There isn't anyway to walk the oceans like he did, And trust me, I know. My mistakes drowned me, A long, long long time ago. You never seem to find, Everything you're looking for. What a waste of time, to spend your life, Buried on the ocean…

Oh to be young; to feel with no prejudice. To grow the way we did, is to be lost- Speechless, fumbling with yourself; regrets of what could and could not be. To fall away from those summers, spent recklessly wasting away our youth, is to grow…

This was something I wrote when my Son Ethan was here, but never got round to recording it..... Thought I would give it a try today... Was gonna be a poem, but found it suited music. Hope you like it. Peace T Go the Ant…

Got the rusty £16 guitar out for this one a Sunday doodle in the rain..........

Not Being Preachy... (I believe there is no Compulsion in faith) I thought I would share something close to me. When my father was born, he had these words recited into his ear by my grand father. This was the first set of words I ever…

I found an old Blues book in an Oxfam charity shop by Jerry Silverman, heres one of the tunes from it. Which i have Regged up a little...........

A rough and ready audience recording of my set at open mic night at Queens Park Centre, Aylesbury. Setlist: Stand Up But Not To Fall Revolution All Was Nothing

When Eight ( 8 ) feels weak as a number And falls from the rest in line. It waits in state, until it wakes. Infinity (? ) on its side... Something we all Recognise, But still won't see. So we count a little higher till we lose our…

My first attempt at making music!