One from the 2007 archives - 12 string acoustic instrumental.

This is the rough draft intro track of a concept album I'm working on. Not terribly inspired, but it's something. Feedback welcome!

Ryedale Waltz is my own original composition and is played on Anglo Concertina, Treble & Bass Recorders and Tenor Ukulele. For Concertina.net theme of the month for June 2015

My humble tribute to Freddie King... Without him we wouldn't have Eric & without Eric, I would probably have never picked up a guitar. This is sort of a pastiche of Hide Away & The Stumble & tracks like that :-)

D tuning always helps when your in a writing slump I find anyway.

Bits and Pieces

Bits and Pieces

a tribute to eliane radigue

dope studio section with the badest producer ky teno on a hot dance track in African way raaaa!

dope Igbo and Yoruba indigenieus rap things hot lyric , rhyms and pounchline

*The rare Buddhist pop song* This life is such a small affair, oh yeah Each day draws closer to nowhere It doesn't matter where you go, oh no The more you gain, the less you know The complication is you never get enough And your frustration…

Can those and all the laughing at the stoplight Marty is kicking poor teeth (that's the one) Tomorrow is the knife Tomorrow is the knife Today The weather's fine in Tokyo Tonight You better stay inside Operator, he's on some distant…

There's something about you I don't like There's something about me I don't like And I'd try to relate it to you, but I can't Could you? And I'd love to explain it to you, but I don't think you'd understand How I became overwhelmed There…

Where does all the time go? From where does all the time flow? Can we save enough time? Do we have time to ever know? Caught between the timelines We never stop But never go Living for the deadline The only certainty we know Just…

Captain, if I can't catch her half the time The volume upon the girl burns away Feet of clay, set in stone The temptation won't leave me alone I can reach it We're almost home, yeah These are the blues These are the blues Needing to…

*A story about a girl.* Semolina remained connected for a while Then started to unfold in all directions She let go the wheel when the trip became too real I don't know why But it's alright Little triggers fire randomly She gets the…