It was me who had the honor, Jeff. All love & light. Thoughts are with your spirit and family. LOVE

Jeff Humphrey - acoustic guitar, synth, harpsichord
Kenichi Sugihara - bass
William Murphy - guitar
Brian Kantor - drums
Shaun Towey - guitar/vocal


In lieu of flowers, kindly honor Jeff's love of music and consider a donation to www.hungryformusic.org. This group provides instruments to children whose families cannot otherwise afford to purchase them.

THANK YOU

Her Hair

Homayon Shajarian - Jame Gham

Talkie Walkie

Surfing on a Rocket

Walking along the beach looking for coins realizing the world is headed into certain doom.

2025.08.14 (Floating Thru Space Without a Tether)

Real Rock Is Back

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PAUL STANLEY [Nest HQ Premiere]

Tuff Ghosts

Carrie and I wrote this song years ago. When she died I just felt I had to record it. This is only a demo unmixed, we only had a few hours to record it. But the lyrics she wrote with me I think are marvelous. Carrie and I used to stay up til dawn chatting and pontificating about life. They were my best moments. Anyway... we wrote a song about staying up too late and hearing the birds sing. Willow Smith is a prodigal angel and was generous enough to lend her golden voice to this little tune.

Bird Song

Love comes on cat's feet
It circles the corners
It sits by the window and whispers...
'Mine! Your mine! all mine!'

My arm fell asleep
And dreamt it was your arm
Hush lest we break the spell, oh well, oh well..

It's all so wrong
To greet the dawn
The birds sing that awful song saying 
'You don't belong here!'

Bird Song_R2

Convict Pool

Alone Again Or

A late-stage rehearsal straight to cassette for reference. Recorded shortly before going into the studio, probably at John Henry rehearsal rooms. This is Mark on guitar, Lee on drums, and myself on piano and organ (the bass was always addressed in the studio once the basic track was down, which is why it doesn't feature here).
It's best to take the 8 minutes out and listen to the end, preferably in headphones, and in a quiet space,

Eden rehearsal cassette

Once upon a time, Scott Bolasci played in bands. He played side to side with some of the most talented musicians in the NY/NJ area. Over those years he collected many hours of playing time, learning as many instruments from whoever would take the time to share their knowledge. 

Born a drummer, he slowly began playing bass, guitar, keys and anything else that would resonate a sound. After the bands reached their peak, and the desire to hang out in bars became tiresome, he retreated to the woods, where he set up a make-shift home studio and records ideas while watching TV and playing video games.