Melting Into The Floorboards Descending Down The Stairs Where I've Gone I'm Not Sure But I'm No Longer There And If I Use My Wings To Fly And Find Ultraviolet Dreams And Hope The Sun Still Choose To Shine On Shadowed Broken Things…

Just as Dave McKean says sometimes you just need to let paint be paint, the same goes with sound. Sometimes you just need to let sound be sound, and not try and force it to represent something.

Heres one I found on my Hard drive an experiment with Igor 2016 part of a project called mmmm I believe (Hi Igor its been a while...) anyway hope you enjoy

We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secret sits in the middle and knows. --- Robert Frost

Written and performed by Rob Kent Recorded and mixed by Ciaran Thurlow

Yup, still dirty.

That feeling you get when you forget what that feeling is for.

A melancholic blues ballad for piano and guitar. Dedicated to the memory of Sophie Lancaster (1986-2007).

Merry Christmas to all.

The is a re-recording of a song I wrote 6 years ago, when I had got my first MicroBR 4-track recorder.