This project grew from the same impulse that led me to reimagine Für Elise— an urge to hear the familiar through different light. While working within the textures of Middle Eastern and flamenco expression, I found The Flower Duet transforming into something new: gentler in tone, yet rich in pulse and movement.

What emerged blends classical grace with Arabian warmth—strings and subtle percussion tracing the spaces between the notes we all recognize. It may not follow the rules that purists hold dear, but it keeps their beauty intact while letting them drift somewhere quieter, more reflective.

Like my earlier works, this collection unfolds in multiple moods and colors. Some versions feel festive, some pensive, others simply still. Each carries a small piece of that tension between restraint and release. I hope one of them settles into your own listening space and stays a while.

Enjoy.

The Flower Duet · Reimagined · Deep and Resonant · Bittersweet Procession

Christmas on the county line. 🎄🔥

Two small towns, one long string of lights, bonfire cracklin’, red dirt boots and a whole lot of twang.

Wrote this for the folks who spend the holidays on back roads with friends, family, and whoever shows up by the fire. If you’ve ever two-stepped under a cold sky with a cheap drink in your hand, this one’s for you.

Let me know where you’re listenin’ from and if you’ve got your own “county line” Christmas spot. 🤠

Christmas on the County Line

[Verse 1]
Out past the fields where the fence lines meet  
There’s a gravel road off the old main street  
Both town names on the same green sign  
That’s where we throw down Christmas time  

[Pre-Chorus]
Half your town, half of mine  
All mixed up at the county line  

[Chorus]
It’s Christmas on the county line  
Two small towns, one long string of lights  
Bonfire cracklin’, your hand in mine  
Red dirt hummin’ to that old guitar  

We pass that bottle and we pass the time  
Whiskey carolin’ with that twang just right  
World’s sittin’ still, it ain’t a Silent Night  
Spendin’ Christmas on the county line  

[Verse 2]
Old man Bobbitt’s got his fiddle out  
Kids play tag in the smoke and shout  
Your little sister’s pourin’ hot chocolate cups  
Granny’s dog snatchin’ all the marshmallows up  

[Pre-Chorus]
Your hands on my shoulders when the band kicks in  
We spin ‘round in that firelight glow  
You say, “Best dang Christmas I’ve ever known”  
Just dirt-road joy in the fire we made  

[Chorus]
It’s Christmas on the county line  
Two small towns, one long string of lights  
Bonfire cracklin’, your hand in mine  
Red dirt hummin’ to that old guitar  

We pass that bottle and we pass the time  
Whistlin’ tunes to our “Holy Night”  
We’re the needle on this record tonight  
Spendin’ Christmas on the county line  

[Bridge]
Someday we might move to some big bright place  
High-rise windows and a faster pace  
But every year when December rolls back ’round  
We’ll hear that fire, feel that small-town sound  

So if you’re lost and lookin’ for a sign  
There’s room for you at the county line  
Follow that glow where the dust kicks up  
We’ve got a spot by the flames and a solo cup  

[Final Chorus]
It’s Christmas on the county line  
Two small towns, one long string of lights  
Bonfire cracklin’ on a chilly night  
Red dirt boots under a neon sky  

Hot toddy cozy, hearts full of cheer  
Nobody worried ’bout a closin’ time  
Yeah, peace comes easy tonight  
When it’s Christmas  
On the county line  

[Outro]
Just an old dirt road, a fire, and your hand in mine…  
I love this Christmas, yeah,  
Christmas, mmm-hmm,  
On the county line.


Christmas on the County Line

Quick cover version, an all time favourite

Wichita Lineman

DJ Rascal - Orient-Express

Now for something completely different! 

"Slightly Acidic" is more foray into some acid inspired techno beats at 135 BPM. 

Slightly Acidic

ORIGINAL SONG BY: 
Mind.In.A.Box (It’s So Good to See You Again)

[Verse 1]
Night, glistening face, 
peered across the great ocean

Her black hair blowing in the warm breeze
Her fair skin bathed in warm sunlight
She stood on the beach in wait

She smiled with the sincere happiness of a child
As she knelt down on the beach to feel the clean sands between her hands
The tiny grains passed between her fingers
The soft waves gently crashed against the shore

[Chorus]
A beautiful day
And a beautiful night

[Verse 2]
Said the man behind her
With that, the sun faded into the moon
And it's pale light lit the beach in a surreal hue
Night leapt to her feet and embraced the man without hesitation

[Chorus]
It's so good to see you again

[Verse 3]
It's been far too long
I wish we had more time to catch up
But I'm afraid
The situation is escalating fast

[Verse 4]
Night's expression turned to that of a professional
As she stepped back and stood attentively

We have a traitor in our midst!
Someone has given my designs
To the agency,
To the agency!

[Verse 5]
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world

[Verse 6]
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world

[Chorus]
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry, as you know
Only those with a free mind
Can use the device to enter the dream world, the dream world
Not to worry,
Only those with a free mind!

DREAMWORLD (MIB-CYTH COVER)

I Want You To Be Happy

Ed Buryn noted this message into his tape recorder (published in mid 1970s): 
Off The Tape CHACO CANYON RUINS
"Built and occupied hundreds of years before Columbus. Left by thousands of inhabitants when Europe was in the dark ages. 800 rooms in a lovely canyon lost in the vastness of the southwest. There was originally a stand of ponderosa and pinon pines in the canyon, and the Indians chopped down all the trees for roof beams inside the houses. When the trees were gone, the land wouldn't hold water any longer and they were faced with drought ... the entire site had to be abandoned. It's the same thing we're faced with now on a world-wide basis, except of course that we have nowhere else to go."
. 
These words inspired the lyrics and the music of my track.

chaco canyon

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Mac Quayle - madame3xecutioner (TransparentMind's Fun Society Mix)

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

The Flower Duet · Reimagined · Deep and Resonant · Bittersweet Procession

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