to see if I could write a song using only the famous chord progression seen in "Don't Stop Believin'", "With Or Without You" and about a zillion other songs. This was the result. It's also a sappy love song, because those are fun to write. [more inside]
As it's Valentine's Day, here's a song about love. Well, kind of about love. Actually it's about the end of love, as it fades due to age and fatigue, and the death of romance. Errr...happy Valentine's Day! [more inside]
A love song, and, possibly, an extremely flithy one; second song for the Peter O'Tooles. [more inside]
With a ukulele, some whistling, and several Garage Band 09 filters, you can make something that sounds like a transmission from Venus. [more inside]
Another song from my one-man show about Tiny Tim, Tulip. [more inside]
This is a song about a guy who works at a fast food place and the girl that loves him. [more inside]
My 6th RPM song for Sailor Martin. A close harmony country song about love and deception. [more inside]
A maudlin love song from an old man to a young woman. Written in 2001. Part of my Old Songs project. [more inside]
Part of my quickly growing Old Songs collection, in which I record songs I wrote many years and even decades ago. This is a somewhat scandalous song about unrequited love. [more inside]
Another in my collection of Old Songs, in which I record lo-fi versions of song written many years and, in some cases, decades ago. [more inside]
I had promised Sarah I would write her a song. Granted, that was while we were dating. We're not anymore. But I did promise, and she is a superly awesome person, wholly deserving of a song. The chorus comes from a facecloth we found in a dollar store, and it's words, three of which being nonexistent, can be found within the bowels of this music post.