Gregory Krueger

Enjoy listening to music but have no talent to do it myself. Sheet music is a wall to me. My contemporaries have all been married, have kids etc. I am more of a recluse waiting for my time to end worried that in the afterlife I will be sent right back again to live it all over again. I am basically happy, more of an acceptance of misfortune and the freedom of just saying to Hell with everything. I maintain a sense of humor since life is a crock. No longer have any ambition to work. Would much rather be a beachcomber looking for seashells, prehistoric sharks teeth, and watching the pelicans dive bomb fish. Blue sky, white clouds, the slimy seawater. Thats the life for me. To slave away to the beat of a clock is a jail sentence from life itself.

Well orchestrated songs with deep and and inciteful meanings. True Genius. Finely honed instrumentals masterly done from years of skillful playing until finally reaching the zenith of perfection. Long hours spent writing and rewriting to express with great clarity and introspection lifes true meaning in a world of confusion. A beer bottles true friend.