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...