make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore

make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore
hmmmmm?
oh ok
let’s all just sum it all up shall we
no chance
a desperate love
a desperate love
a desperate need to love
nothing like
scrape off
oooolllld
hi there.
yes it has
been a while
I’m kind of, I don’t know, you know?
it’s just time to like
get going with it all and you know
make it happen whether anyone is happening
whether anything is
whether whenever ends
just you know, me you and this
oh it’s just a way, away
to not be invisible
don’t know
don’t worry
may I take a trip around your block
rock around your clock
anchor at your dock
fly with your flock?
no more words could rhyme!
part of this series of piano pomes.
It has been a while. Well. That’s ok… right?
So, let’s not worry about how many days missed. Who even cares what the rules might be. I want to get back to the core of this thing as it has evolved:
Music Everyday shall maybe be improvised things… things that come about out of the day. The whole idea for me was/is/shall be that I find joy in making music every day….
and… AND! if it so happens that I share that online… well, great. But I am restating here that this is such a selfish project. It’s for me. Yeah. Oh yeah. Well, kind of. It’s for you. It’s for music, not meant to be a single hand clapping. So.
Here’s the latest.