This is an odd one. I only recently realized that the wrong mix of this song may have ended up on the ARCANA (The Lost Songs) album. I have no idea how. Anyway, this version, labeled remaster #1, is better, I think, than the one on the album. The main difference being that the vocals […]
From 2017 this is Their World Now. This is one of the songs that became the album Arcana (The Lost Songs) – which is called that because the recording sessions were lost to a massive corruption of files and all I was left with were 21 rough demos I had mixed. At the time I […]
Long before decisions are made about instrumentation, final tempo, the addition of instrumental breaks etc, there is just the song. The Beautiful Prison ended up being one of my favorite songs on Looking At Life – a piano based tune featuring my good buddy Peter Farrell. I was also lucky enough to get the great […]
My Father’s Son. From the album Arcana (The Lost Songs).
This is one of the very few songs I have written and performed where, even if I could, I would not go back and change a note or a word. All the guitar parts , except my acoustic, are performed by the amazing Waddy Wachtel.
Some, hearing this song for the first time, thought it was about financial debts. It never was.
All I’d ever claim to have been doing all these years – just looking at life.
A favorite of mine. I guess this is a consolidation of my feelings about being a ‘child of the 60s’ – I became a teenager in 1965. This was written many, many years later looking back at that tumultuous time.
“I’m trying to forget who I remember the most” – This is City of Ghosts from 2012.
From the album The Story Of It All, probably the most autobiographical song I’ve ever written: Drowning In The Silence.
I love this song primarily for the second guitar played by my dear friend Craig Snyder. But I was also quite happy with the lyrics and melody. One of my own songs I can listen to and forget I wrote it! This is This Crazy World from the album Beneath a Flagless Moon. (Also featured […]
From the album Looking At Life, this is The Empty Hours – inspired by but not exactly about the death of Anthony Bourdain. His death made me question how someone, even with his success in life, reaches a point where suicide seems the right answer. I decided it was because life – all the hours […]