A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…

It aint like no ones done this before But how can you tire of beautiful chords In the fifties In Tenessee Where my love was born Two young men upped and crossed the yard both cold cos it was rainin hard. One of them turned said…

A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…

This is about making friends with yourself.. then taking yourself back to yours

I'm experimenting. You can probably tell. A track from the Raw Tape project that would have been RPM 2013 if I'd had chance to record it in February!

Another song that didn't get recorded in February

Here, I hope this helps you out a little, my friend.

I traveled back to Memphis in 1969 and recorded this. At least, I wish I did.

Jump! Dance! Jump some more! Get excited! Play it again, it's already over!