When I wrote this it was a cold cloudy and dark winter night here in vancouver but I was sitting in my room and was just in a sunny state of mind. I then picked up my Uke and started fiddlin around searching for a breezy chord progression, then…

Twinkly little number. In need of a fairground organ?. What do you think?

Wrote this one yesterday. If your reading this in a weeks time, eight days ago. I know the long notes wobble a bit. But need a little more confidence to give it stick.

This is a poem that my dad wrote to my mum when they got engaged. We only found it after she passed on in december.

This one could use some underwater maracas.

Another little riffet that can be played around with. Perhaps a Mother and Daughter combination. Hint. Hint.

I can just see some plodding along an a horse in the midday sun.

Just added a bit of chugging bass. Hopefully it will add a little to this brilliant track.

Another little riffet that can be played around with. Perhaps a Mother and Daughter combination. Hint. Hint.

What does a songwriter do when he's addicted to Doctor Who (and his new very cute companion)? He writes... Amy Pond Red hair and that pretty face beneath it My how you've grown up after oh so many years I've only been away for ten or…