Thank You, Neighbor

You couldn’t ask for better neighbors than Malcolm and Cindy. That’s what our landlord said when I first saw our old place, a little cabin on the meadow in Lake Tahoe. He was right.

That Wasn't Me

That Wasn’t Me

The song is more than someone making an apology. It’s a confession that comes only after completely breaking down to the point where no shred of self-deception remains.