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January got of to a busy start , an interesting time due to the arrival of my Osmo Pocket camera.Really looking forward to being able to capture more video footage to go with songs, it being so small will make… Continue Reading →
I wrote this song when I was 20 years old. It was my first song and when I performed it, I always thought that it didn’t fit in with the Rock’n Roll/ punk/new wave/anything. It is an innocent song from… Continue Reading →
Just put up a new version of Another Morning, I am hoping that I can get people to contribute short video clips of their mornings where ever they may be. I hope you all take time to listen to this… Continue Reading →
Verse 1 You can run if you like but who are you running from? I don’t want to fight, but you don’t know what’s going on. You can turn black to white but your truth won’t last so long You… Continue Reading →
I still love this song after 31 years. There is never enough time to record my music and it has taken 31 years to return to a song that I had quickly put down on a 4 track. I was… Continue Reading →
Can’t believe that so many years have gone by. Thirty years ago, before the record deal, before I went to Australia. It is a shame that my old band never got to record it. I love this song especially dancing… Continue Reading →
Rebuilding your life when all you treasured has gone is hard, sure the drink helps you get through the night but you still are alone. The distant lights tempt you but can you go on while still grieving? Verse 1… Continue Reading →
I work hard, I pay my dues, and I get byIt’s a long, hard week, no 9 to 5, but I surviveWorking and sleep is all I do, ain’t much of a lifeWorking still and dreaming I’ll be free Every… Continue Reading →
This song was recorded in the run up to recording our album Foreign Land Verse 1 I give you love, you give me lies. I offer hope, but you just won’t try. When I come home, you’re just like ice…. Continue Reading →
Teenagers are such hard work, girls are especially hard. I remember when my little god daughter would always give me a cuddle, as a teenager I sometimes think that she has devolved and lost the power of speech. I see… Continue Reading →