i like my toy xylophone

I am not a drummer. Drummers are insanely talented people. There is an unspoken precision mixed with non-thought that is beyond me. Nonetheless. Going to drums is a way to get to a start place of non music think-too-much for me.

and on. improvised fingers on guitar.

It has been a while. Well. That’s ok… right?

So, let’s not worry about how many days missed. Who even cares what the rules might be. I want to get back to the core of this thing as it has evolved:

Music Everyday shall maybe be improvised things… things that come about out of the day. The whole idea for me was/is/shall be that I find joy in making music every day….

and… AND! if it so happens that I share that online… well, great. But I am restating here that this is such a selfish project. It’s for me. Yeah. Oh yeah. Well, kind of. It’s for you. It’s for music, not meant to be a single hand clapping. So.

Here’s the latest.

no fanfare! why? i got busy to post. like a tardy homework here is my assignment. 100 days. a few behind. F-

I am a music intern

live from the corral

I posted the early version of this with beats, I thought the cello part was nice enough to share on its own.

I don’t have a name for this one, it’s just a short thought on piano

Here’s a super rough “song”… I don’t know if it’s that, so much as an idea and letting the lyrics fall out of its pockets to see if there’s anything worth picking up.