I was just listening to some old/lost tracks (of which there are many) and I thought I’d put up these tracks, from a few years ago… Never made it to an album, but I like them, and it reminds me of summery-ness.

The first track – “July” was written in my cabin in Mendocino. I was just discovering the joys of not playing guitar and writing songs on cello mainly. We had a tiny little studio with floor to ceiling glass windows that looked down into the redwood forest.

The next track, “The Longest Book Ever Written” is a lot older, from Portland days, probably written in my apartment on Hawthorne Blvd., maybe after a night of working at the hostel there. People who carry around various pairs of headphones on their person may be mildly disappointed with the mix however… so be warned!

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