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I think the whole family have a new best friend called Rosie.

Hi everyone, just letting you know I don’t have a usual WordPress blog post schedule at the moment. I’m currently in the middle of producing a brand new album which is slowly but surely piecing together. A screenshot of one of the tracks I’ve been working on. The most important thing that has been put into place lately is that all my music is now streaming on Spotify, Apple Music and Amazon…

SHINING BEACON OF POSITIVITY

Continuing from last weeks post, I’m going to showcase another one of my initial tracks I wrote in my early days, the song ‘Delusional Troll’. I don’t usually like to reveal the true meaning of my lyrics as I prefer the listener to decide their own interpretation but I’m going to make an exception this time. When I finished my GCSE exams in the town I grew up in most of my closest friends…

SHINING BEACON OF POSITIVITY

Continuing from last weeks post, I’m going to showcase another one of my initial tracks I wrote in my early days, the song ‘Delusional Troll’. I don’t usually like to reveal the true meaning of my lyrics as I prefer the listener to decide their own interpretation but I’m going to make an exception this time. When I finished my GCSE exams in the town I grew up in most of my closest friends…

Around the age of twelve my Dad used to take me to the seaside town of Torquay every Saturday to go shopping. It was one of those weekends when I came across two very special music related DVD’s at the now deceased Virgin Megastore that changed my life forever: “A Film About Jimi Hendrix” documentary and “Metallica: Cunning Stunts” concert film. To this day I couldn’t tell you what made me…

‘Pieces of Life’ by TheodorWorker ‘Liquid Truth’ All my bridges burntNo sparkle in the starsNo redness in the sunsetJust the sad song of guitars You have a version of the truth I can’t believeYou’re all wrapped up in lies, I’ve got to leaveYou tell liquid truth from behind those eyesBut you hide it well behind indifferent sighs How soon ‘not now’ becomes ‘never’*And never nearly always means…

THE CIRCUS IS COMING TO TOWN

Artwork ‘La Belote’ by Nini Gollong You saw the light when you lost your soulBlind to the heavens you were on a rollBut suddenly your world went darkThe only thing left, a question mark It happened then as it happens nowThe Crescent Moon fights the Holy CowFace to face a death wish farceThe chances of peace on earth are sparse But I’ve heard the circus is coming to townThe city cries out for…

AN ‘ONLY CHILD’ & HIS MUM’S AMAZING GERM PHOBIA

This is my Dad’s new book all about his bizarre life. I’ve not read it yet but am told some of the dumb things I did as a kid are in it.

Art by Lucid Dream Photography I’m carrying the burden of your sanityHoping you won’t take it the wrong wayComing in last is better than firstThey say that every loser has their day The beast rests deep inside the forestThe darkest places summon up no fearRays of hope they cannot penetrateA canopy of words no one can hear Dreams can survive upon remnantsOf beauty that exists in your mind’s…

‘The Dove Has Flown‘ by Gregory Anthony Stone I don’t want to see the big pictureI’d rather be left aloneI’m not the centre of your universeIt’s a pity the dove of peace has flown Some say there are too many patriotsSome say freedom fighters are too fewSome say that it’s a bad omenTo hail a hero out of some loser we once knew Go fight the way the rebels fight for freedomStealth by day and at…

A HANDFUL OF STARS

‘Reaching to the Stars’ photo by Ares Nguyen How can you run before you can walk?How can you speak before you can talk?How can you listen before you can hear?How can you cry without just one tear? How can you dream before you’re asleep?How can you laugh when you ought to weep?How can you touch before you can feel?How do you know what you’re seeing is real? How can you hate before you know…

Surreal Art by HolgaJen HUNTING ALONE It’s only the endIt’s where you descendWhen you can’t be bothered to speakIt’s a lazy old streetAnd the people you meetAre either just boring or freak ‘What made you this way?’That’s all they can sayBut you don’t want to hear anymoreYou’re out on your ownTimed out and aloneAnd you’re eyes; they just stare at the floor ‘I’m reaching the end’That’s the…

Artwork by Brad Kunkle WEARING GOLD LEAF I played the guitarYou held the gunYou answered the questionsI answered none Some days you played coolCrowds you’d just hateYou smiled in the mirrorThanking good fortune’s fate Counting your blessingsWearing gold leafFrom a roof top terraceYou fired your gun; wounded the chief Last time I saw youYou’d swapped ammo for goldI still play the guitarYour…

SHADOWS ON THE SEA

In the beginning There’s a village not far from me called Capel-le-Ferne. Its name derives from the phrase ‘Chapel in the Ferns’. Proud locals often call it ‘The Village in the Clouds’. The rest of us call it ‘Capel-Le-Fog’ because it’s high up and every so often you can’t see a single thing there when the clouds stop over for awhile to take a rest. I like the village. It has a gentle feel. It…

DON’T HATE THE PLAYER, HATE THE GAME

A local cemetery I never knew existed DON’T HATE THE PLAYER, HATE THE GAME I liked you so much betterWhen your story was untoldNow you go backward looking forwardBelieving all that glitters is really gold You keep your demons in a suitcaseAn arrow in your heartYou’re crying out for plan BBut the game has yet to start You’re trapped in endless dreamlandI don’t understand one half of what you…

Yesterday at the farm down the road I had a chat with Number 85. We got on OK but our conversation was a one-sided affair. Because of that I thought I’d ask the lamb a few easy questions. It went like this. “What would you call a long rigid piece of metal?” The lamb answered, “Bar.” Next, “What would you call a counter in a pub?” Answer, “Bar”. Then “Another word for ‘obstacle’ please?” “Bar”…

This spoof mag cover from about ten years ago was found in a pile of old stuff. I’d almost forgotten it, and my long hair and glasses back then when making music was just that – making music. AN EMPTY HALL I never saw the crossroads on last year’s mapShould I take the left turn or the right?Straight ahead all I can see is a never-ending trapAs the sun shuts its eyes and says ‘goodnight’ That’s…