DESTINY COMES WITH A CURSE

‘Lost in Surreal’
Untitled Identity

The last time I ever heard your voice
You were singing, crystal clear
Making up for lost time
Still begging to disappear


You never wanted fame, I know
Yet destiny comes with a curse
Drags you up then lets you down
I don’t know what’s worse
Than being fed a big lie
One that you believe
Just to find out later
You’ve nothing to achieve
Except maybe for insight
Into all that I confess
Knowing me completely
No need to second guess
There are places that we come from
And ones we’re going to
Sometime our paths may cross again
I guess I hope they do


I’ll tell the others to look out for you
To keep me up to date
I need to know that you’re OK
Not leave it down to fate


Here’s a song from my 2018 album ‘The Pigeons Are Switzerland’. It’s called ‘Francesca’. I hope you enjoy;


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A BELL THAT DOESN’T CHIME

Source – Lieutenant Morris Meredith Williams was a talented artist and filled 15 pocket-sized sketch books while serving on the Western Front in WW1. The drawings, along with letters, he sent back home to his wife, Alice. There’s a book of his work called ‘An Artist’s War.’

A BELL THAT DOESN’T CHIME


You’re looking for a hero
That hero isn’t me
I gave up counting daydreams
And climbed into history
On that day I saw a thousand graves
They all said ‘Aged 19’
Wall to wall white marble stone
Stood on grass so green
They went on for miles
As far as I could see
Relics of remembrance
A cosmic storm’s debris


Were they just a band of brothers or just a band of new born ghosts?
Were it not for war they’d ditch the trenches for homeland’s coasts
What was once green grassland is now a battlefield so obscene
Where did it all go so wrong? Could it have been foreseen?


Guess that it hardly matters now
When the stones say ‘Aged 19’
Battles fought and lives all lost
Or something in between?


The portal up in the sky
Got opened bang on time
For mud and guts and diaries
And a church bell that doesn’t chime


Before lockdown shut the cinemas I’d seen the movie ‘1917’. Brilliant in so many ways. Since then I’ve watched it a couple of times more at home. I remembered I’d once written a song called ‘Age 19’ after visiting the WW1 graveyard in Etaples, France a few years ago where there were line after line of gravestones all marked ‘Age 19’. It makes you shiver; it makes lockdown a nothing. I’m told I had a relative who died on the last day of WW1. Imagine that. That war ended at 11am on 11th. November 1918. All he had to do was to stay out of trouble that morning. Sad, for sure. Above is the revised version of the original lyric.




I’m thinking ‘Time Out’ from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album fits the mood of the trenches in WW1. I hope you agree;


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THE ART OF FROST – ON CARS

Most days this winter are either freezing cold and rainy, or just plain horribly cold with frost everywhere. Generally the frost is just a white cloak, nothing special. However, yesterday when I thought I’d give the cars – not being used hardly at all because of the lockdown – a run before the batteries die I saw this ‘frost art’ on the bonnets. Surreal or what.    




Note the seagulls couldn’t help themselves on the bonnet

Some music to fit my mood. The song, ‘Hooked’. It’s from my ‘Rainbow’s End’ album available for download on BANDCAMP  When I wrote this back in 2017 I was having a battle with creativity, hence I wrote about my relationship with it. Scroll on, 3 years later and I’m back where I started, having another battle – same enemy. I hope you enjoy;




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CITY OF HEARTBEATS

‘Door to Avalon’

CITY OF HEARTBEATS


What’ll we do when it’s over and done with?
What’ll we do when we unlock the door?
What’ll we do when we crawl out of the subway?
What’ll we do if it’s not like before?


What’ll we see in the City of Heartbeats?
What’ll we see in the waves and the tide?
What’ll we see in the fields of the living?
What’ll we see with our eyes open wide?


What’ll we make of shadows as dancers?
What’ll we make of blue skies and the stars?
What’ll we make of faces uncovered?
And what’ll we make of reborn guitars?


The answer lives in that City of Heartbeats
The place where we will hold hands once more
The answer is found when she rests her head on your shoulder
No need to worry about what went before


Here’s my song, ‘Rebirth’, a song that fits these words. I hope you enjoy;



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GREY WOLF HOWLING AT THE MOON

Artwork by Dan Barrett

HOWLING AT THE MOON


It’s a pointless conversation
In a dark and empty room
You might as well go speak to
The grey wolf howling at The Moon


Searching for castles in the air
Lost in that same dark and empty room
Thinking of tomorrow’s daydreams
Praying they’ll come true sometime soon


This day, it counts for nothing
Worldwide, faces in disguise
In the clear sight of the invisible
Makes for sad eyes and sad goodbyes


Was it written in the stars
Or dressed up in some new tune
Those pointless conversations
Howling at The Moon?


Music wise the song below – one I wrote back when I was a student – fits my current mood, lost in a lock-down’s creativity free zone. The song seems it has real purpose now. I’d like to give it a new title. I hope you enjoy;



The inside of my head


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DANCING WITH THE SHADOWS


DANCING IN THE SHADOWS


We’re dancing with the shadows
To the heartbeat of the moon
While you’re out there doing battle
To a bygone marching tune


We’re a reality waiting to happen
No longer hiding behind closed doors
Your charisma counts for sweet nothing, my friend
When there is no mesmerized applause


We’re dancing with the shadows
To the shimmer of the sun
You’re never going to tame us now
Not me, not anyone  


Dancing with the shadows
And dreaming of the day
When truth and freedom are a given
And the silent have their say


We’re dancing with the shadows
To the whisper of the waves
Dancing with the shadows
No more graves, no barricades


Of this week’s pics only the fourth one is mine. The others are curtesy of the old man. He’s not been 100% for a while now, hence he’s not been writing nor blogging. Some of you might know him. His name is Mike Steeden and he asked me to send his regards. Anyway, we dragged him out on the only decent day we’ve had over the last few weeks. My sea pics were taken on the coastline, he’d found a place below I’d never noticed before. I liked his work more than my own on the day.





Time for some music. This week, ‘Ticking Clock’ from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album. The album is available for download at BANDCAMP I hope you enjoy;


Lastly, one of many accidental photos from the old man – one of about thirty when he left his finger on the phone without thinking. I don’t mind being a multitude of accidental silhouettes sometimes.


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LIPSTICK GIRL & TRADING SUITS FOR UNIFORMS


LIPSTICK GIRL & TRADING SUITS FOR UNIFORMS


The only sounds I’m hearing are birdsong, bombs and guns
I ask myself the question, ‘Are we the only ones
With eyes that see and hearts that break and hands that paint the scene?
While out there in the muddy Somme, they all died aged nineteen’


Scroll forward another century, no history books required
Big liars with big egos, how come their followers admired?
Lipstick girl, at rest in shadows, a heart that beats no more
Since Big Ego traded suits for uniforms kicking off an uncivil war


I ought to explain who ‘lipstick girl’ is. She’s a real person and she’s out there somewhere. On my blog post last week a few of us spoke about the lipstick girl and how she got badly treated by a shopworker aggressively talking down to her for no good reason, saying her lipstick wasn’t an essential item, so she couldn’t buy it. Her story got in the national news. Anyhow, it got me thinking that lipstick girl would be my metaphor for all good people and represent a reflection of the bad places humanity has been, and still is. Shopworker person, just a figure of speech for all that is rotten.




Time for a song, an old one at that. I wrote back in 2014 and called it ‘Shout at Newsreels’. I’ve never done much with this number so far but it fits this post, plus I have been shouting at news channels lately. I hope you enjoy;


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HONESTY & FABRICATIONS


Photographs courtesy of the sea

Honesty and fabrications
All that glitters can’t be good
Smiles, tears and accusations
Tell a kind of truth no one understood


I live in a hole in the ground
Above live the germs. Happy germs.
They play football most days
In empty stadiums
Mostly though
They can get on your nerves
They knock on my door uninvited
Chanting songs of imaginary guilt
Songs no one needs to know


I’d been hoping
In my forever hole
My neighbours
Were rabbits
Maybe badgers
Definitely not ants
But mainly they are rats
Fat rats, in smart suits
Making money out of politics
And screwing up people’s lives


Next door in the tower
Lives an overfed woodlice
He asked me if I had a gun
I told him I didn’t do guns
But I do climb fences OK
He speaks a lot
But doesn’t say much
He doesn’t like the blackbirds
And the best thing is
They don’t like him


Honesty and fabrications
All that glitters can’t be good
Smiles, tears and accusations
Tell a kind of truth no one understood


A quote I forgot, but rate. One that just came back to me a minute ago.
‘Lose your dreams and you might lose your mind’ – Mick Jagger





Some music. ‘Time Out’ from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album. The album itself is available from BANDCAMP I hope you enjoy;



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PRIDE & TIME

Sunday. The day after the sky ran out of rain


I got another request for a song on my blog, this time from the excellent blogger called ‘The Hinoeuma’ – here’s the link  https://cosmic-observation.com/  – definitely worth a visit if you haven’t been there before. The song in question being ‘Pride & Time’.  


The story behind this one started not long after I’d bought my new American Fender Telecaster. Whenever I began playing this guitar it was as if it was begging me to compose in American style. I’m  not sure why, but it seemed to have a mind of its own. Here it is. Lyric – adapted from a whole mass of words I’d written – first, the song follows on behind. The album the song came from called ‘The Devil’s Kiss’ is available to download on  BANDCAMP I hope you enjoy.


Words roll off this page will not see the day
Down, no crown, luck isn’t in the air

Lost in-between Pride & Time
Lost to this damn greed of mine

Blue, blue sky when will we meet again
Walls inside my head are hidden well

Lost in-between Pride & Time
Lost to this damn greed of mine
Dark days before the end

Lost in-between Pride & Time
Lost to this damn greed of mine






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RAINBOW’S END WILL STAY OUR SECRET

Is this the rainbow’s end?

It was – no names – recently suggested to me to play my ‘Rainbow’s End’ song on the blog. I take that as a request – I like requests. So here it is. Lyric first, song follows. I hope you enjoy;

On the day the ice caps melted
The sun swallowed up the sea
No rain from Africa to Eurasia
No spring time blossom on the trees


Rainbows end will stay our secret
For forever and a day
Rainbows end will stay our secret
For forever and a day


This song is not a blatant warning
I believe its far to late
Mankind’s ways of greed and war
Has defined this death wish fate


Rainbows end will stay our secret
For forever and a day
Rainbows end will stay our secret
For forever and a day


Rainbows end will stay our secret
For forever and a day



If you like this song the 10 track album of the same name can be download from BANDCAMP for just £5 or the equivalent currency depending on where you live.


Nearly at the top of the Pyrenees


On the way up


Halfway up


Going up, the dog has a long way to go!


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