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

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…

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…

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

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

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. :)

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…

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…

Celebrate your own limits!!

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