I'm continually coming up with snippets of tunes, I must have several hundred quick voice recordings on my phone. I'm not a great piano player but I often sit at the piano first thing in the morning and sometimes musical ideas develop into songs, other times it's just 'practice'.
This is a song I wrote in 2025, music first, lyrics later with a theme of insecurity. I think many artists are introverts and are searching for their 'safe' space to create in; quiet and without distractions. Running away to Zanzibar sounds great but perhaps we can only take so much solitude.
A song about thoughts of madness, but it's ok, a sign more of the troubled times we now live in.
This is a song I wrote in 2025. I often practice slide tunes in open G or open D to 'keep my slide blues chops up'. This song developed from a riff in open D tuning on an acoustic guitar. I tend to write darker lyrics but decided to try and set a more optimistic tone, despite all the 'monsters in my head', it's now time 'to let all that go'.
Written on piano in winter of 2022, the developing Ukraine war, broken promises by world leaders on Global Warming mitigation and the loss of a dear friend all inspired this one. Randee wrote most of the lyrics with some tweaking by me to match the rhythm and cadence. 'Sometimes we're graced another dance - Luck, DNA or Circumstance'. All photos were taken by me, many in Scotland while visiting our daughter who now lives there, the history is palpable.
Climate change theme of course, getting a bit tiresome now, but it's something I feel must be repeated, we must all keep 'banging the drum', if not for us, for our children and grandchildren.
The mistreatment of animals is always full of intense emotions. Work horses, pit ponies and war horses were often mistreated and it's a grim reality. The subject is not easy, we want to ignore and turn away, there's no cheerful sing along here but it's still relevant, many pit ponies are still underground today in different parts of the world, particularly in Pakistan. A charitable organization 'The Brooke' https://www.thebrooke.org/ is very involved in working animal welfare and donations can be made on their website.
On August 19, 1942, approximately 6,00 troops, mostly Canadian, were ordered to travel from England by ship and small landing craft to attack the coastal town of Dieppe in France. The town was heavily fortified by German troops. It was anticipated that this 'surprise' attack would be relatively 'easy', however the Germans were fully alerted resulting in a 'murderous barrage of gunfire' as ramps dropped. Of the ~5,000 Canadians, only about one-third returned unscathed; the rest were killed, captured, or wounded. Later research suggests that the Canadians were sent in as a 'diversion' to allow British commandoes to attack a nearby German command centre to steal a coding machine and codebooks, which they did not accomplish.
I stumbled across a poem by Robert Service with a few lines that stuck in my mind 'why join the reckless, roving crew, why grimly take the road to ru', Columbus, Cooke and Cabot knew, but still they went'. Around the same time I read 'The Call Of The Wild' by Jack London and a tune and some lyrics developed.
Why do we go to the moon, the stars? Because they are there? Proably gold there too?
A tune about a truck driver desparate to get back home after his wife texted to say she'd be leaving, had decided she had wasted all her time on the relationship as he was always out on the road. Rain beating down, stuck in traffic, was the image that stuck in my head.