Lyrics Page Updated

All songs are now alphabetized (no longer by record), go the Lyrics Page.

“Just” final is in

Portsmouth Music Hall

Final mix videos are coming in

Thanksgiving speech

(I found this, written on Thanksgiving 2019)

Thanksgiving speech and the spontaneous nature of creation…

I stood up and gave a Thanksgiving speech at the age of 6 that floored everyone in the room, and I don’t remember it, at least accurately, and the family still talks about it. You might say it was an immortal moment in my childhood.
And since, and in Irish fashion, they speak and joke about it lovingly and for years challenged me to “one up it.” You know, “do it better,” and that will never happen and I’ll tell you why. I could give a speech that’s better and they’ll never hear it as being better.
The spontaneous nature of creation that is completely “in the moment” has a great magic to it that can’t be replicated (this is common with children as they don’t have self judgment and they do naturally). As adults we still do it all the time in conversations, problem solving, and decision making, but to stand on a stage, that’s another thing.
The very act of trying to replicate it, to me, is futile (kind of like my distaste for tribute bands) because as I previously stated, no matter how good it is, it won’t be the original (in other words, I would have to be 6 again).
The solution is to make something entirely new.

My Thanksgiving speech might go something like this:

On the eve of 2020, while the world watches itself, trying to understand and perceive the totality of conditions on a planet through the small screens of their trusty hand companions, I might make my own suggestion and offering even if it may be a trickle of water added to the billions of voices that make up the river.

We alone, own and control ourselves, our focus, our ability to feel, love, and shed tears at the sounds and images that move us towards our mortality and our humanity, and that in a time, not unlike the times that have come before and the times that will no doubt always exist in the future, we each stand up and turn the camera off so that we might actually be “with” the sunset instead of taking pictures of it, and so we each have the power to become renegades and healers in our own ways.

My deepest thanks to all of you who choose to stay connected, “around the dinner table” if you prefer, because that’s what brings meaning….to just about everything.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone….


“Visions of a Dancer”

Endless Summer (or Endless Summers)

Rumble Mix #15 is 3 different versions of this song, and that’s not even all of them.
The first being the original from “Loyalty” the second being the funk make-over from this past Fall and the final being the solo acoustic version from the 2020 record “Renegades and Healers.”

The song is an argument for self empowerment in the act of changing your mind about something, or anything.
It’s about waking up, looking around, listening and feeling.
Lyrics below.

The Endless Summer

It’s a desert of sand
until you reach the water
It’s just a vision
Until the sand burns your skin

And you know that you’ve been here before
Don’t know why you ran away
All you had to do is change direction

The endless summer is calling you
There’s nothing that you need to do
You’re already there
You decide to close your eyes
and let the sun soak your sorrow away

There’s a sweet sound in your ear
Until it’s gone forever
But when it comes back
You know it can always stay
And you know that you heard it before
Don’t know why you stopped listening
All you had to do was use your ear

The endless summer is calling you
There’s nothing that you need to do
You’re already there
You decide to close your eyes
and let the sun soak your sorrow away

Let the sun soak your sorrow away
Let the sun soak your sorrow away
Let the sun soak your sorrow away

“I Can See”

To all my snowed in friends…enjoy!

Rumble Counts for a Winter Storm

I was asked which Rumble Mix was the best.  I have no idea but maybe the “play count” might help decide which one to check out first?   These are the play counts as of this afternoon.

#1. (241)

#2. (102)

#3.  (92)

#4. (163)

#5. (251)

#6.  (11)

#7.  (12)

#8.  (12)

#9.  (20)

#10 (9)

#11. (39)

#12. (14)

#13 (just went up) 

Being an artist

24 Hours of 24 Hours

In honor or Rick Oneale’s birthday I’ve got this one up for 24 hours…

Lyrics -where do they come from?

I’ve had 3 separate conversations about lyric songwriting today so maybe it’s a message to write about it here:
My lyric writing is a messy business. As in, it goes everywhere and can be quite abstract, but it’s something like this:
I sit and try to write the truest sentence I can. Like open therapy I simply write with no editing, moving from wish to observation, word to word, not paying attention to rhyme or meter, just words.

An explosive amount of words. In big journals. Scattered all over the place.

I do that a lot. Then I go rummaging for something that works, a phrase or sentence, and when I’ve got something I fuse a few together and then hum them along with the guitar. Melody first, chords next.
Sometimes I hear it, as in it’s already here, other times it’s just out of reach and I’ve got to massage it out of my psyche.
I have played with setting intentions too: “Today I’m going to write the song about the thing” -it never seems to go well.

It’s a stubborn child that won’t listen to commands, my creative center resides in the infant consciousness, and it needs time to come out and even after it appears it will thrash about it until something cool happens.

I write maybe 4 songs for every one that ends up published.


When the old becomes new again

Spend your money and game the system

“Just” is on Spotify and if you want to listen to on there great. I get constant advertising to promote it via “streaming farms” and I know I could spend $1000 to make it look like there are a million listeners on it.

But I won’t. Here’s a good article on that practice and where it’s headed.


I was sending thank you’s on Facebook yesterday *many of them when Meta cut me off because I was sending too many messages.

At what point do they cut you off? At what point can they cut you off?

Here’s a birthday note from Japan!

Happy Holidays

My best wishes to you all!

Let it Snow


It’s not underrated.