February 2012
5 posts
Having a quiet night in? This goes well with a...
If you like rap, cool riffs and lots of energy,...
Exclusive track from my upcoming EP. Only up for...
NEW AND EXCLUSIVE TRACKS!!!
NEW AND EXCLUSIVE TRACKS!!!
January 2012
3 posts
13:34
Sun glare eyes
Spinning in one of those chairs
Wallet safely nearby
Friends across the room
Should go see them soon
See how the Christmas break has been
Need to not think about food
Too hungry for that
Keep my eyes on the screen a little longer
Feed my blog with marvels
Coffee Cup
Coffee cup. Coffee cup with blue and brown flowers on. Coffee cup on coaster. Coffee cup lifting higher and higher. Coffee cup lighter. Coffee cup not his. Coffee cup hers. Coffee cup in the hand of a nervous twenty year old. Coffee cup for first day on the job. Coffee cup to calm nerves. Coffee cup to drain the cold. Coffee cup beside the storyteller’s pen. Coffee cup on the workdesk....
HAHAHA SPICE GIRLS COVER!
December 2011
7 posts
My version of City and Colour’s...
Interpolation. We’re going to introduce the monkey to the main group soon.
Quit calling me names! Wait don’t say that, youu’ll make him mad. I don’t like him mad, he starts swelling up and spills wine on the carpet. All I wanted was a cosy night in, but he dragged me out to this horrible club, with all its strange ladies making me offers underneath the tables. Anyway, he started telling me I needed to loosen up and accept one. It won’t hurt he...
I gazed in through the window at him, sniffing the chimney as he scratched his back. The glass was smudged in all different places like some orgie happening had recently run rounds in his creepy little bungalo. He scratches again and sniffs the chimney, his nose is black with soot and his hair musty grey from the back-blow. I see the door to the room open and turning his back on the fireplace...
Waking up to christmas tree full boom with lights, twinkling terrors that sparkle in the mid-morning sunlight. I inspect the time on the mantelpiece clock, its five minutes faster than my phone time. I think some time ago I did this on purpose to get my engine running in the morning, but now its an inconvenience I can’t stretch myself to fix. Diabetes is a pain in the arse don’t get...
… If it was cold she’d have put on her fur coat, I remember there being a period of a week where she’d barely take it off. I was a good boyfriend. I gesture to her to show me the wrist again but then she starts saying it was best if she left, happy that we’d cleared the air. I hold her wrist as she rises, I tell her that if she ever needed me then she knew who to call. Her...
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I’m sat in a south london pub, a wetherspoons surrounded by dreadlocked women and dying men. No one cares about the riots here, no one cares about anything. I cant hold a conversation with someone for long without wanting to retreat into solitude. I find peopole like to either discuss the most unknown literature or political development to which I find myself on my android tapping away for...
April 2011
1 post
Looking At Roots
Ok I’ve missed out a whole load of weeks concerning the songwriting blog; plainly, because nothing has moved me to writing. For the past two weeks I’ve been back home, keeping busy in all sorts of ways. Just for those readers who don’t know, I’m a Christian and have been for over the last two months, so there will be some reference to God. I do hope this doesn’t halt...
March 2011
1 post
The Same Coat
Hey everybody, it has been an age since I last blogged on the project. I’ve been putting my head down more, soaking in all I can from my course and as you’ll read over the next few days, it has begun influencing my writing more and more. My plan is that as I’m a month behind in the blog that I shall release a weeks worth of blog every day till I’m done. So in the words of...
February 2011
2 posts
Improvise
Short one this time round, fitting for the subject. This weeks songwriting has been focused around improvisation and digging out the hidden melodies and grooves. Improvisation as taught in Drama has it’s boundaries and the rules should be set before the game begins. At the start of this new week I tried an improv track with my 8-9 friends around me, to some hilarious results.
The...
Give Up The Ghost
The machine rears it’s head and twists from side to side. All systems are rebooted and new software is installed. The machine awakes and takes a look at its new components. The machine attempts to smile, but realising it cannot, finds self-destruction a fitting end. The machine stands at the top of a building and views all below, all life darting round a metal square like lights in a...
January 2011
4 posts
Return To The Shire
My time in Sheeptown - has once again - come to an end. University has reintroduced me to the social wilderness that is life, so home became more than another port-of-call for me this time round. Nonetheless, I have missed the life I lived in Winchester. There is nothing quite like making a fish finger sandwich at 4am then writing a blog about it, that and songwriting, which is kind of what I do,...
A Heavy Challenge
To me rock songs should come there and then in the practice room: Four guys slashing away at their instruments with vehement intensity, giving their individual fire to the staggering flame that is the whole - the band - the unit. From the streets of Shepperton, to the big lights of Birmingham’s NEC I’ve travelled with my friends playing heart on sleeve to all within earshot. Somewhere...
Too Close To Home
My second week done and dusted, I can now emerge from my cave and tell all of the weirdness and wonders the past week presented. This week the ideas ran away into the abstract with ‘How I Became The Prince of France’ a comedy song about a young stylish man, who against his will becomes the Prince of France. ‘Human Being Human’ plugged my mind into a fuzzbox, while...
Week 1 - And So It Begins...
‘Write ten songs, then throw nine away, cos for every nine yellow submarines, there’s one penny lane” - Bob Dylan
For the last ten years, songwriting has been a big part of my life. It has helped me to make many friends along the way, awarding me also the confidence and self esteem gained through live performance. Now as I head towards twenty I look back on my teenage years and...