Love For The Fretless

Love for the fretlessIs neither bad nor recklessIf it moves your spiritWhen you play you’ll hear itAs you gently bowYou will surely knowIf it moves your spiritWhen you play you’ll hear itYou might fiddle aroundThen one day go to townIf it moves your spiritWhen you play you’ll hear it

The Haunted Violin

No matter what I playThere she isMy sweet LenoreNow in my ViolinAs I bow the stringsI hear her gentle Voice”Bring me back” She softly singsAm I dreaming?Is this real?I really don’t knowHow I should feel …

Lumbering Melancholy

It took me a few days to write this song because I tried to write a slow song. That lead to a “lumbering” pace to the song, and the parts sounded almost like a dirge at first – until I spiced it up after the first half. I probably should have introduced the more upbeat ending sooner (that’s when the song gets a lot…

Happy Ana Lemma Day!

Today is another precious day, a day to rejoice in. A few posts ago, I showed my “Tiny Desk Studio”, and you might have noticed the Geochron 4K digital clock. That clock / map is the only thing left from my Ham Radio station – which turned into my music studio. On that map is a cool thing called an analemma – which shows…