i can hear the digits in your digital audio i feel the need to fidget with my mouse and my moby i’m listless as i listen to prestigious presentations of manipulated data and prestidigitation i type unlisted numbers into my communicator i'm dubious…

Originally written on guitar in about 1996 with Phil Tapp...now down a tone on Piano...

Re-make of a song I wrote for my Mum in the late 90's, as a nod to Jim Reeves.

Originally written on guitar in 1998.

We were killing time We had a killing time Always a killing time

The tragedy of love turning to hate

angel delight as soon as i awoke i ran downstairs to my laboratory to see what my strange attractor had brought me at first it had been disappointing: a few wisps of smoke some sea-shells and butterfly wings but this time i found something…

drowning in a sea of vaseline alive or dead or somewhere in between sit very still and read a magazine wash and wash but never get it clean it must be true I saw it on the screen painting all the roses for the queen don't eat that you don…

This is a rock song! Its sort of ok but i'd rather have a pint of strong ale!

Stumble..trip. Wobble

[recorded in glorious 4-trak at lotek studios in the '90s] straining to maintain straining to maintain a sense of dense intensity vainly feigning pain of a spurious immensity a furious refrain of precarious opacity nefarious pretence…

" "Jabberwocky" 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub…

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/s.legg4/fliessite.htm princess anorexia ('90s demo i think) princess anorexia was out walking in the magnetic fields of her mother queen anaesthesia, whose reign had died down until now it was no more than…

Kubla Khan. Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment. (poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge) In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea…

After lots of chirpy, upbeat stuff coming from me and Jip, here's some misery - oh yes, and some rapping - oh! and a little bit of swearing! Well, there wasn't much else I could do with it. Enjoy, as much as you can, and I'll get back to…

Originally an assignment for a Coursera guitar course given by Berklee College of Music. My final grade for the whole course was 98.3%, yay!