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

This is the song “Jaguar” from my 2004 release “Practical Hypnotism”

Jaguar

The fruits of a Catholic (or Jewish) upbringing… you always want what’s bad for you.

(rhyming ‘tats’ with ‘cats’ made my day)

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