I’m a guitar player. I also write songs, sing, and play nearly every instrument known to mankind (provided there is an appropriate sound-patch in my Casio keyboard) with varying degrees of mediocrity. But mostly I do that other stuff as an excuse to play guitar (and to justify the money I spent on my modest recording equipment). I’ve been in a number of bands through the years, some of which may be familiar to you. If not, well, you shoulda been there, we had some good times. Fortunately (perhaps), knowledge of my past endeavors will be of little use in understanding my current projects. I don’t say that to sound pretentious. I say, “I find the debauchery of Rimbaud to be significantly more offensive when one takes into account his spiritual vacuity and obviously crass dalliance with homosexuality,†if I want to sound pretentious. “I heard something interesting on NPR this morning,†works equally well.
This site will present recordings from my "home studio" (i.e. a corner of the spare bedroom). As a rule, they will be incomplete, since arthritis, parenthood, and a lack of ambition and focus prevent me from ever finishing my songs. Some songs may have been played live by one of my bands, but most will be unfamiliar to the average listener.
To preserve time down the road, assume one or more of the following disclaimers apply to each song:
Sorry for the crappy mix.
Sorry for the crappy sound.
Sorry for the crappy singing/playing.
Sorry for the crappy songwriting/concept.
Sorry for the crappy drum machine and lazy drum machine programmer.
Very little of my current output has anything to do with the loud rock 'n' roll I played for so many years. I'm exceedingly proud of the music I have made in the past, but, for the moment at least, I'm not much interested in re-tracing those steps. Nowadays I'm following whatever whim comes along, which isn't easy as whims are notoriously erratic drivers. At best, one might find here something unexpected and/or interesting; at worst, this will be just another exercise in internet narcissism that you can easily avoid. Not such a bad risk for the money.
All songs are copywrite [pick a year] All the Nerve Music. So don't steal my stuff. Unless you can miraculously turn one of my songs into a monster hit, thus allowing me to sue your ass and make enough money to quit my day job. But I don't think you have that much talent, Mr. Tightpants-Moussy-Shag-Crooked-Cap, so just leave my stuff alone.
Thanks for visiting, thanks for listening.
