One day, close to Mother’s Day, I suggested I might cover a song of my mom’s choosing. I meant, like, to learn and perform one time. She thought I meant to record. A misunderstanding I knew could lead me down a path that ended in her getting jack squat from her son, but one I thought it cheesy to correct. What the heck, I still know how to record things, maybe! A month later, feeling the old familiar sensation of quicksand around my ankles, I extended the same offer to my dad. He sent me a list of songs; the end result, I am positive, of hours upon HOURS spent on the iTunes store, which he still uses. I’m pretty sure you must defeat the Capra Demon to purchase anything on there these days though.
Anyway, [REDACTED] later, here is what I did, or the part of it I felt like sharing. I never envisioned this as a place to post my music, but I also didn’t think there would be any music to post, and to the extent this website exists for any reason at all anymore, it might as well be that.