I write folk songs and record them at home in Waco. Acoustic guitar, banjo, mandolin, and whatever the computer can be talked into. Bitwig Studio doing most of the lifting on the production side. Some of it is just me and a microphone. Some of it pretends to be a band. I started playing guitar in my twenties. A bitter classical player named Terry in Sunnyvale, California taught me chords. First record I ever made was a CD of covers and one original called "Tullamore Dew," tracked on a Boss BR-532. That was a long time ago. I still have the BR-532 somewhere.

Townes Van Zandt is on my shoulder — "Sometimes the shape I'm in won't let me go." John Prine is on my chest — "Fry me some porkchops and forgive my sins." Birthday October 10, same as Prine. Not a coincidence I dwell on, but I'll take it. I quit my software job in April 2021 and have been making music seriously since. House Wine on Monday nights in Austin is where most of these songs got tried out first. Songs are usually about people. They're named in the credits where it matters.