After my wife died I began to play guitar and sing (all covers initially) for emotional release. I recorded many, many cover albums to share with family and friends. Then, all of a sudden, I began to binge-write my own songs, recording 8 full albums, now archived for free at https://paulkameen.bandcamp.com/   This burst lasted for about three years, then stopped completely. I have no way to account for it except aside for the sometimes strange effects of trauma on creative production.

Trouble

a bluesier assortment of songs about “trouble”

Up the Lazy River

a compilation of mostly Big Band era songs, my favorite genre (I’ve made tons of these)

Kiss Me Once

another playlist of Big Band era songs I  was listening to just this morning (so I decided to add it here), such sweet, quiet songs:

Buddy

I made this album not long after I moved to Olympia. I listen to it whenever I want to uplift my spirit, which is pretty much every day now. Buddy Holly was boyhood hero. I wanted to grow up to be him. I actually looked like him when I was in high school! His death in that famous plane crash was the first great loss in my life. These songs take me back to a time before the horrors of history and the heartbreaks of life had their way with me. I am that boy again, still present in me, maybe about to fall in love, just happy. I include the album here not because it’s good musically, it’s not. But because it voices my inner spirt in such a sweet way. If you ever want to know who I am in my heart of hearts, listen to this one. What I most love about myself will be right there in that vibrating air.