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The first instrumental piece I wrote that wasn`t a complete piece of crap--named for a 1965 movie which ends with Stuart Whitman being killed and eaten by baboons.
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It`s happening in your town, too.
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Seems excessively sentimental now, but it`s how I felt at the time.
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Composed after spending the day at a lake.
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Written by Jim Roll.
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The second song I ever wrote--about my grandmother, Edith (Jacobs) Osborn, born in Ashland, WI, 1905.
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Written by Hector Villa-Lobos (1887-1959).
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Written by Jack Spack, Jr.
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Given our differing schedules, this only occurs on the weekends.
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My attempt to mimic the sound of my second favorite instrument.
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Written by Brian Lillie.
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Written for a prominent feature of my anatomy
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Actual events, at least, from my perspective.
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Wind, sun, waves, and high-end Italian bicycling components.
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("Old Folks At Home") written by Stephen Foster (1826-1864); arrangement by Tracy Moore. Recorded warts and all--there are definitely some shaky notes in this recording, but if I had done enough takes to get it perfect, I`d be in a rubber room now.
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