When you walk away, don't talk that way Imagine the words you say May be your last. And if you're angry please don't leave Just think how near may be the end. Why must you hold your silly grudges and revel in your woe You always had a talent…

Ain't there always one Ain't it always me I could tell in her eyes She wanted to lie Aint there always one Ain't it always been me I could tell in her eyes She wanted to lie But wasn't about to She said you know the truth as well as I do. And…

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…

Its an old one. Written about 12 years ago. Its about a girl, and how I felt I was better for having known her even once she wasn't around any longer

No im not happy and no im not sad, no im not good but i know im not bad. No i wont go there, but no i wont stay, no im not straight but no im not gay, no need to tell me i know im not right, no happy endings and no end in sight. I got no way of…

Slightly sinister take on the popular playground favourite. :) Never did catch 'er..

A little something for my ma - actually a (super) late mother's day present!!!

Celebrate your own limits!!

Here comes the rush You feel it in your bones And when your bones are crushed You feel it in your soul You just cant escape it Its everywhere you go Turn round and face it Tell everyone you know Ah, the rush You've missed so much Here comes…

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…

Thought I'd take another stab at this old track. I've had it with it now, so this is how it will stay - warts n all. :)

Alee- own - ee - rection. It's got a mind of its own. And when it comes, its gonna be the death of you all.

Further evidence of a creative dark patch. This is a mess. I like it, but its a big bloody mess.

I took a week off work to do some music, and what with the riots, and a huge alcoholic binge having massively negative effects on my hedmeds, I haven't felt an ounce of creativity/positivity. rather pure misery. so i didnt even bother trying Monday…

I'm meeting an old Uni friend Saturday and I wrote this for her. My university years were quite possibly the darkest years of my life. Her, and the little comments she'd write in the margins of my lecture notes, were more important than she'll…

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

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..

My take on Gumbo's Keep Your Eye On The Spot, one of many excellent tracks from his RPM2011 album 'Cat's Moustache'. It's something of a departure from the original, though I was trying to retain an element of the gospel so hopefully its soul…

This time paying homage to grandpa. Did I miss any dead folks out this album? I often stop and think of William Up on Skinners Ridge He passed me on his way back down As I passed from being a kid A shame you’d say But aint that the way Things…

I had myself a séance, with shakespears players, brought some sooth sayers, Scribbled what they said with crayons Ohh, got me nowhere And so I called Steven Fry up, and put him in a line up Oscar Wilde, Wittengenstein, Einstein I need to aim…