December has a way to make you get a little perplexed.

December Comes

Recorded as a simple acoustic guitar and voice recording in my backyard with some street noise.  A cover version of Steve Miller's amazing "Fly Like An Eagle".

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

I wanna fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
'Til I'm free
Oh, Lord, through the revolution

Feed the babies
Who don't have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin' in the street
Oh, oh, there's a solution

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
'Til I'm free
Fly through the revolution

Fly Like An Eagle

With the tragic wildfires in Los Angeles, I decided to write a song about it and the results of climate change.  It was written on ukulele and then tracks were added.

(C) Graphisound 2025

“Ashes in the Air”

The city wakes in a choking haze,
Mountains burn in a fiery blaze.
The dry winds howl through the canyon’s bones,
Turning lives to ash, leaving hearts alone.

The skies are painted an angry red,
Dreams dissolve where the flames have spread.
Smoke hangs heavy, the earth’s despair,
The price we pay for poisoned air.

(Chorus)
Ashes in the air, sorrow in the skies,
The winds are raging, a planet cries.
Destruction rolls on the breath of change,
A world in ruins, fierce and strange.

Once green valleys now blackened scars,
The night glows bright with the light of stars.
But these stars aren’t distant, they burn too near,
A warning shouted for all to hear.

Homes are crumbled, the forests weep,
A restless fury that will not sleep.
We fed the fire with careless hands,
Now we’re watching the fall of lands.

(Chorus)
Ashes in the air, sorrow in the skies,
The winds are raging, a planet cries.
Destruction rolls on the breath of change,
A world in ruins, fierce and strange.

The earth remembers, the fault is clear,
Centuries of greed brought us here.
Can we rewrite this burning page,
Or be swept away in nature’s rage?

The flames don’t lie, they tell the truth,
A message written in stolen youth.
The oceans rise, the deserts spread,
The balance broken, the future bled.

But in the embers, hope still glows,
In every heart that fights and knows:
It’s not too late to shift the tide,
To heal the wounds and turn the ride.

(Chorus)
Ashes in the air, sorrow in the skies,
The winds are raging, a planet cries.
But if we listen, we still can mend,
And bring this nightmare to an end.

The winds still whisper, the earth still pleads,
For love, for care, for human deeds.
Ashes may fall, but hope can rise,
If we learn to see through clearer skies.

Ashes In The Air

A ukulele cover of the fantastic Grateful Dead song Unbroken Chain written and sung by bassist Phil Lesh with the assistance of poet Bobby Petersen on the Mars Hotel album.

whoa, unbroken chain
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane
Listening for the secret, searching for the sound
But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds
Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why
They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try
Roll you down the line, boy, drop you for a loss
Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross
November and more, as I wait for the score
They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door
A slow winter day, a night like forever
Sink like a stone, float like a feather
Whoo!
Lilac rain, unbroken chain, song of the sawhet owl
Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, listening to the winds howl
Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, unbroken chain of shy and sea
Unbroken chain of the western wind, unbroken chain of you and me
La-la, la-la-la
La, da-da, la, da-da-doo
La-la-la, la
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Unbroken Chain

A day living under the Orange Menace hellbent on killing us all

Surviving evil

Taste The Wine

Wine Is So Fine

A ukulele cover of the fantastic song by Simon and Garfunkal "America" recorded in my back patio with occasional traffic noise going by.  It seemed fitting.

America

A cover on uke with other instruments of the amazing song "Going To California" recorded initially in my backyard with street noise

Going to California

Weirdo

Multi-instrumentalist that composes and records mostly original music as well as video and animation production.  Like if you like the tracks and make me want to be here.

Instruments include keyboards, guitar (electric and acoustic), mandolin, banjo, bass, percussion, ukulele, drums as well as voice. Music genres range from jazz to folk to punk to World to classical.

Wine Is So Fine

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