Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
Light and sound come gently in
Sunday morning now begins
Bookmark dreams on the pillow ‘til tomorrow
Footsteps creaking down the stairs
Coffee wafting in the air
Leave a cup on the nightstand, make it seem unplanned

Drifting in and out ‘til she comes around
And says, “Hey you, what time is it?”
There’s no hurry to get out of bed
It might be the middle of the afternoon
There’s no meaning in the word ‘soon’ today

Many more will come to pass
And they will go by just as fast

Sunday Morning

Trying to tell stories throughout dance music, in the same time tries to place a person inside another world of eternity.

Sunday Morning

Adam Tell