Tell me can you teach me bout your finely written poetry Dont care about the content I just want to make em notice me Such a fine hand they'd say wooo, study it closely Been practicing all day I think I'm ready least I aughta be. Caligraphy…

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…

Thanks to Mike Brown for lending a hand with the lead parts.. despite trying his damnedest not to! Also thanks for MMI for the advice which in part at least, I took! I'm gonna call you dirty from now on in x2 I'm gonna call you dirty from…

This was written during the challenge in february and was meant to be the title track. But I never really got time to develop it. I still like it though, so I thought I'd cut it rough, leave it undeveloped, and chuck it out there to see what you…

First one for RPM 2011. This track has existed in my head to a greater or lesser extent for years but never got round to recording it. Now I have. :) It would never have ended if it had been down to me It would have blossomed, would have grown…

Another one for the RPM2011 pile. Vocals are a bit shonky so apologies for that. If you don't like the start I would give the ending a try. If you don't like that either, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. The subject matter's self-explanatory…

This song is sort of about making a clean break, killing off the lead character in your story and burying him along with all his sins before the inevitable happens, and the bad guy gets his. Initially came from a jam with my mate Ben Price who…

The B side to Dad's father's day present. This is an instrumental celebration of his 45 years in the printing industry, and an acknowledgement that while other kids got bedtime stories, I got the history of lithography..

Tight-wad Moody writes song in lieu of Father's Day gift. Now with extra cheese

Were you not there I'd have fallen through I swear but hey You were unaware That I'd built up a dependence on you Well alright Never mind, I'll find salvation in a needle or a bottle of somekind. you were to me somewhere between a saint and…