Nautical Metaphor for my life
Having been in cold storage for many years I was loosed from the bondage of Kronos and allowed to merge into the light. As a castaway, the winds of the sky blew me into port upon the vessel of the Golden Hind; a place of profound secrets. It has been accounted for lost, but the lighthouse does not seem far off. The horoskopos and oiax are in alignment, but in a manner approaching Zeno, each fathom seems to be measured in a direction perpendicular to the destiny. Tuche fell parallel to the head of the dragon in a place which had summoned the wind and a map of greater hupsoma eclipsed my own. A new compass provided the means to hypostasis, but it is up to the Captain of the Golden Hind to decide to round off the numbers.
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I'm a jazz guitarist and play in a style similar to Pat Metheny's. I also like Jim Hall. I used to be really into Al DiMeola when I was into speed, but eventually I found it too repetitive.
I've jammed with Joe Riposo (sax), Joe Magnarelli (trumpet), Jerry Tomlinson (drums), Peter Hearth (piano), Tony Green (sax) and many others who are not named here. Here are videos of my soloing over 2 Metheny tunes (James / Unity Village) , a guitar solo on the Metheny tune called Lakes and another one over Lone Jack . These videos are not the best quality as it was taken with my camera's mpg function.
I'm an ex biker (I sold my crotch rocket) so some would not call me a biker anymore, but I'm still tougher than a bed of nails.