In the heart of Mars' red city
The ambient sound is so pretty
A sonic landscape that's oh so pretty
The hum of machines and the buzz of life
Makes me feel so alive

Mars' red city

The Screaming Seamen

Seagull surprised me with this lovely song as a gift for my 70th birthday, featuring his playing on acoustic guitar, and likening our friendship and musical comradery to a "walk in the morning dew".  I was beyond honored:)  Then the thought occurred to him, "what if Ed, Dan, Peter, and David joined me on my walk?"  Peter's words set the stage comparing our friendship (and lasting friendship in general) to fine gold "hewn from so much more than mere common ground"  Ed's gorgeous electric guitar defines the melody, Dan's synths and Clara's vocals add depth and emotion, and I get to decorate an already beautiful production in the left and right channels.  It is now a magnificent 70th birthday gift, enriched by my musical bond and friendship with these fine artists, and one I want to share with you dear listener.  Be blessed as you walk with us "in the morning dew":) 
More of their amazing music can be found here:
Seagull: @farout-music-studio
Peter: soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Dan-DT: @dan-t-3
Ed Cunningham: @westtracksmusic
Seagull has also created a lovely video to celebrate our walk together and invite you to join us there: www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDbapIXADdg
Peter's introductory poem:
A tempered bond of ether gold forged from trust in seeming kin
Blenched of ore hewn from so much more than mere common ground
Metallicised, a like of kind that cannot tarnish, ne’er to rust, it’s strength, atomic, set within
And so my grateful thoughts are due, my friend, to you, as one where empathy is ever found
To crystallise a state of mind as if from walks in morning dew as bright new days begin.

A Walk In Morning Dew (Seagull, Ed Cunningham, Dan-DT, Peter, and David)

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

Inside

this is southern style Blues.
Gene Jumper, Bluff City Blues,( Original )-- Music By: Keitonie

Bluff City Blues

Bluff City Blues # 20, Gene Jumper,  ( Original) Music By: Keitonie

I've just about finished the Foundation project now. In the far future, humanity has forgotten the location of the "home" planet. Asimov cleverly weaves intrigue and danger into the search for an almost mythological planet.
The guitar parts were played on a Gibson Memphis 335.

(In Search of) The Lost Earth

UnBoxed April 2024

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Chasing Space

Town

I was reading an article recently where Billy Idol was describing his "California Sober" lifestyle and he provided some perfect lyrics for a piece I had written earlier this year.  Thank you Billy Idol!

https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/billy-idol-california-sober-drug-addiction-1235014040/

Chasing Space

Out of the Box