Songs

Rising is an indelible melody Continue reading →

What better way to spend an evening Continue reading →

Organic, symbiotic, lyrical and poignant fanfare and counterpoint. Continue reading →

The dizzyness of moonlight and optimism.
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A process of realignment, healthful stretching out and smoking rhythm changes. Continue reading →

Roberta, Roberta has the kick of a jump blues. Screamin’, moanin’ and wailin’–this ditty gets down with an old-fashioned, unlaquered sound. Continue reading →

A call to and fro, with a bridge gravity. Continue reading →

Steamy summer soliliquy out the neon-lit window as taxis drive the gritty street below. Continue reading →

Rolling unbuckled, a honking and skidding run down East Broadway.

Bike lanes all the way down Howard St. to Fremont St. Continue reading →

Down home tasty spoonful, building to a baptist shout. Continue reading →