Each title links back to the original post, should you fancy origin stories, links to our wider culture, blatherings etc.
Every Disney love ballad from now on. No need to write another. Sheet music here.
I Am Sick to Death of Hearing About the Weimar Republic
Self-explanatory title, I think.
From an unfinished musical. An entire relationship, start to finish, in about three minutes. Piano/vocal chart here.
Hey Guys (An Apology to My Balls)
A tender ballad about vasectomies.
A surprisingly heartfelt ode to the virtues of amateur musical theatre. Skip to 1:40 if you can’t abide patter.
With apologies to Harry Von Tilzer and William Dillon, this is mother-worship for our modern times. Sheet music here.
A devilish list song about a girl and her succession of dud men.
Because I grew tired of the assumption that June=Summer, September=Fall, April=Spring etc. Sheet music here.
A Hillsong lovesong, if you will.
This is how they really are, and not just for me.
A faux-madrigal for a modern Christmas.
A foolproof recipe for lifelong romance. For me.
The “I Got No Right to Sing the Blues” Blues
For those enduring a life of freedom, peace and privilege.