This provides a theory which ties together two of my key traits a) always tired b) terminally disappointed by peoples lack of courtesy - there's a link people! Did you ever feel so down That you didnt know up Didnt recognise highs And smiles…

A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…

Also known as Cooking With Condiments! A snack. Nothing much of substance in the cupboards or fridge, but doesn't mean you should go without eating.

A typical folk song. Written and recorded in about an hour for the 24 hour album (attempted on March 13th). Excuse roughness and vocal glitches, it was 2am and this was my first full take. Thanks to montgomeru for his chord suggestions…

Instrumentation: fretless bass, tabla, acoustic and distorted acoustic guitar, hang drum samples (courtesy of Sudara), soft synth (AAS Ultra Analog), ambient sample of the jungle (pitched down two octaves) a sprinkle of ebow (from my Sudara files).


Sitting around in my shop a couple of days ago with the Goodall and the Zoom H4N. First time I've really messed with using the internal mics on the H4N in multitrack mode

Lyrics: Caged as a bird free will is such a bitch it's your responsibility to stay alive pay the bills etc, etc but how you enslave yourself whether or not you enslave yourself it's up to you

We all live on one planet, and on this planet we ARE the indigenous peoples. The rest is just intellectual self petting if you know what I mean. When I'm feeling frustrated with the human race, I return to the roots. I read once in a novel on…

A little more acl-style Baroque 'N Roll. (Actually, it's more like Renaissance 'N Roll - but that just not as catchy...)