So called because most of the percussion originates from the body (voice, finger clicks or just slapping and thumping my body.)

One man's music is another man's noise.

Yield to temptation. Surrender to the lord.

A story I made up to explain some of my dog's behaviour.

A track for a relaxation CD that evolved into something just a little different. Thanks to Sue Yencken for her lovely voice.

Love is a slippery beast. Just when you think you've got a firm hold of it, it squirts out of your hands like a piece of wet soap and ends up somewhere in India on a spiritual quest for an obscure guru.

Nothing to do with Wiccans. I can't remember why I called it 'Pentangle' - probably the first word that entered my head when it came time to save. I like to go with whatever bubbles up from the subconscious.

In memory of my dog, Pablo, who died a few years ago (no, he's not the dog in the photo - although he's buried not far from where I found that skeleton).

The sound of a creaking door closing very, very slowly.

101 things you can do with guitar feedback.

Some solo piano.

Knowledge is a very subjective thing. I think.

The flutey sounds are actually the sound of a damp sponge wiped up the neck of a guitar, sampled and played back on a keyboard. Some real guitar appears towards the end of this piece.

Apologies to Cole Porter.

Please note: No seven year old child was hurt during the making of this piece of music.

If only! Thanks to all those helped with this song.

The sort of music that enters your head when you're lying awake in bed at 2am in the morning.