On the anniversary of losing my son to cancer aged eighteen I wrote this, and as I can no longer play due to arthritis I sent it to my sons friend Dooley who is taking music in Manchester at about two in the morning, he sent it back recorded on his iPhone by ten on the anniversary. The same day!
» Read moreI lost my son David to a rare bone cancer at eighteen years old. I wrote this Blues for him back then. I strummed the guitar, and my cousins son sang (You wouldn’t want to hear me sing :-), and played the mouth organ. We did it all on the internet, sending files back and forth, until my cousin could
» Read moreWhat you hear is what you get … Moments of Lust is a poetry of mine turned into music. What you hear is all my “noise” with one exception and that is the chanteuse.
» Read moreThe mystic site of the Iron Age Fort of Twmbarlwm is north of Risca in South Wales but kids constantly set fire to the surrounding forests and hillsides and stoned the fire crews….
» Read moreAs children, we spent a lot of time in my grandfather’s shop In Canton. He and taught himself watch repairing and jewellery repairs. Victoria Park is in Cardiff and near his old shop. The witch’s hat was lethal playground apparatus and Jimmy Scoular was Cardiff City’s manager in the ’60s.
» Read moreFrom experience with people to whom a projected image and ‘conquests’ are more important than genuine feelings and relationships – with apologies to the Commedia dell’Arte.
» Read moreBEAUTIFUL FAILURES ———————————- When your love burned so brightly Like a phoenix at sunrise I was trying too hard Just to live through your white lies When you told me how you feel In a room full of small talk I was damned by their small words: “He’s such a beautiful failure” How – they – love to scrutinise Me
» Read moreBeen absent for a few months but not idle! This is the title track of my new album due out at Christmas….
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