Excerpt from the live improvised accompaniment of Liina Tael's amazing Yin Yoga class in Berlin. 

YogaClassImprovLoop

A demo from my series of covert, unheard experiments cooked up in my Dark Pop laboratory in Berlin over the last few years. 

Grattitude

Warm-up session of improvised looping, getting ready for Ronny's Yoga Class and Ecstatic Dance Berlin. Dedicated to my father Alvin, who turns 80 tomorrow!! Love you Al!!

80 Years in Autumn

Back in the day when it was one little mono pedal and I was playing WAY more guitar.

Old Loop Medley

New Loops Medley

The sound a bell makes when it is not struck

Unstruck

Chain reaction, domino cars in tracks
Got a message, they called it whiplash
On the way in a cabriolet
We made it…..to the Spring

So hot so cold, it carried me to a place
No liquid or Pill ever begins to taste  
It's not too late to remember the day
We found it…..at the Spring

On the hill, take me up the side
In the valley, float awake and wide
See your face, at dawn on the day
We felt it…..at the Spring

Bare and breathing, my burden left behind
The waters to touch the soaking inside
I don't need to try anymore
I just leave an open door

Chain reaction, so dry like a match
Got a message, now turned all to ash
Oh the day the fire took away…
It's not to late to remember the day…
And it's not too soon to dream of the day…

We find it,
We feel it,
We love it…..at the Spring

At The Spring: Memorial and Hope for Harbin

The Drop

Got a surprise FedEx delivery...a very late birthday present. And wow what a gift. The Ibanez Artcore Expressionist. With friends like this, who needs anything else? This is the first jam I did with it. Thank you (you know who you are).

November Gift

I swore I would finish all my unfinished tracks, whatever the genre, whether they get released or not. This is my first since making the commitment. Not really mastered yet.
Lyrics:
Up here, I wake alive. And I take water slides
down the wall, to decide if every single love stays
for the ride
And the years, like a tail, wag me around I forget they're mine
They are mine, so sly and warm, hot if I try to force
Push it all away

For the Ride

Better forget ancient Gods
Crow courageous, edges gone
Throw the pain you stole
Upon the fire, crusted gold
Pass the glowing light
I need it in my eyes
To see the Bee King, Hollow John
(honest to John, it's safe. 
I'll get on and pay 
the cost of our last game
honest to John it's safe)

The Bee King

Unearthed this old chestnut and added some backing vocals. Wrote and recorded the guitar and vox in maybe 2012...and then totally forgot about it.

If you put acorns
Into the stew
You'll never forget me
Remembering you

If you put all our 
gods into one
You will be betting
The setting sun

Potions and prayers and desperate cares
Will never keep us together
I'll never plant enough, you'll never grant all the wishes
I wept and the weather
The weather I wake up and go 

Pour me some raindrops
Look at the sky
You won't forget it
So don't even try

Sleep for amnesia
Wake with a smile
We're only human
At least for a while

Mantras and mirrors and powerful seers
Will never keep us together
I'll never break enough, you'll never fix all the worries
I wept and the weather
The weather I wake up and go

Potions and prayers and desperate cares
Will never keep us together
I'll never plant enough, you'll never grant all the wishes
I wept and the weather
The weather I wake up and go

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