Title inspired by the intra- and pan-partisan misinformation industries, which seem to have scaled new heights in the current campaign season.
This slice of basement-made soul doesn’t feel finished. But with the apocalypse predicted to begin today, I figure what the hell, I’ve run out of time. Consider it my celebration of the Rapture. So This Is How The World Ends
Another quick and dirty basement ditty, named in honor of events which transpired in the Middle East during its creation. Let’s All Meet in Liberation Square
This is actually more than a scrap. It’s a song I wrote awhile back when I was playing in The Ernies. We recorded it, but I wasn’t entirely satisfied with that rendition – we pushed the pace faster than we normally played it live. (Although, having just given it a fresh listen, I’ve decided it [...]
Here’s a cheesy slice of disco funk that came to me over the weekend: What Happens Now?
Almost decided to drop this one altogether, but something about it stuck with me: (Chewing On a Stale) Stick of Gum
I put this one on the shelf when I left for Thailand a couple weeks back, thinking it was all done except for a title. (These are scraps, after all, nothing grand, and I risked tweaking this to death.) When I played it for my son Ben (pictured) his assessment was supportive but blunt. It [...]
Another cinema-inspired title: M. Tati Visits Tijuana
This one feels like it has sort of an Ennio Morricone vibe going: Spaghettini Western (I’ll get back to photos eventually.)
OK, I haven’t posted anything in awhile. I’d like to say I’ve been busy, but that isn’t really true; preoccupied has been more like it. Distracted, at the very least, from the photography that has dominated my posts for most of 2009. Last fall I finished a looooong project – years in the making, really [...]
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