Frankenberry's Attic

Another try at creating a song from a production site instrumental that I did back in October. I’ve always really liked this one but I’m not quite sure why. Flat Earth I looked out onto the water To a horizon that’s always just one crest away It keeps stretching getting further With every stroke ta-ken… Continue reading

Facebook did its “memories” thing again the other day going back four years and reminding me of an unintentional PSA of motorcycle helmet safety. ////////////////////////////////////////// Dearest Son (licensed dirt/road bike), Mother and I wanted to let you know that that wheelie you felt the need to perform alongside a gentleman’s car from one traffic light… Continue reading

Thought I’d get these tunes in one spot before I possibly have to register with the State and put myself on a list. Love letters can be hard. ////////////////////////////////////////// BANG BANG BANG!! (at the door) “Yeah, hold your tall boots, I’m comin’” … DOOR CRASHED!!! “Whoa!!??” “Back away Sir! You’re on a list!” “Hey! What… Continue reading

Been working in the Attic for going on 14 years now, first at Blogspot back in 2009 and my first post there (though there were plenty of thoughts before that of course just without a space – without an Attic) and for the last few years at Word Press. There is nothing better than a… Continue reading

So Jolie, a long time friend of mine from my WVU days, happened upon this picture of a mix tape lineup at my facebook spot here from our days together going on 30 years now. A picture of a mix tape’s list of tunes that I couldn’t even begin to remember where it is that… Continue reading

Sure sign the Universe is making you pay for something or just flat out hates you. Was leaving the station(s) last night and playing at Randy’s (prod boss) desk was WGHQ, “Magic”, and I walked through “Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves” on my way to the back door. It followed me in my head to the… Continue reading