Gregg M. Pasterick

I'm gonna start the new year any place but here. Don't understand why? Just look in the mirror. ... goodbye ...

over my dead body, which feels awfully close by Singer-Songwriter

febba chabuba by Singer-Songwriter

Fly Me to the Moon by Singer-Songwriter

(playing around with) Day Tripper by Singer-Songwriter

ooh lala (the chorus) by Singer-Songwriter

vodoo chili (slightly, a return) by Singer-Songwriter

8 13 25 by Singer-Songwriter

(the first two verses of) all along the watchtower by Singer-Songwriter

It's best to smoke the peace pipe at sunset. Feed your dreams and give chase. Heed what the cactus wren said, and greet the stars with your embrace ...

... test driving new hardware/software...

I was a long haired, skinny kid with a sparsely populated mustache on a greyhound from Pittsburgh to Buffalo. A hippie girl in skintight hip hugger slacks sat down right next to me. Took me a half hour to say hello. Hello. Do you think we'll be making love soon? Life on the road, ain't it grand? Could be I'm looking for America. Could be I'm off to visit my aunt.

Til You Came Along by Singer-Songwriter

His name was Hangin' Fruit Cholla. He had a reputation. He rode into town at sunset as those of his ilk are wont to do Some say he comes from Cincinnati. Some say that's where he's goin' to. His name was Hangin' Fruit Cholla. He rode like a man haunted. Some say he's lookin' for somethin'. Some say he's runnin' away. Some say he comes from Cincinnati. Some folks have too much to say. His name was...

It's best to smoke the peace pipe at sunset. Feed your dreams and give chase. Heed what the cactus wren said, and greet the stars with your embrace ...

Briefly #6 by Singer-Songwriter

Briefly #4 by Singer-Songwriter

Briefly #3 by Singer-Songwriter

The bad stuff and the sad stuff. Anything but the glad stuff. I'm just not feeling it today. The 'why' stuff and the 'high' stuff. Anything but the 'goodbye' stuff. I'm just not feeling it today. We were old and in love. We were young and tired. ... gets gone before you know it, and it's all pointless. Dead ends and old friends. Roll credits and the movie ends. I'm just not feeling it today. I'm j...

The Magic That Happens On A Summer Night by Singer-Songwriter

It would've been a groove to get high with you listening to "Hitchhiker's Guide." It would've been a groove to get high with you blowing bubbles into the night. It would've been a groove to get high with you just one more time. It would've been a groove to get high with you. Time is a distance I can't overcome. I'm lost in its darkness. I'm held in its thrall. Time is a distance I can't overcome....

... a Pure Prairie League cover ...

… life ...

...the typical noodling concurrent with Jessica Jones lately...

Everybody seems to be dying and it's killing me too. What can I do? Oh, what can I do? I'm broken-hearted everyday. For this there is no map. There is no there and back. There is no back. It's a long fall from erection to dysfunction. It's a long fall, don't ya know? If I could save time on a bottle I'd have it all drunk by now, like milk from a cow. Almond milk from a cow. It's a long fall from e...