Like most blues songs, a constant work in progress.

Also like a river, constantly changing but always whole.

I'm sometimes up and sometimes down, but I still know I'm heavenly bound.

It's somewhere in between just waking up and fading into sleep

She bid me take life east, as the grass grows on the weirs.

It's easy to get caught up in intangible angst, to feel caught in between two separate infinities, with only fleeting moments of clarity... Gotta learn to slow down and relax, these songs help.

Quit ramblin' quit gamblin', quit stayin out late at night.

Wobbly Roots

Listening to Mississippi John Hurt on my front porch got me in the mood to build something real special, so i gathered some old redwood branches and came out with a bedside table.

Says young man come go with me, down beside the deep blue sea

Out of death comes new life.

Can't quite shake the wanderlust