I had a startlingly delicious conversation with a client of mine a few days ago.

It came up that, in a previous (& presumably interstitial) life, he had been an active & working musician, a percussionist.

The CD is taking shape, slow_ww^ww_wwly. Workin' on it. For now I've posted some lyrics and chords. More to come. Looks like end of January 2005 at this point.

You’ve heard this once before
the sound of a slamming door
You hear nothing at all
as the door becomes a wall

I don't care much for elections. I'm loathe to throw out the baby of politics with the bathwater of centralized government, so I'm pursuing politics by other means (apologies to Von Clausewitz).

ra-ra-raaaaa

           rain from the sun

ra-ra-raaaaaa

           raining photons

[I'm pretty sure this is the first song I ever wrote. I was 16.]

living with the fireflies
feel surrounded by a million eyes
everything that grows someway dies