Monday, August 6, 2012


Colin and I recorded this tune on the porch of a cabin in Phoenicia, NY (yeah, those are real bird chirpings in the background). My apologies to my mom for the language, her least favorite word in the world, but the song is so angry that it just made sense.


  1. Catching up on your blog.... You are wonderful! I didn't take the time to play the videos or listen to the songs, but I love these snapshots of your brain. I bet it was great to see Stephen again; glad things are turning out so well for him.

    And your short post about the coin; hilarious and true.

    Thank you for being you.

  2. Love this! Keep the posts/songs/poems/thoughts coming. We like 'em ;)