A thought on the next step we as a collective human specie take for the future.
A wee poem for the next step in life.
Here's one about that old feeling.
A song from past, present and future.
A wee memory from the town of Hyeres.
Well this one kinda speaks for itself. https://youtu.be/WXXU27Opzs4 Lyrics The Names Of One They come with hats an They come with robes They'll come with one Descended from many They'll come with a stories They'll come with a prophet They'll come with glory Claimed for the almighty But If … Continue reading The Names Of One
Here's a song I wrote awhile ago. https://youtu.be/XX9SnTEnHk4 Lyrics Key inside Well you babel on Telling your stories Crown the heroes with worldly glories Answers are hidden in between your embellished lines And you expect Me to believe The tricks you pull from your sleeve I have no doubt they can … Continue reading Key Inside
It was a cold wet night, luckily there was an underpass to shelter and play some guitar. Enjoy https://youtu.be/iuySr2NRU30 Recorded in an underpass near Rifredi train station, Firenze 8 Dec 2017.
If I made plans, I'd have big ones for this year. In the meantime here's a wee bluesy thing from last winter in Firenze. Recorded in an underpass near Campo di Marte train station, Firenze late November 2017. Enjoy. https://youtu.be/XbGGqnrCvNc
Parc national des Calanques Oct 2017 Woke up to this view after deciding to leave Marseille on foot and head along the French Riviera. I spent the night under the stars in the Parc national des Calanques. Marseille was in interesting city, though for me it was a big step out of my comfort zone. … Continue reading Woke Up This Morning…..
Metz (sept 2017) This was my view from the tent for a couple of weeks staying on the municipal campsite in Metz. Waking up to the church bells across the moselle river before, the by now obligatory, cafe and croissants to start the day. Busking in Metz was ok. There are a few pedestrianised streets … Continue reading Woke Up This Morning…..
"Trouble arises in politics, religion or other systems for the good when small minds use the words of the great without understanding the weight or plainly as a means to manipulate." alex mccrea
If equality is the prize, it would seem stupid to pick a side. alex mccrea
"The fleetingly whimsical treasure So pure, without pain Like the moon so rare Ebbs and flows Growing and fading as it goes" ~alex mccrea
Just over a year ago I found myself at one of those metaphorical crossroads in life. I had just quit a job that wasn't doing me any favours mentally or physically and for a wage that kept the treadmill running. For a while I had been thinking about traveling and writing songs. A few years … Continue reading The Story So Far