Smoke Signals

If songs are like tattoos, albums are like homes. Years of history, thoughts, journeys, places and people people all bundled into one package. Moving house always makes me reflect and look back on the years I spent in that place. It seems like songs always come out of that. Looking back, I can see my life and homes from 2004 – 2010 in the songs on Until Autumn Leaves. The years we spent living in a house by the woods are captured in Growing Wild. Now we are moving on again. It’s time to say goodbye to this chapter of our lives and move on to the next one.

This means it’s time for a new album. There are only six songs to share from the five years we lived in Saxon Wood Road. When we moved there, one of the things we loved about the house was the view from the back of the house. The cover for this collection of songs shows that view as it was, before it was developed.

cover

These songs are personal; they are about people. They also contain images and sounds of the places I’ve been and the things I have done. I hope that you’ll be transported as you listen to them:

You can also find it on Spotify, Google Play, iTunes, Amazon and all the usual places.

Here are some more photos I considered for the cover:

 

Where The Spine Meets The Head

I wrote this song in response to an event in my childhood. My Dad wrote a short piece about it, which some of the words are lifted from. You need to read it.

Maybe one day my brother will make a chainsaw sculpture of it and my sister and animation. Until then you’ll have to make do with a snow sculpture of Anne Boleyn and her dog watching an execution.

It’s a bit like “there’s a hole in my bucket” only not at all:

Acrostic Haiku

For the last month I have been writing acrostic haiku. This means writing a verse which adheres to the western interpretation of haiku (lines of five, seven and five syllables), while at the same time making the first letter of each line spell a word.

There are several variants of the acrostic haiku. You can just make sure the first word of every line spells something:

Your ancient trunk haunts
Every sacred cemetery
With poison berries

You can give every word in the line the same letter to emphasise the pattern:

Long life lines laying
Open. Our origin of
Growing golden grain

Or you can do the acrostic for every word in the verse:

Dandy amber nest
Downy evening lion
Inside out nature

It goes without saying that the word that the verse spells should also be the subject of the haiku.

You can see my efforts on my haiku blog.