about
A guitar. A voice. A motel room somewhere off the map. This isn’t a brand. It’s not content. There’s nothing to sell, nothing to prove. Just songs – written on the edge of something lost. Welcome to Last Chance Motel. One last stop before the unknown.
The musician
Writing and performing under the name Last Chance Motel, his songs blend folk simplicity with a storyteller’s heart, capturing the in-between spaces of life.
I spent a night in this motel in 1978
I was on my way to an uncertain future with little money and no clear idea what I would do in LA. I had crossed the flat land from Ohio and the Rocky Mountains were ahead. I had a sidecar newly installed on the bike and was meeting my son in Boulder. He was nine years old and he trusted me. It was an amazing journey that we both remember. For some reason I still have a postcard from this motel. It seems a fitting name for my music these days. On my jacket Lisa had embroidered Never Satisfied. I was proud of it then.
A forgotten dot in the Colorado dust, a place where the neon buzzed louder than the traffic.
It felt like a final outpost before the mountains swallowed the horizon.
Decades later, the memory stayed with me — the idea of one last stop, one last breath, before I step into the unknown.
That’s what these songs are:
Last chances. First steps.
I write because I have to.
Not to climb charts, not to sell an image. I write to explore the questions that don’t have answers. I play because sometimes my guitar says what I can’t. And I share these songs because maybe someone else needs to hear them too.
This site is a small shelter off the main road
No algorithms, no sponsorships, no pressure.
You’re free to listen, and take a piece of the journey with you, or just pass through.
Either way, thanks for stopping by.