(American Trash 2011) The glockenspiel of the Kevin Siebenaler sets the scene of this song. It appears elsewhere, later, on American Trash. But this song belongs to the glock. Kev, the endless supply of ideas and talent, heard exactly what was in my head and laid it down on record. Then, in the wake of Read more

(American Trash 2011) Todd’s mandolin is the star of this particular show. Whatever gold and diamonds he was digging for, he found in endless supply. I did my simple 2-3 chords, Am-C and throw in a G somewhere. Todd took it to the level of record worthy. Words wise, I used to be a huge Read more

(American Trash 2011) I had the riff first. That’s never how it works. I always have some words and then search for the chords. It came together perfectly. I knew the first time I played it for Kevin he was in. He loved the downstrokes and worked in an absolute barn-burner of a drum breakdown Read more

(2011 American Trash) She came in from Kansas on a Friday, or it could have been a Saturday, it’s been a long time. Dave and I were having a party at the place on Hamilton Way. Everyone we thought was anybody was there. She was with Jessica. Jessica was, and still is, a safe place. Read more