gray magic
a little black, a little white…
Real Life Bass in this one, too.
a little black, a little white…
Real Life Bass in this one, too.
it ain’t no troposphere
I’m not sure there’s much else to say today. Ever hear a guitar clear its throat?
You know how you see something and then you quickly look again because you thought you saw something you didn’t expect to see?
This song is the opposite of that.
this guy ain’t no vegetarian
warning: falling music
on a windy winter day.
An old LP and a lot of reverb.
space walkin’ off to the big obelisk behind Jupiter
since I modulated. This could loop on forever.
Sometimes piano is most fun when it’s one note at a time.