• Children Of The Moment

    CHILDREN OF THE MOMENT
    June 30th- July 1st,1983 2: 00 a.m. – 4: 30 a.m.

    Children of the moment, everywhere you look,... more »

  • Erosion (Yesterday's Dreams) .

    EROSION
    June –August 1983

    Obviously, buoyed and happier than the last song. This song always seemed to be to be a Neil Young song. If I could do the voice, that’s how I would sing it.... more »

  • From Within

    FROM WITHIN (song from a cloud)

    Joni saw the clouds from both sides,
    But did she see them from within?... more »

  • Isn'T It Strange

    Isn't is strange, the way we change?
    The words are different but the.... song's the same.
    When we're young, life is fun.
    We aren't tied down, we've got, time to run.... more »

  • My Umbrella

    MY UMBRELLA
    September 20,1983

    In the midst of falling rain, I find I’m not falling.... more »

  • Poetess (An Honest Song)

    POETESS (An Honest Song)

    This song was written for Nancy Wilson of the band Heart.
    I was a big fan of their early music.... more »

  • Resurrection

    RESURRECTION
    April 7 – 14th,1983 with Sam Carvello... more »

  • Rose Petal Pool

    ROSE PETAL POOL
    August 1983

    Sounds of laughing waters in my thought,... more »

  • Streams Of Desire

    STREAMS OF DESIRE

    This, like so many of the others, is so much more effective, if one can hear the music as well. The ethereal start, with breaks between stanzas for melodic development, gradually build into a crescendo of acoustic guitars, and then...............
    The chorus, 'No amount of rain', begins the 'NO AMOUNT OF VOLUME'. is enough for the rocking finish.... more »

  • Tell The Lighthouse Keeper

    A circle drawn upon the paper; Is that a goal, for a sad man?
    Another line upon my forehead; is that the wage, for knowing?
    Knowing that, you can never own a woman’s love.
    No matter what, you can never call all the shots.... more »

  • Through Blackest Night

    THROUGH BLACKEST NIGHT
    June? 1983

    Through the depths of blackest night, I wandered.... more »

  • Whitby Cruise

    WHITBY CRUISE

    Six o’clock Sunday morning,
    Falling asleep at the wheel.... more »