Back Then
I haven't heard Brian Crain's Piano Opus since I wrote things from a tiny rent house right outside of Houston, TX. Back then, I'd rise early before the children stirred…
Tune
It was well past her bedtime. She came into my room while I was readying wardrobes for the the next day. When I heard her footsteps and her, "Mommy?"... I…
Tonight
There's something about music that moves me on the inside. It strikes up all kinds of wild inspirations in my mind's eye, calms almost all inner unrest, and sends me…