Category: tracks

princess (sarsaparilla sessions 20220330.1)

recorded at the Hood’s Sarsaparilla Soda factory,
30 march 2021
lowell, ma


no princes in this city
no warnings about the wicked
just a princess and a quiet boy

sleep in a sleepless city
crystal in a concrete world
just a princess and a quiet boy

a silence passes through us
as our eyes meet on the subway
it wakes me with laughter as we sway with the train
a quiet moment of inspiration
just a boy
and his princess

faith in a faithless city
diamonds in a leaden world
just a princess and a quiet boy syncing

this silence given to us is simply to find
a quiet moment of inspiration
just a boy and a princess

from Windfall, released August 2, 2004
https://thereflectors.bandcamp.com/track/princess

Rainbow Needle / Tennis Thread


Words are my thread; music is my needle

I haven’t written too much on the internet in the last few years because I am afraid of what…

  • …was
  • …wasn’t
  • …will be
  • …is

This internal poll will be open for the rest of eternity, or until eternity runs out of time, power, or storage

To run out of storage is to run out of time.…

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[live] 20201212.2



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[live] 20201122 – The Return of Stryker West



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[track] The Last Time Up Ahead

this one’s for the ones who stop to think
this one’s for the ones who always knew
this one’s for the ones who see the absurdity

this was a place we lived in peace
a place we lived in silence
a place we lived together in light

the last time
is cloud nine
and you won’t know
you’re dead

but the saddest time
is the first time
you see
the last time
up ahead

how many days can you see through things
how frayed is a soul made of string
how many ways can a memory bring you down

what happened all the power burned out
what happened all that’s certain’s in doubt
what happened all the love turned it back on us

there’s no one around who doesn’t think they know
nowhere you’re left to be, no place left to go

[track] Canyon Songbird Dream #7

i believe in my dream
I believe in my dream
in my song, i believe you’ll see
all the lives we are to lead

searching for answers
is a waste of precious time
destiny doesn’t ring the bell,
doesn’t tell you you’ve arrived

songbird on an electric line
only knows he’s incomplete
caught up in a lookout for love
all his faith on endless repeat

may never know magic
of a returned call
but he never sounds tragic
never sounds small