For Piano Day 2021. Thanks to the many people who have participated in this event over the past few years and have continuously taught me new ways to appreciate this incredible instrument.

Comfort Sails is the second single from my upcoming meditative instrumental album "Unknow".

Comfort Sails (Piano Day 2021)

From the FGHR album Stationary, recorded October 2005.

Luke Howard – piano
Leonard Grigoryan – guitar

In memory of Lyle Mays 1953-2020.

Barcelone

There's no one here that I can trust
They're either miles away, or stiff with rust
Festering under control
Of this stagnant pool that we call home
There's no way out, there's no way in
We're born into this emptiness
And trust is placed onto our backs
That we'll find our way
We'll draw our maps

And I'm trying
To branch out
But my roots are most of me

I notice things when I'm away
Your microscopic day-to-day
The insignificance of you
There's nothing grand that you say or do
But when I'm gone, there's part of me
That stays behind in your country
With golden light, and the weeping trees
And parasites upon the leaves

And I'm trying
To branch out
But my roots are most of me

You grow outwards, every which way
You don't need my love, but it's yours anyway
And the more I watch, the more I'm okay
If this tangled mess is all we create

And I'm trying
To branch out
But my roots are most of me

Draw Your Map (Work-in-progress)

Connor Howard, Evan Vandenberg, Garrett Vandenberg

The Fates

A Collaborative Project
Each composition was divided into three fundamental parts and equally contributed to by all three collaborators over the course of the month of February 2022.

The Fates

Guac

Project 1

In celebration of Piano Day 2022, here's a slightly stripped-down version of a song from my upcoming full-length instrumental release "Unknow". I hope you enjoy Saturday (Hushed). Happy Piano Day!

Add to your spotify playlist - https://open.spotify.com/album/3bLDMr11yufxlZwYY71lJp?si=a_pT0HHaQfCN31Bs2nlR7A

Saturday (Hushed) - Piano Day 2022

Listen here to the EP Time - https://ampl.ink/bKlmm

One Day

One Day - Debut EP available now on Spotify

Crossed weapons, sleeping of course
but shaped unlike any you've seen before
To travel underneath is one thing
But traveling up above may require a different sort of sight
A path that meets itself is an ill portent indeed
Those who peer sideways know well enough

Great strides move the world
but small steps shouldn't be overlooked
One mystery leads to another
Scrutinizing the belly of the thing will prove useful
Trust yourself. And each other
The solution is always within grasp

The elements do not conspire against you
They have their own desire
When one spies a great peak
the natural inclinations is to begin climbing
The little left-behind... you've decided, then?
A companion for the journey

Yes, communication is the heart of it
The grandest boasts and the tiniest murmurings all have their meaning
Your point is well made. Even the flowers have their stories to tell
Light can be cast anywhere
Take note of it all, render it in line, you'll be glad that you did
You can take the journey home with you

At the bottom of a well, you can only look up
The past is hidden from those who look forward
Those echoes may guide you still. Yes, that's true
For the kind-hearted, a weapon can also be a friend
You're so eager to follow in the her footsteps
But what are you leaving for those who come next?

One can visit the past
but then the memories become contradictory
When the call rings out again
will you let your previous actions cloud your vision?
By claw, by voice... History always rises to meet us

Do they realize it would only be the beginning?
If they cleave themselves free, they would need to find their way anew...

Me? Certainly you can ask
but I cannot provide a good answer
I've no mind for outcomes
Always my vision is too clouded by the present

Only the journey... the now
For myself, that is the purpose
and as far as my sight can see

Alas, from these quaking caves it is past time I made my swift exit
Ours each may be long and winding roads
but I hope you too come to know the many joys upon the road



A Certain Mushroom's Elegy for a Passing World

Garrett Vandenberg