For my contribution to the RPM this year i thought i'd tell a little story...... Blank Episode 1 For those of us who think it impossible to stop these full throttle hands. BLANK (STRANGE DAYS) Thetworegs The Blue sky in my dreams…

Feb 21st 2013.

A slightly schizo soppy/sexy pop song. Written and recorded 15th/16th Feb 2016 (as part of RPM challenge). I'm channeling some 70's pop ballads and (somewhat) Barry White here. I'll not do it again, I promise. x

I borrowed a Ukelele a couple of days ago, and yesterday - having a day free (and after working out where to put my fingers), I came up with this rather rough and ready little song. Ukelele Of Truth Must we pretend we'll still be friends…

another one down for rpm 2016

Written recorded 28th/29th March 2013. A little something, just cos I was in the mood.

A very slight excursion (a song-ette) where I'm seeing if I can sing lower than the Uke I've borrowed (I can). I'm making up the words as I go along, but seem to be channelling rather depressing subject matter. With this recording, pace is everything…

I enjoyed twanging lots of guitars. For best results, copy to, and listen via a slightly stretched C90 cassette. P.S. Yes, I love Cocteau Twins. No, I can't sing like Elizabeth Fraser.

Probably not the final title! My first song RPM2016, written/recorded evening of 3rd Feb.

A poppy song, written and recorded on Feb 12th/13th 2016 as part of the RPM Challenge. Of moderate interest, I first wrote and recorded (and basically finished) the music, although not the structure. After that I started work on the top-line…

from the sMallWavesEp the thought of it makes me cry i’d like to be friends with all of my enemies tonight i see her in tattered rags i’m blinded by what she once was and now there are no more to say i’m empty, there’s nothing…

where ever you happen to be she's not so far behind you looking for your apology she knows she'll never find it it's the same song that she sings and it drowns out everything as she's chasing after you in rain all the wrong ways that I…

wait for the worry lines, the worry lines to disappear they get me everytime, me everytime that you are near won't let you get inside, this heart of mine I must be strong you knew you'd get to me, you'd get to me but you were wrong never…

the bed and the goldfish are all that remain the bed has got fleas and the goldfish is floating face down in the water the bowl on the floor I'm just gonna stare for one moment longer sit down in the dust where the coach used to be clutching…

look at that face in the mirror it's the same one you had before but it's harder to recognize these days cause time has not been kind still a ways to go better hurry up don't let it slip away ok is not enough you gotta take a chance before…

anyone else get a Brian Eno vibe from this?

Track 9 for RPMX album Cold Ground Was My Bed Those boots that you're wearing black and high Reach almost up to your thigh High heels and leather Tight as a drum They would even look good on your mum Black Boots Wear them with fishnets…

Live looped vocals. Track 10 for Kavin.s Acoustic Church's RPM Challenge album Cold Ground Was My Bed.

RPMX album Cold Ground Was My Bed track 6