Here is “Failed States,” a new song of piano, talking drum and Gordon Withers’ cello we’ve just finished at Magpie Cage. The song’s story and double entendre refer to collapse in our societies and our relationships to each other. Read more.
Here is “All of Whom I Love,” a song I wrote in Hanoi, Viet Nam and have just recorded with Eamonn Aiken at The Bastille Studio in Arlington, Virginia. Kate Rears provides a cello quintet. I play nylon and steel … Continue reading →
The Elan School taught uncommon insight. But like many institutions of its kind, Elan was frequently accused of abuse. “No One Gets Free” is a new song about resilience and growth. Listen and read more.
“’North Star” is a brief acoustic song about finding our place; a community or purpose. Though that kind of certainty often is an illusion. The goal is merely to search. To undertake our journey, despite hardship and indignities, as completely as … Continue reading →
Here is a new song called “All That’s Left” we’ve just finished recording at the Magpie Cage. It is about working through our conceits and expressing anger, if needed, in order to dream better things. Until love is all that’s left. I … Continue reading →
Today is the solstice; shortest day of the year in the northern hemisphere, longest in the south. In Washington we are celebrating our festivals of lights. I am beginning again a practice of sharing music and ideas. Here for starters is … Continue reading →
Several years’ work has brought us finally to the island of Maui. Twelve nations have sent ministers and delegations here to attempt to conclude negotiations of the Trans-Pacific Partnership. The U.S. government, pressed by business lobbies and their election spending, will ask … Continue reading →
Families crouch around piles of small stones in the dusty hills of Adonkia, outside the West African city of Freetown. Each pile has been broken down from boulders lodged in the hills, which laborers extracted and cracked using fire and … Continue reading →
Descending to lower Belen, the crowded market awakens our senses. Merchants sell roasted worms, chicken feet and pure tobacco. Vultures line the narrow passageways at ground level. This is the hardest part of Iquitos, an Amazon gateway city in Peru. … Continue reading →