As I’ve mentioned here before, in the first half of the Naughts I played with a music computer program creating tunes. Turned out I had a little bit of talent for it – a nice surprise in your 40’s. I actually posted 50 tunes on a webpage provided by the software manufacturer.
I called myself Scajaquada [skuh JACK wuh duh] after a creek and the expressway that runs along it in my neighborhood. Certainly, Scajaquada is a Native American name – but it isn’t really; the creek was named after Englishman John Kenjockety, albeit he was an honored friend of the Senecas.
One of my first songs I created, I was working on as the first anniversary of September 11, 2001 was coming up. I framed it as a tribute to the victims, and the horrors they went through.