These are the latest works being compiled for the as of yet unnamed studio album.

Fortnight of the Soul

Fortnight of the Soul
Fortnight of the Soul is written for the one true love in my life. Fourteen years isn’t so long, is it? My Rachel waits.

how heavy lies this crown upon my brow
regardless of the majesty allowed
i own a robe with colors that confound
in your light the chroma can be found
you don’t seem to mind the tide
that comes rolling in behind
fourteen years won’t seem to stay
when a year is as a day
and my reputation, a respectable veneer
that never lets a confidant draw near
this counterfeit lies just beyond your reach
designed to hide the things that lie beneath
you don’t seem to mind the tide
that comes rolling in behind
fourteen years won’t seem to be
when my Rachel waits for me
my Rachel waits

Apparition

Apparition
Apparition is an effortless love song. The main rhythm guitars are panned hard left and right, giving the track a very full sound. The solo section, intro and outro feature a haunting, ambient organ sound, reminiscent of some classic albums from my childhood. Acoustic bass is played by my good friend and collaborator Walter Yurgel. This is the first of many songs that will be produced by engineer and good friend Gordon Davies.

these visions are so fleeting, they might be the end of me
and you seem to have a way, a way with my memory
i’m not sure which of me is true, baby it’s just you
across the universe, hey it might be worth the wait
and these paper cups are filling up with an endless rain
what a marvelous ambition to pursue, baby it’s just you
don’t you realize your value? a collision of the simple and the true
don’t you realize your value? an afterimage bending all the rules
the few and far between, minus the view: baby it’s just you
an apparition coming into view, baby it’s just you

Attaboy

Attaboy
Attaboy is a song about learning to live with decisions and their inevitable consequences. Guitars, bass (courtesy of Walter Yurgel), piano and vocals were recorded live at the Barber Shop Studios in Hopatcong, NJ, engineered by Gordon Davies. Drum parts were added off the cuff in my home studio and serve as a place marker until I can get the song completely finished.

serenade, and all your music falls upon my ears of late
renegade, your revolution failed but you’re still wide awake
attaboy, you can learn to live with your mistakes
attaboy, you don’t need to save the world you made today
colonnade, these failures wait to stare you right back in the face
promenade, and tripping over all the words left in the way
you renegade, your revolution failed but you’re still wide awake
attaboy, you can learn to live with your mistakes
attaboy, you don’t need to save the world you made today
you don’t need to save the world today
it’s not that way

Whirlybirds

Whirlybirds
Whirlybirds was recorded in my home studio after a particularly tough summer. It is a very straightforward folk piece written in “double drop d” tuning. Most of the guitar parts were done in one-pass takes to really capture the feel of the song. Vocal parts are very plain and rhythmic, which gives the song an overall darker feel.

ask her and she’ll tell you things are different
photographs adorned in sepia tones
outside there’s a current flowing upwards
whirlybirds are searching for a home
lately i resemble more the statue
marbled to convey a stately pose
inside there’s a current flowing northern
whirlybirds are looking for a home
august, if you please, wake me when the maple bends
kindly do allow me some more time to mend
august, if it seems, that all is what it should have been
i’ll turn my collar to the wind
on the porch there lies an empty shoe
shaken of the dust that worried you
gliding forward, steady as she goes
whirlybirds are trembling in the throes
august, if you please, wake me when the maple bends
i hope you will allow me some more time to mend
august, if it seems, that all is what it should have been
i’ll turn my collar to the wind
we were always at the mercy of the wind