from the album "Savior of the World" with Daniel Jordan on vocals Keith Howell on drums Robert Rebeck mixing and mastering I wanna know, the weight of the world It must be so much It crushes my soul Oh no, now i feel It’s coming apart…

from the album "Savior of the World" with Daniel Jordan on vocals Keith Howell on drums Robert Rebeck mixing and mastering It’s getting harder than you know Which direction the wind will blow When all the feelings slip away And you can…

from the album “Savior of the World” with Daniel Jordan on vocals Keith Howell on drums Robert Rebeck mixing and mastering It’s so tiring just to be near you So close and for so long But i wouldn’t want to be anywhere else so don’t get…

I decided to try a few different things this year for RPM. This is the single (along with a b-side to make a playlist) I'm using to show I completed RPM. All told I had six songs and could have listed an EP, but the songs all need a bit more…

Lessons not, quickly forgotten. Stable eye, upbuild downtrodden. Troubled times, lay down often. Catch the sky, once in a while. No longer a sound. Lack of presence feelin' down. Nothing to put my arms around. Emptiness is not profound…

Reg was strumming and has got to thinking, I know he shouldn't but he has and he thinks the governments of this world have given up on love and understanding. They now want us to hate, hate, hate, hate, be angry, put against one another the haves…

Rachel & I went to see the new Bob Dylan movie "The complete unknown" last night of which I throughly enjoyed although Bob did come across as a bit of an arse at times. But anyway I was having a strum and thought I'd try and write a song in…

I was having a new gear day I received a new pedal for my Bass only £23 so I was playing with it with my eventide H9 and mojo mojo pedal and the tracks developed into this...corruption Hope you enjoy

It all started with a tinkle on the ivories Blue eyed boy some say you’ve got it The gift of the gab The harmonious Tounge That can sing a love song With all the good intentions gone Somewhere some blue eyed boy weeps all…

Possibly the last one for this years RPM The Only thing I feel The wind blew against the window and brought the morning I Sunlight hit the curtain and I’m sure it trying to break on through My senses woke to the smell of tobbaco…