Ghosts and other paranormal thingamabobs sometimes entered my head when I was younger, and one day recently, I got a glimmer of something a little odd – nicknamed him “The Disappearing Man”. Also a reference to me losing a lot of weight over the past year or three. There’s also a reference to getting older and becoming more “invisible” in the real world.
I’m playing/singing everything here.

This one is about the incredible beauty and solitude one can find on and around Lake Powell. You can get lost in more ways than one!

Cat gut, cool breezes, and rum cocktails on the beach.

A loopy piano tune… again from night number one, all those decades ago.  lol

Colab with David Mcnair