New one from me. It's ended up as a bit of a "crying into yer beer at Bob's Country Bunker" sort of song lol... I've been sat on these lyrics in some form or another for absolutely years. I first wrote them one very dark night a few years after…

So I was locked in the broom-cupboard, checking out some old songs that need recording. I'd just picked one and then suddenly this thing came out of nowehere. It started with one of those guitarist doodles that other musicians love so much…

So I was locked in the broom-cupboard, checking out some old songs that need recording. I'd just picked one and then suddenly this thing came out of nowehere. It started with one of those guitarist doodles that other musicians love so much…

(Remastered 22/10/2021) OK, let's delve once more into the magical shoebox of unused songs... I've already recorded several that were written in 1994 (Sleeping with the Ghost, Elizabeth's Room, With Mum Again, If You Knew, A Hundred and…

Digging through and deleting some old things, found this old thing that felt like it needed a rescue. There's probably a story behind it, but that's long, long forgotten. -- She thumbed through the phonebook by her bed trying to empty her…

This song is very personal to me, it is about my son Elliott, named after Elliott Smith.

This is my band, The Plan, doing our song Waltz in D. Hope you enjoy and find us on Facebook!

Country version of the traditional. :D

A quick-n-dirty iPad Garage Band recording. Will improve on this, later.