Here In Kansas
Second annual solo writing week, this time in a Kansas tiny-house with a creek under the porch: Song Exploder on the drive up, a fox-eared host, and a new song built from listening to spring like a record.…
America 2020
On Election Day 2020 I rewrote Simon & Garfunkel’s “America” verse by verse—the same road-trip frame, a much darker 2020 mirror—after reading Daniel Levitin on songs that force us to humanize instead of demonize.…
Farewell Finland
Closing the Finland arc: stillness, birch pancakes, risky solo drives, and recordings that picked up room reverb, riverbed hiss, and stomps on pine floors—cheap therapy with a metronome.…
Letting Go
I’m a ’90s-alt kid; *Letting Go* arrived before the summit hike, channeling the same hunger for a vision-quest release that Superunknown and Frogstomp once wired into my teenage brain.…
We Can't Back Down Now
Another cabin night with 2019 bruises still fresh: chords that matched the strain became *We Can’t Back Down Now*—a love letter to my wife about staying in the fight without losing the blessings.…
The Observer
First full morning in Finland, Minnesota: coffee overlooking the Baptism River, suet for the birds, and a new song, *The Observer*, built from listening to the thaw as if it were a record.…