The Tenor Man – Adrian Green

Pottering around the stage, a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard – independent of the band it seems. Disrhythmic shuffling of ashtray, …

String Bass – Adrian Green

Some like to dominate, others caress a voluptuous rhythm on pliant strings. This pulse drives life through wanton counterpoint, the heart and …

Mirror – Adrian Green

There are no lies in the morning no cheating of age an illusion of eye smoothing skin over bone. No portrait hidden …

Luna Lake Haiku – Adrian Green

New moon on the lake. Your voice and the nightingale serenade springtime. Full moon on the lake. Your voice and the waterbirds …