Lord Byron’s poetry, to me, has always embodied the soul and spirit of Romanticism.
Yes, I read poetry. Yes, I like it.

THERE BE NONE OF BEAUTY’S DAUGHTERS
by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

HERE be none of Beauty’s daughters

With a magic like Thee;

And like music on the waters

Is thy sweet voice to me:

When, as if its sound were causing

The charméd ocean’s pausing,

The waves lie still and gleaming,

And the lull’d winds seem dreaming:

And the midnight moon is weaving

Her bright chain o’er the deep,

Whose breast is gently heaving

As an infant’s asleep:

So the spirit bows before thee

To listen and adore thee;

With a full but soft emotion,

Like the swell of Summer’s ocean.

With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, I thought I would offer the lyrics and chords to the Valentine’s Day song I wrote a couple years ago. If you want to serenade your sweetheart with this song, drop me a line and I will send the chords and lyrics out to you…

Valentine’s Day

(Sculpture is “Two Big Black Hearts” by Jim Dine.

Here are the lyrics and chords, you don’t have to write me to get them:

enjoy! (you have two weeks to learn this if you want to sing it to your sweetheart on V-Day)

3 a.m. at the all night Dunkin Donuts. Some guy at the next table is trying to convince his bleary-eyed friend that Wayne Gretzky is the greatest living sports figure. yada yada yada. That ain’t what life is all about…

Cuppa Joe

Poor Lucille;  she was born with a rocknroll name.

What’s the Deal, Lucille?

This one cuts a little close to the bone, but it just fell out of my head…so I sucked it up and did it. (have I mixed enough metaphors?)

New Person

I don’t remember when  I wrote this. It’s cold out today.

Four Shades   oh, yeah NSFW

I wrote this song about 4 or 5 years ago.  It has been redone. Add, subtract, multiply and divide…

She’s His Parachute

A couple years ago I wrote the lyrics to a song about Stephen Foster, the first American songwriter, who died in a hotel room in New York, alone, with only 38 cents in his pocket. Arch Larizza set the lyrics to music. This is a rather rough scratch version with just my vocal and ukulele.

Thirty-eight Cents

…just for the record….

Play Me

The third track from 2010′s “Better Liar” This one features Arch Larizza on drums and bass and Rev. Willie Deuel on electric guitar.

Dark Circles