| I Like Pie is an album I did that was inspired by a trip to
                the Grand Canyon that Beth and I took.  The album roughly
                tells the story of a man who lived through innocence, love,
                adventure, disillusion, and despair,  and lived to tell
                about it.  The landscape of the desert southwest was a real
                inspiration to this project.  If you've never been to the
                Grand Canyon or Arches National Park, I'd highly suggest you go. 
                I thought it might be kind of interesting to show a few pictures
                and below them, a line or two from the songs that they inspired.Why not have a listen to one of the songs while you look at
                these pictures?Dreaming of Texas      LoFi     
                HiFi  | 
            
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 My body's anchored while my soul is flying free.  And
                if I close my eyes there is no line at all between what's real
                and what's imagined.  (From the song Raven).     | 
            
              |   Mountains shaped by the hand of God and the valleys at their
                feet guard the sleeping giants as they lie.  And the soft
                cool  song of the hungry stream caressing their sleeping
                feet wear away all the sadness in your eyes.   (From
                the song Mesa)    | 
            
              |   Lord knows it's hard to be a hero when you're all
                alone.  When the far off voices on the wind are telling you
                to come on home.  And your dreams don't match reality and
                your voice is just a rustling, and the cast off husks of summer
                days fill you like the cawing of the crows.  (From the song
                Dreaming of Texas  LoFi    
                HiFi)    | 
            
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              |   And Stretching out his arms had held more meaning when the
                days were long.  (From the song Dreaming of
                Texas   Lofi    
                HiFi)    | 
            
              |   The wind that carved the canyons and the keyholes in the
                rocks brushes your soul and makes you whole.  (From the
                song Mesa)    | 
            
              |   Well I dreamed I was a traveler in the desert walking 'cross
                a mesa in the sun.   (From the song Mesa)    | 
            
              |   Have I grown so slow that I've turned to stone waiting for
                the day they'll come back this way, dance the years away, give
                the truth away... (From the song Easter Island  LoFi  
                HiFi) | 
            
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