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come to me

An upbeat song about the empty times. The yearning to be filled, which makes our lives vibrant, requires that emptiness.

This song is part of an ongoing theme of songs that can be interpreted either romantically or spiritually - as serenade or bhajan. This one leans toward the spiritual, as I’d been spending time sitting with a statue of Shiva given me by a friend’s family’s Indian guru, and reading devotional Shaivite poetry. But relationship emptiness and spiritual emptiness are different sides of the same coin, and the desire to have that emptiness filled in - now! - is the same desire.

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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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