I’m not a singer. I’m not a skilled piano player. I’m not a songwriter. I don’t play guitar – not really. But I like music and I love words.
Holy, Holy, Holy (audio) I’m guessing I was 8 when I recorded myself singing this one. My oldest brother was kind enough to digitize it and send it to me.
Can’t Find the Words (audio) From the spring of ’96 when my soon-to-be-fiance lived far away in Oklahoma and I was alone with a guitar, wishing for less distance between us
Silently (audio) So my brother told me that a bunch of musicians were taking part in a challenge to write and record an entire album during the month of February. He gave me a similar challenge on a smaller scale – we each wrote and recorded a song in February. Here’s mine.
(the words)
Your Cousin Jenny (audio) I was kind of on a roll, after my February song turned out a lot better than I expected. I kind of like songs that come completely from the writer’s imagination.
(the words)
coming-soon-i-hope! “A Love Song” (audio)
also-coming-soon-but-what-good-are-they-to-you-without-the-melody? (the words)
