I was just imagining a morning at the Waits household.

A fantastical farcical Irish story-song. Broadway Irish.

dedicated to the late great John Martyn

This song is just what it is and says what it says. It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song... WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away The floor will be swept and…

02 – Falling Down Again. Written 17th/18th Feb.  Recorded 17th/18th/19th Feb. A slightly schizophrenic pop song, with a vocal section that also betrays me wanting to be a Beach Boy. Worryingly there is actually a red sticky trickle that seeps…

Well I been playing the blues for so long Kinda feel like playing jazz x 2 I dig the random instrumentation. Play this in eight over three and a half I been playing the blues for so long, make me feel like tryna rap x 2 I think I'll call…

Growing up is hard. For everyone. I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…

Lyrics: A lazy hound lying on the couch sleeping the day away The sunlight comes pushing through the curtains warming the old dog's face The savory smell from a wood burning stove holds you while you awake Brew some tea while others emerge…

1.Afsluitdijk ...is a Dutch word and it's the name of the dam/road going from the province Friesland to North-Holland (and Amsterdam) The lyrics are about a 15-year old boy who feels so trapped in the boring Frisian town he's living in that he…