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keep rolling down river

A hymn to the inspiration and guidance I feel from flowing water. Five-part a cappella harmony.

I wrote this in the fall of 1995, the morning after having seen the movie Beyond Rangoon. The climax of the movie comes as a group of Burmese refugees is trying to cross a river marking the Thai border. At the time, I was spending some time every day watching the creek near my house.

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as it must be

An offering of peace for the times when life brings pain.

The winter of 1990-91 was rough. People around me were getting hurt in accidents, dying of cancer, committing suicide. I was living out in the country, alone much of the time. read more...

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counting the moon

A happy ode to sitting still.

The title and chorus for this song came to me in early 1990 just after I finished up my previous album, “the flower grandchildren’s quiet transformation.” I knew at that point that it was going to be the title track for my next album, but it wasn’t until two years later, when I had most of the remaining songs for that album written, that I actually got down to writing the verses for this one. During those years I was diligently sitting quietly for a half hour each morning, often accompanied by my cat. It was a nice thing to do. read more...

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miso

A happy a cappella song featuring heavy breathing, chest pounding, and lyrics from the back of a condiment package.

And a true story. Occurred and written down in spring of 1990, recorded by Andrew Rappaport in the “counting the moon” sessions in June 1992 in a few takes, while grinning madly. I never found out what “shinshu honzukuri miso shiro” means, and I hope I never will.

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wind and river

A blessing: May the nature-of-things hold you in the palm of its hand.

My brother Matt was married in July of 1989, and I was his best man. I went on a road trip to Maine with my friend Betsy over the July 4th weekend, and wrote this as a wedding toast along the way. (I remember practicing it outside our tent in a campground.) I sang it at the reception the following week, then recorded it in a few takes after I got home.

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