The haphazard, sporadic, and ill-advised braindump of a middle-aged, rather reclusive composer/arranger in New York City; Wiccan, would-be chef, übergeek, latent Scottish person, vegan, synesthetic [music:color]; generally summed up as bald, semi-squidgy, of middling means, and gay as a paper hat.
write me at maddux david 5 2 9 at g mail dot com [nix the spaces,k?]
Here you'll encounter a wide range of sorry items, none of which, fortunately, is of the slightest consequence nor in danger of generating any interest whatsoever.