I recorded the last chapter of my book, a longish poem, that I thought someone might like to hear me recite. It's the track entitled "Cry" on my SoundCloud account. It may give you a clearer idea of my intentions in writing it.

The rest of the tracks are for the poor souls (like me sometimes) who take themselves too seriously.

Also I was going to use them as my "demo" tape to help get me accepted into the choir at church. (Kidding). They kindly accepted me even without this public display of "something". I have a hard time reading the music so far as it's been a long time since playing the French Horn in middle school, but I can make a "joyful noise", so there.

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