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I am buying my ticket for London. I am heading there on Monday, will be there for a week (don’t need a week but the flights are only on MonWedFri, and i NEED WedFri, so frackin’ Mon to Mon it […]

So ya’ll remember how i done told yinz about this little theater company who wants to show The Dolls Of New Albion at the Fringe Festival, right? And how they need some money through their kickstarter campaign? Of course you […]

Folks, there’s a theater company called Clockwork Hart Productions and they want to perform Dolls Of New Albion at the Edinburgh Fringe festival. They need help. They need just a hair of money through kickstarter to make this happen. I […]

For only $10 own the album and help fund the production, opening tomorrow night in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. This was just plain FUN to make. I mean come on, a pirate show. Who doesn’t want to sing jaunty, theatrical pirate songs? […]

The past two weeks have been frantic. I have been involved in creating the music and lyrics for a pirate show (written by Shaun Rolly) and just before it opens in Pittsburgh (on June 11th) i have flown to the […]

And then Old Henry came, stepping through the doorway in between rooms, just like that, smiling his leery, broken smile. “Well this is a new ‘un, never seen it before. A strange walrus girl on a cold, icy floor. Old Henry’s […]

The wind is howling around us. Deacon moves so that I can get up. I’m scratched and there’s some blood that I think is my own mostly on my leg. My thigh. The Map. The Map is gone. A ripped […]

The cold sea pushed us ever nearer to the Icy Lands. Late afternoon on the 10th day of our sea voyage, we pulled into the city of Tyrvkj, on the southwestern coast of the Icy Lands. High, densely cragged cliffs […]

The dark, rolling waves carried our ship across an expanse of miles, over unfathomable depths. Deacon finally adjusted to the constant, subtle swaying and rolling of the ship. Although he’d never be completely comfortable on a seafaring vessel, he was […]

Old Henry “Look at my Village, a beautiful sight, hundreds of globes all shinin’ at night. A snow globe with bakery, one with a tree, a train, a library, a house by the sea. And in every one there lives […]