The moon has held our fascination since perhaps the beginning of recorded history. It has a natural power over the waters of the earth, as well. Out here in Nevada, with the lack of unnatural light, the moon is held in brighter, crisper focus than back at home. One of the reasons I wanted to come out here was to record a song to that moon; the one I contemplated when I was in emotional turmoil the last time I was here.

This is that song; perhaps a lament of the wild dogs out here. Hence, Coyote Moon. The wonder of nature continues to awe and astound me, and I think that may just be a part of life; I hope that such things never lose their inspiring spark for me.