"Too Many Cooks" Arranged for Fingerstyle Guitar
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"Too Many Cooks" Arranged for Fingerstyle Guitar
Here's a drawing that I made yesterday.
A fear submitted by Mount for deep dark fears.
Incredible! Fingerpicking!
"I Love You Don't Touch Me!" by The Bonelli Family
This is a fun song that I wrote. Check out the fancy fingerpicking and inventive percussion!
okay xeni i will
This is a song I wrote while watching a bunch of Orson Welles movies over the past few weeks. I think it's pretty, but what do I know?
William McKinley died on this day in 1901. Much like James K. Polk, McKinley was a very important yet somewhat obscure president, largely forgotten by most people but regarded highly by modern day historians as a successful expansionist and an overall good leader. So here's the basic rundown: McKinley was a friend of big business, a nice guy (even after getting shot, he pleaded with an angry mob not to harm his assassin), and the man who got us through the Spanish-American War. But forget all that crap. The real reason I will always love William McKinley is because he was crazy enough to appoint the "damned cowboy" Theodore Roosevelt as his Vice-President, paving the way for the greatest presidency ever.
Here's a recent live performance of my McKinley song at Arlene's Grocery.
On this day in 1901, vice-president Theodore Roosevelt used the phrase "speak softly and carry a big stick" for the first time during a speech in Minnesota. A few days later, an assassin made him the 26th President of the United States.
Here's a drawing I made a while back:
Happy Birthday Barack Obama. I wrote the first part of this song (0:00-0:23) way back in 2006, while sitting outside of the Jacobson Faculty Tower at SUNY New Paltz. I was trying to impress/get the attention of a cute female acquaintance of mine that was sitting nearby. It didn't work. It never works. The second part of the song was written a couple of years later while I was sitting in bed and watching Jesus Christ Superstar. The song sounded optimistic, and I felt it would be a good album-closer, so that's why I named it after our current president.
This song is called GodBreath.
I think it's pretty.
Here's another song that I wrote. It's in a weird tuning and requires THREE CAPOS to play. THREE!!!! Please do your best to ignore all the creepy mugging I do throughout this performance. I'm actually quite fond of this song, but my roommate thinks it's awful. Maybe he's right. I can't tell anymore.
Here I am performing my Open Mic routine. The camera starts off a little shaky. I apologize.
I don't really know what I'm doing on this site or why I have a Tumblr account. I'm just going to post videos of myself playing the guitar. Here's a song a wrote on a broken guitar that I found in the street a few years ago. The title refers to a flavor of rice pudding from Rice to Riches, my favorite novelty rice pudding restaurant.
Calvin Coolidge was the only president with a birthday on the 4th of July. It's only appropriate that our most quiet and reserved president (his nickname was "Silent Cal") was born on a holiday that involves people drunkenly blowing shit up and being as loud as possible.
This album’s very hard to find now.
Crumbs, left to right: Jesse, Maxon, Robert
Then a drawing of Maxon, done by Jesse