Heres a story of a cold cold house They walk by Trying as they do to catch a glimpse, of life inside the cold, cold house But the dark of the windows only reflect themselves Their enquiry is rejected The house keeps its secrets to it’s self…

I can finally see through my eyes now Everything is clear Suddenly everything is back into focus I have no fear I can see you you can see me We can be one I can feel you you can touch me We can be one The days have gone of…

Lemonade is an instrumental. It started as an early version of a co-written song with Mary Kealy Falk. We eventually settled on the 4th version of the project. I just couldn't let this version go without doing something with it. It's the…

A song about a few characters I remember growing up in Portsmouth, UK. Sadly they all had Mental health problems, but 50 plus years ago no one really cared.

I found this Tangelwood guitar locally in a repair barn its a parlor with 12 frets to the body the top wood is cedar, this guitar can sing I am sharing its beauty with you for free

Don't really know where this came from, could the month, October does have a lot of history with my family over many years.

Been sat on this for a few months, thought it was about time I got round to record it.

Guess this could classed as topical .....

A real, real old one from the vaults ......

Guess I was feeling Folkie when I wrote this .......