The Bluesbarn is closed. After 15 years on that lonesome hill in Central Portugal, the time came to move on. Years have passed since the grumpy old Dutchman made any music, but lately, lyrics keep popping out of my confused brain. So, with a little bit of help, I've been putting music to the words again. A few old songs got a fancy new coat, and new troubled thoughts were streamlined into songs.

Some songs might be controversial, sarcastic, grumpy, and ironic, but they certainly reflect the confusion of an old pacifistic mind in this rapidly changing world.