An ode to women featuring guitars, piano, melodica, and lap steel. [more inside]
modular, snap-tite interlock pop. A song about recording alone.
I was walking around in the garment district at night on valentine's day years ago, and spotted a beautiful woman walking alone across the street. Despite being glamorously dressed up, she looked like she had lost all faith in men. She was carrying a heart-shaped balloon and huge flowers. This song is sort of about that. [more inside]
Most of my songs are sparse. This one is not! It's got "a lot of sound," and some bite. Does it kick buttocks? You decide.