This is a tune from a musical I was working on over ten years ago, tentatively titled Apocalypse DC. In this song, the crooked CEO of a political analyst firm (and his lackeys) pitch their services to an up-and-coming politician.
Please understand that the views of the characters are not my views.
This original song, mixing Middle Eastern and Southern rock styles, was written to a hypothetical girl and boy in the metaphorical doomed city of Babylon from the Apocalypse of St. John. It’s an artistic take on a licentious era coming to an end.
This is one of my spiritual songs, and probably one of the earliest. I believe I wrote this in the early to mid 1990s and finally recorded it around 2000.
This is an original alt rock song I wrote c. 1999, thus the style. I hope you enjoy! If you do, please like on YouTube (where the likes count) and share!
Yes, I’ve been putting up a lot of song lyrics videos lately. I’m trying to get everything I have in audio on YouTube, so bear with me. This one is an alt rock tune about sticking to it. I hope you enjoy!
This song has an unusual story behind it. It started as a standard love song, but it took a metaphorical turn after I wrote the line: “Like Milton’s Lucifer, my hell is never knowing your love.”
I decided to rework the tune as a love song from the fallen angel to God, with double-entendres in the lines “There will be no one but you” and “I can never make it up to you.” The mentions of stars also took on new meaning, as the angels were identified with stars in early Jewish religion, with Lucifer as the fallen “morning star.”
I also consider No One to be one of the more beautiful pieces I’ve written, particularly in the denouement. I hope you enjoy it.
I’m not sure if this is a country parody or a straight-up country remix, but it’s an original song I wrote to explore country music’s idiosyncratic plays on words. Enjoy!
Yeah, I know that’s a heavy title. I only styled it that way because I took the song very seriously when I wrote it earlier this century. I wanted something mythic and epic, something that captured the intensely tragic nature of the relationship of two people tied together by slavery, in the sense of Booker T. Washington (who grew up within a mile of where I grew up in West Virginia) when he said, “You can’t hold a man down without staying down with him.” Continue reading →