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This is one of literally dozens of kiss-off songs I wrote for this one girl. We kept
1984. Death squads and slaughter in El Salvador, Guatemala, Honduras... genocide against inconvenient indigenous peoples, murder of labor workers, missionaries,
Ah, love. Sorry-backsided, wrong-headed, stupid love. Maybe you've never loved that way. Maybe you have. Me, unlike the guy in
As far as I can figure the lyrics to this song (writing them and investing them with meaning
I wasn't so sure this song would ever see the public light of day. First of all, it's premised
One thing led to another. I had to write a song for a girl named Michelle as part of the
It's been a long time since I've fallen in love drifting around in a rowboat. But it's a nice
The Winter Solstice on 21 December will mean A Year of Songs has passed its first season -- AYoS started
It was warm today and it's going to be warm tomorrow, in the 80s or even 90s,
I guess every 22 year old singer-songwriter goes through a phase of writing about being a broken down middle-aged man.
This sardonic cautionary tale joins my earlier opus to dangerous dancing, "The Slam" (as yet unpresented on AYoS). One of
If you've ever made love in a hayloft -- or tried -- you probably realize that the reason such scenes
Who among us can resist the temptation to get maudlin and morose on Christmas Eve? And what can be sadder
Baby was the ultimate be-careful-what-you-wish-for present. A pretty little Pandora's gift box of trouble that any red blooded young man
You wouldn't know it to look at me, now, but I used to run with the art damage
Like several other early works from my 'suitcase of songs' this song bears sign of neither my discerning and subtle
