My latest song is an adaptation based on the poem “The Man with the Hoe” by Edwin Markham.
A young professional is so obsessive about cleaning that she starts wiping away brand names off packages, surfaces from her apartment and, ultimately…
When her partner is stuck working at home with her, he reveals aspects of himself that make her reevaluate whether or not she actually knows him.
A family at home enjoying the marvels of easy online connectivity encounter a future family who miss the difficult vagaries of real-world experience.
In 1985, I recorded a pop rock song entitled Why Don’t Models Smile? I’ve reinterpreted it a few times since, most recently as a “shoegaze” drone. More iterations will follow, I’m sure.
Two corporate pranksters discover the ultimate scam might be letting their chatbots take over their jobs and spend eternity on videoconferences.
I’ve reinterpreted a song I wrote many years ago; once power-pop, now it’s shoegaze. Here’s a v1 draft:
A scientist and her COVID skeptic husband both confront news from the future that challenges their conceptions of present and past.
I wrote these song lyrics a few years ago and never put them to music. They feel particularly relevant now for a number of reasons.
The pandemic has challenged couples and roommates to reevaluate what they think of their routines and of one another…and of themselves.