A short song about Bees Written as part of a song a day project in October 2023

Songtober Day 2 I'm grateful for a body that works, every day.

First song of Songtober 2023 I'm writing songs about things I'm grateful for this month.

This was incredibly fun to write record and sing! Far from my best work - it's not a personal story - but recording it was a good time.

Another song about struggling to fit in when you've always been told what to do.

This song is a bit of a mess, I only had a pre-chorus in mind when I started writing it. But I kept working at it and this is what came out in the end. It's kind of weird but I like it!

A song about a friend who sadly left our music community last month. It's made using a drone from my new Ovum synth and playing some chords over it. I hope it's reflective and sad.

Song for April's REM

A song about The Flaming Lips in the style of The Flaming Lips. For Record Every Month March 2023

Life isn't fair. Why me? Why him? Why anything.

A true story. Predictably, the photo forms the album art for this record. I've never felt incredibly close to my Dad, but it's not like he didn't try.

I thought I might write more about my mother as part of this album. I would like to write about her more. This one is about her relationship with my Dad as his illness progressed.

For a few reasons, I don't want to have kids...

My life is so different to my Dad's. It must be so frustrating to be so trapped.

When I start thinking a little slow, or if I lose my balance, or if I just feel a bit tired in the afternoon, I get terrified that I have inherited Multiple Sclerosis from my Dad. The horrible thing is - these early symptoms are just completely…

Every time I get sick I remind myself not to take my health for granted. (to misquote Jeffrey Lewis - I really thought I meant it, but I knew when I got healthy that I'd probably forget it)

Since I was in my mid-20s I've found the idea of people going to the pub with their Dads completely alien. I've gone to the pub with other people's dads and really enjoyed it. This song sings the virtues of this activity.

This song asks a question I think about often. My dad's physical disabilities make life very challenging. He usually seems cheerful enough. But is he happy?

This is the first song I wrote about my Dad. I wrote it when I realised I was the same age he was when I was born. I reflect on what he had when he was my age, and all that he has lost.

I had this little lick in my head since the summer and it eventually came out into a song. It's about focused but undirected anger with the world, in general.