Features:

Always thirty to forty distinct portals, some really deep, often funny, sometimes thoughtful. Guaranteed to be at least divertingly different. See the note about a new recording of THE PLANEMAKER at In The Works. A couple of tweaks to Fretted Friends.

NEW STUFF AT "NOW PLAYING" Click here to check it out. AND AT "LYRICS" Click

NEW: SILVER SCREEN I'm fiddling with the idea of having some video clips on a regular "silver screen" page here. As of today, there are some little live rehearsal and concert bits. I'll maybe put up bits of TV and film, stuff that's actually produced. Please indulge me 'til I get this right. Thanks!

I'm having a blast playing HOME CONCERTS in homes like yours. Click here for a "How-to." It's easier than you think.

E-mail me for information about bookings and performance rights for the new musical

"TAKE THE MOUNTAIN DOWN," a fingerpickin' parable by M. Payne & Steven Kapp Perry

NEW  If you're an instrument lover like I am, you might enjoy a minute or two at FRETTED FRIENDS. (Click it.)

SCRIPTURE SCOUTS.com!  Click here! It's happening!

NEW! FREE! EASY! The best INTERNET FILTER available anywhere! (Just click here, and then select it as the home page on your browser.) Let me know how well it works for you. (Steven Kapp Perry swears by it, and enjoys Internet service that is porn-free!)

FYI, BACKSTAGE GRAFFITI now lives in Stuff I write, along with new (3/7/08) poetry, lyrics, journal bits, and other stuff. Don't get lost in the archives--take a flashlight. (You probably won't need a sweater--I'm told it's actually quite warm in there.)

Download (for free!) "THE LOVE BOOK" (or, as it was re-titled, "LOVE AND ORANGES"). Also, read about some fun new projects at IN THE WORKS.

THIS MONTH'S (week's, day's, year's) PHOTO: Click on it for a visual adventure!

Intro (where I've been all these years):        In 1970, a student journalist named Dale Van Atta wrote me up in The New Era Magazine as "Marvin Payne, a Mormon Troubadour." Back then, I saw and felt a lot of beautiful things around me and, with the passion typical of young artists, had to try to share them. So about every nine months I found myself "pregnant with album," and "was delivered" of about a dozen, usually at the expense of hocking the family van. Most of these I peddled at little concerts across the U.S., and door-to-door to college kids in Utah. (I had a Gibson guitar in those years that was spider-webbed with finish cracks from walking in and out of warm apartments off snowy doorsteps.)         I teamed up with Guy Randle and wrote a lot of songs for some local musicians who as a family activity had become the most famous people on the planet, the Osmonds. They recorded some of the songs, but most wound up on albums of mine. And together Guy and I also pounded out "a magical story with songs" called THE PLANEMAKER, which made an actor out of me, though in those days I wouldn't admit it. (I'd known too many drama majors--about three.)          But in 1981 I was hired to write lyrics for the stage adaptation of a popular book, CHARLIE'S MONUMENT, a kind of frontier "beauty-and-the-beast" yarn. Shortly before opening, we were still missing the lead actor (the "beast"). I was about the right height and knew the songs, so I agreed to stand in until we got an actor, which I hoped desperately would be within a couple of weeks. But after twenty minutes of stumbling around in this impossibly challenging role on a huge stage in front of lots of people, I found myself thinking "Wow! This is what I want to be when I grow up!" So I got off people's doorsteps and began working on lots of stages and in lots of films. (My most rewarding roles have been SWEENEY TODD, "El Gallo" in THE FANTASTICKS, and the title role in PHANTOM, but I usually get recognized in the mall as the guy behind Daddy's nose in SATURDAY'S WARRIOR. Go figure.)         Somewhere in there I enjoyed the publication of a couple of novels and some poetry, and several plays.         In these latter times, the nearest thing I have to a "day gig" is working sometimes with my good friends Roger and Melanie Hoffman and Steven Kapp Perry in Peace Mountain Mediaworks, where we make musical story-adventures for children, like SCRIPTURE SCOUTS, in which I play a curious basset hound named Boo, THE ALLABOUT FAMILY, in which I play Fred the dad, and ALEXANDER'S AMAZING ADVENTURES, in which I play the Storyguy, Theo the faithful tortoise, and a couple dozen others, from Marvin the Merciful Mosquito to Biff Battlehunk, the Heavyweight Friendliness Champion of the World.         (I spend some hours weekly helping people with recording projects at Babymoon Recording, a Pro Tools studio I run out of our cabin. I suppose that's a little like a "day gig" as well.)                 This is starting to read like a resume, so let me get to (or return to) the point. I am still showered with saving grace, surrounded by visions of beauty, daily a witness to kindness and heroism and improbable hope. And through all these little career shifts I am still driven by a passion to share what I feel about it all. Some of what I feel is for sale, because I have this addiction to food and shelter. Some of it's free for the clicking-on.         A thing I like about the Internet idea is that, if you're like me, you probably love to buy things but hate to be sold things. So imagine that I'm off somewhere on a walk (like the three bears) and here you are in my "home page." (Is that a warm image, or what?) You are finding notes left behind for you. Imagine three bowls of porridge. Imagine also flowers, and a candle.        I'll be looking for notes you leave behind, too.