Young, Hip, and Rich

For you grammar nazis out there, “roughly” just doesn’t rhyme with “up.” Technically, neither does “rough.” It’s what’s referred to in the biz as a “soft rhyme.” Now you know.

It’s been a while since I wrote a song for someone who deserves one.

Lots of mind for contemplating my darker side.

A little too much Nick Drake in my diet these days? Anyway, I think this is the bee’s knees.

It’s a darn good song, I must say.

You know who you are. Thanks.

This is where it gets weird.

I’m in a “sick of the city” phase….