Hi.  Bass/Guitar - Alex Kercheval. Everything else - me. Recorded in 2015.

My Mix

Vinca

Video; https://youtu.be/bYPsEd-WOQs?si=G8UxFbMa2avMsGUQ

Song written because of an observation I made of so many grandparents raising young children. Originally written for a friend to sing in the vein of John Mellencamp. He had done an excellent version of one of Mellencamp's songs.
I'll link to it as soon as I find it.
Sadley, my singer friend got sick and passed away. 
So, I was forced to do the vocal.

Grandma's got the baby

Grandma's Got The Baby

Too Much Fun

One death by a lover’s hand
One death by a jealous husband
One death typically will do
But one death ain’t enough for you
Wrecked and ruined, forever doomed
One death. One death.

One death suspicious circumstances
One death illegal substances
One death is ten too few
One death ain’t enough for you
Endless misery for all your cruelty
One death. One death.

And just when you think it ends
Another death and another death again and again and again and again
One death. One Death.

One death amidst a fevered dream
One death in the waters deep
One death, the debt’s come due
One death ain’t enough for you 
All the cash you’ve accrued won’t do no good, it won’t do no good.
One death.

And just when, you think it ends
Another death and another death
Here it comes here it comes again and again. Again and again.

One death nobody saw it coming
One death happened all a sudden
One death, dead through and through
One death ain’t enough for you
Last words memorized. All of it lies, all of it…

One death by a lover’s hand
One death by a jealous husband
One death typically will do.
One death ain’t enough for you.

One Death (Ain't Enough For You)

Tenderly (George Shearing Style)  Valérie Laurent (17 years old)

Einstein

I’m tired of being the nice guy. I’m tired of being the fool.
I’m tired of doing the right thing. I’m tired of all these rules.
I’m tired of being a good sport. I’m tired of towing the line.
I’m tired of people taking from me what I thought was rightfully mine.

I try to listen to my inner voice but the music’s always playing too loud.
I try to go my own way but I get lost in the crowd.
But the world keeps on turning and I don’t know where it’s trying to go.
And my heart, my heart keeps on yearning cause what I’m searching for I don’t know.
Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know. Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know.

I’m tired of all these advertisements telling me what I need.
I’m tired of people saying to me that I’m never goanna succeed.
I’m tired of listening to bad advice that I did not solicit.
I’m tired of people telling me that my behavior is illicit.

I try to listen to my inner voice but the music’s always playing too loud.
I try to go my own way but I get lost in the crowd.
But the world keeps on turning and I don’t know where it’s trying to go.
And my heart, my heart keeps on yearning cause what I’m searching for I don’t know. Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know. Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know.

I try to listen to my inner voice but the music’s always playing too loud.
I try to go my own way but I get lost in the crowd.
But the world keeps on turning and I don’t know where it’s trying to go.
And my heart, my heart keeps on yearning cause what I’m searching for I don’t know.
 Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know. 
 Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know. 
 Cause what I’m searching for I don’t know.

Tired

wistful old fashioned

Strawberry Jam

Release Me

Where are you tonight?
I wanna be there too, if you’d like
You’re probably sitting on the boulder 
taking pictures of the sky - 
the way she looks at you, like I need to
Tonight 

Where are you tonight?
Probably somewhere in the desert 
dancing barefoot in the silence 
Come on, take a picture 
Let me get in the frame
Babe, fuck the fame
Let me pull another string 
On you

I wanna where you like a shroud
Wrap you around my skin
But the best that I’ve got 
Is a pillow and some pot
And the thought that I’ll see you 
again and again and again
Sometime

Wherever you go tonight,
Don’t forget the picture of your smile
Take another of your bare naked skin to send to me
No, don’t forget the star
Stuck on your nether parts 
Just let me in

T’es où, ce soir ?
Qu’on puisse être ensemble 
Les étoiles, elles te regardent
Comme je te veux, oui toi -
Je dis bonsoir 
Les cieux, ils parlent pour moi - 
Pourquoi?

Tu sais - il y a des choses que je ne peut pas dire dans ma langue
Que ni l’anglais ni le français peuvent vraiment dire exprès 
Mais voilà
J’essaie

Prends la photo, prends la photo, prends la photo
Prends la photo, pour moi

Tu me manques 
Que tu me manques

J’attend ta voix

Au revoir

prends la photo

Blender and Chirp is my current indie project.  I'm here to just try to improve and to listen to what other independent musicians create. "In My Lifetime" , “Routine" and “That Dam Song” were written and sang by my friend Travis Houghton.  Those along with a few of my songs are from our band called "Quite the Softie".