When I was a kid there were always plum trees all over the place. One time we were picking great handfulls of them and biffing the whole lot at cars that drove past. a courier nearly went off the road.

Gentle, melodic and summery - featuring Doug's sultry and soulful sax.

Driving jazz instrumental with a grooving sax solo by Doug.

Soulful jazz for a relaxing day. Music for the head and feet.

Solo piano version of this great duke ellington tune

This was written and recorded on 19th September 05 aka International Talk Like A Pirate Day 2005 ( a wet afternoon as I recall) and is posted here so you start to get the hint.

horizontal lines, blue and yellow, dance at the periphery of my vision... now slowly converging, consuming all, until just a singularity remains. then nothing. a fog, where shapes have no meaning and clouds consume bodies starting with the…

This was written and recorded on 19th September 05 aka International Talk Like A Pirate Day 2005 ( a wet afternoon as I recall) and is posted here so you start to get the hint.