the light
the dark
the in between
no in between
time time time time
how can we hope? let’s?
what lesson to learn

the light
the dark
the in between
no in between
time time time time
how can we hope? let’s?
what lesson to learn
the only path forward
while you were sleeping
all life all life lived
all deer drank
all lightning struck
hmmmmm?
in a word in a word you took it right out of my
I wouldn’t dare say
what I really really really really really
what I
fall into all of it
fall into all of it
a little bit tired too
a wondrous world, a big forget, forever regret
a footstep from the not so distant forever ago past
where we
wandered in circles
infinity loop shape
pondering you
pondering you
pondering who?
pondering me
nice guy, right sly look there, why?
can I get a mystic intervention
tell me not to fall through this synthetic netting?
cut and wittle and guess which one is the
answer oh my
make yourself at home in the cabin you built eh
live, echo, distortion, delay, lo-fi, southwest, south, cello, instrumental, build up, tension, expectation, change, transition, woods, battle,
into the mystic
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
it’s the mona lisa
nothing like
scrape off
oooolllld
go
where you wan tand
bring a memory of me
take it there and
plant your seed
wise yes you
not me, oh
baby blue
I bleed, this needy coil, weathered and foiled, I got tangle d
less in thought than word
and you never heard
any of it
at all
go ahead and take it
this mute call
well, late start, eighth start, eight years.
I want to make music forever
it’s the only thing I do that even I can’t critique and tear apart
I wish for
shorter pieces, more honestly, less try, more love
for you and for me
amen and whoopee
you might wonder, where all the missing numbers go
into the ether here
why now do I find
a floating kind of island
it’s just where
I sit
though I am not aware
which makes me sad
I wish I were
there
I’m so far from anything that even matters
do they?
lest you be lookin’
on that night ship
the late night swells
navigating through
hellos and farewells
cross into sleep
with me
these dreams these dreams take
form
nearly there nearly there
so real
am always wanting to mark this apex
in a way
that is
as though
reverb of light
echo of light
trailing light
can traverse through
next
I never manage the right reverence though
I can’t fling things forward
except to hope
and hope is not light
hope is probably made of light
but it isn’t light
it’s the only way to win!
here we are in the reprieve
such a nice place to be
leave
if you believe me
when I say
hey hey
baby
here we are in the recalled
where the night becomes a walled
garden and your dreams
repeat
no why
at least we are together, put it on repeat let’s stay here forever.
well, yes it has been a little while.
it was good, actually, to take a break from even these, and kind of do the things i guess i do when up with my family and in northern california. lots of listening more than making noise maybe is the easiest way to put it.
let’s hope 2020 gets better than the shitshow it has started as!
Last night I had the pleasure of practicing with the great Molly Allis and Jenica Anderson of Bear Club. We’ve been playing electric lately, but in preparation for a more intimate show we were armed with marimba, cello and acoustic guitar. And of course their voices. Sorry, the cello is a bit loud on this recording of us practicing a song since the recorder was close to me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnIw_vmPT7g
This one is all yours now. Just an impromptu recording I decided to do as I was working on mixing for my upcoming albums.
This one is a little rare for me in that the bittersweet-ness (not new) is mixed with a little mean-ness (new!)…
Backstory? Hmmm. Well I just wrote it quickly after going through an old box of memories and realizing that some states of mind are better left behind as far as possible… It’s good to forgive and to move forward but sometimes too it’s good to expunge and exonerate yr own feelings.