Songs of love

Sometimes I write about love and music, and the magical times and places between the two.

These stories were first published on Medium in A Longing Look - Love Letters to Lyrics.

I shook the hand of time and I knew

I shook the hand of time and I knew

Everybody sees you’re blown apart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart

This Snowflake's an Avalanche

This Snowflake's an Avalanche

And the wheat fields explode into gold.

And the wheat fields explode into gold.

The chair next to you's free

The chair next to you's free

I have fallen in the forest. Did you hear me?

I have fallen in the forest. Did you hear me?

Linda ballet.jpg — A love letter to America. And to Linda, wherever I may find her.

I always knew that I’d fall in love with an American girl. Growing up, nearly every song I ever loved told me clearly and unequivocally that an American girl would take and break my heart.
“The barefoot girl, sitting on the hood of a Dodge, drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain.”