Wayfaring Stranger
A well-known American folk song likely originating in the early 19th century, about a plaintive soul on the journey through life... hmmmm. Johnny Cash's version inspired this take.  He was amongst my earliest influences. My folks had 45s of Johnny's that blew my mind at age 4. This is a live studio take from the night that we learned the tune.  A little loose but feeling right. 


The Cookie
The PineBox is also home to many improv throw downs with varying off-shoot projects. 

Drums - Steve Decker
Guitar - C.H.
Bass - P. K.
Hammond B3 - D.C.


w/Ian Smit and Hazel Ketchum

Waking shoulder
Rolling over
Going nowhere 
until three

Subtle knower
Garden grower
Placing poems
On a poem tree

But I can't be
What I can't be
You're reaching thru me Julie

Shaking ladle
Serves the table 
Paints the fable
With ease

But I can't feel
What you can't feel 
No, I can't heal you Julie

And I can't be
What I can't be
You're reaching thru me Julie

Growing older
Fabric folder
Time has shown her
and she's shown me

That I can't feel
What I can't feel
You can't heal this Julie

No, I can't be
What I can't be
You're reaching thru me Julie



Boonton Fonk
This was born out of a DCB improv moment, vocals overdubbed after the band went home. Take a stroll down fonky old Main Street USA and feel it for yourself.
Can't go wrong.

Jay's Son John
Performed by:
Dave O'Donnell - Guitar
Ned Stroh - Percussion
Johnny Grubb - Bass
John Skeehan - Mandolin
Andy Goessling - Banjo
Damian Calcagne - Vocals

Inspired by the Appalachian folk songs of the early 1900's, this song culminates in a moment that redefines young Jay's view of reality and family. This is an alternative, acoustic version. The electric version will be released on the upcoming DCB album.  


Send Them My Way
This tune was recorded for our first album, but in the end we decided that it didn't fit. Same for the next album... Send Them seems to be a true loner... love the song just the same. Dan Myers guesting on Horn and Hazel Ketchum on harmony vox. Dan's horn was re-amped thru a Fender Twin and an Eventide Pitch Factor.



Comfort For The Weakened Man
Comfort was written during a time when both my step-dad and a good friend/musical compatriot were fighting the good fight.

It begins with a dream-like melody, and the band evolves into graceful grit.

One of my favorites, rarely played live. When it does surface, it's usually around the holidays, as set opener.