The rain in Atlanta started the day we moved to Tybee. And it didn’t stop until a 500-year flood had inundated the metro area. The yard at the house Melissa left behind became a lake. Luckily the water didn’t make it more »
Author: Thomas
No Flood This Time (a demo)
I have written only a few of what I call apocalyptic songs. This is one of them. (After writing another one, I suggested to a friend who writes little else that we do a series of gigs billed as “Apocaloopsa!”) more »
Carry You Away (a demo)
You may have noticed that some of my songs are religious or spiritual in nature. Even more songs, though less overt, use allusions to a power greater that ourselves. In fact, I am often surprised at how often such allusions more »
Like a Lover (a demo)
Clichés are death to good writing in any form. Songs, speeches, essays, newspaper articles, short stories or movies scripts. (I try like crazy to avoid them like the plague at all costs.) Still, it’s hard to write a love song more »
Late Last Night (a demo)
This song offers a twist of sorts. A tease, perhaps. The first verse could be the beginning of a love ballad; of how time stood still when the singer first saw his one true love. Only in the second verse’s more »
Getaway Smile (a demo)
John Wynn, a fellow musician who liked my song “The Girl with an Accidental Memory,” suggested I write one about someone with a make-believe memory. In other words, maybe what was remembered happened; maybe it didn’t. And more »