BLOG: http://wordwulf.com ~nature of wisdom~to travel uphill~foolishness~downhill~must attain~first instance~to understand~the difference~

BLOG: http://wordwulf.com ~Curse of Days~two of my younger brothers paroled from prison to a drug rehabilitation facility~PEER 1~me & the boys packed up our gear & went to play for the inmates~this is a song we wrote specifically for that gig~

BLOG: http://wordwulf.com ~The Highwayman~a man on the road~usually doesn’t have much~in the weigh of money & possessions~what worth is positive energy~vitality of spirit~a predisposition toward hopes & dreams~the hunger & willingness to share them~

BLOG: http://wordwulf.com ~Come Weigh the Night~poor folks aspire to the common ~ just out of reach ~ hunger & failure wear them down ~ they snarl at their children ~ quit bitching ~ you’re alive, aren’t you ~ the answer to that question ~ yes, the one deeper sadness ~ ready to go ~ never begun ~

Original Music: http://wordwulf.com ~Cold Winter Eyes~from the Shadow Danse album~Bloodline~a vision of winter reflected in the eyes of age~the guitarist on this album is my son Tommy~I write and sing the words~he remembers them~I don’t~yet he refuses to sing~I hear his voice~like an echo of my own when we play~I’ve never actually caught him singing~in addition to the guitar work~he does all the mixing down a & finessing our work in his studio~as a father & creative man myself~I am enthralled at his genius~when I first heard this recording I thought he had mixed a harmony track of my own voice into the chorus~my daughter advised me~don’t tell him but no~the voice harmonizing with yours is his~he finally did some singing~(I knew he could)~ but not in front of dad~

~BLOG~ http://wordwulf.com ~Pariah~Rock.com~ http://goo.gl/hsWzB ~do you have any idea~how precious & delicious our garbage is to children of poverty~how much better it tastes than government commodities~have you seen hunger’s children gobble & rush to eat~when mother notices worms crawling the food~that they might consume it~before she takes it away~damn me damn~wish I didn’t understand~

~Day 982~ http://wordwulf.com ~1000 Days~Departure ~Rock.com ~ http://goo.gl/312jE ~standing on the cliffs’ edge~violent waves crashing beneath her~a sea lion dashed against ragged stones~eyes damp~hair blown wind~mourning the creature its death~a bit of something in herself~maudlin she thought~raised her arms~howled~a wounded thing she was~

http://wordwulf.com ~I’m Bound To Ride Again~Rock.com~ http://goo.gl/jTkEk ~three Colorado poor boys & a Les Paul totin’ guitar man from New York~the Fly by Night band~one of our first original songs~an agent heard it when we played the Sabers’ Hotrod Club gig~ Currigan Hall~he had to put the band in the musicians’ union to access our material~the drummer & bass player ran away~I woke up with my face in the mud~now me & my boyz~Shadow Danse~we still play~try not to get too damned serious about it~

~BLOG~ http://wordwulf.com ~If I Father~Rock.com~ http://goo.gl/TGhq9 ~eighteen when my first daughter was born~thirty-seven when the fifth child~my second son came to join us~those three girls & two boys have had quite a time with me~sharing life with them~the single most significant event of my being~has been a prayer~the oldest of eight children~searching for a lifeline~I wondered~if I father~

~BLOG~ http://wordwulf.com ~I Would~Rock.com~ http://goo.gl/wmGRG ~he is traveling to that place~bravely going where we all must go~no time for the gathering of ends~those of us standing the line~can only imagine what our world will be without him~that wherever he goes~is a better place~because that is where he is~