A song inspired by an amazing Friday night out in Atlanta, GA 1993 - I'd just arrived from Edinburgh, Scotland to stay with an old girlfriend of mine who was out for the night, when I got a call from a friend of hers called Les, asking if I wanted to go out - it was around 10pm. I was like "Yeah" but, as this was back in the days before mobile phones, we had to give each other details of what we looked like so we'd recognise each other. I got to the Highlander pub in Midtown an hour later, and the pub was jam packed. I thought there was no chance I'd find this guy... however, after managing to get a drink, I turned round and caught the eye of this cool looking dude who instantly shouted "Are you Gogs?" - I said YES and that was that - an instant friendship was made and we had a great night. Just two days later we played 5 songs together at an open mic night at Aunt Sally's bar. This is for you Les!

https://youtu.be/_yI4ikjnPjI?si=qMVZd-6A0w_U63E4

The Road Goes On Forever

Lost

Gravel tongue and a lantern sky,
She left in smoke without goodbye.
Breath turned black on windowpane,
I dream of rust and acid rain.

[Verse 2]
Her laugh still stains the maple floor,
Like blood beneath a cellar door.
Eyes stitched shut with threads and bone,
She sings through roots that crack my home.

[Hook]
I wear her name like steel wire,
Coiled tight around my throat.
The tree don’t bend the leash won't break,
I’m just bark,  bone and smoke.

[Verse 3]
Cracked memory echo holds faint,
Of nails and silk and drying paint.
Each step’s a thorn through shards of glass,
She speaks through me—but she never asks.

[Bridge]
Tetherbone, my tetherbone,
Bark for ghosts but liv alone.
She carved her name in bark and thread,
Now I'm left with what she bled.

[Hook – Repeat with slight variation]
I howl but no gods descend.
Her name's the rune I bend.
The collar's carved in stone and flame—
It drinks my breath. It speaks her name.


[Outro – whisper fade, like a prayer]
Crows don’t sing where love once lay,
Just creak and moan the wood will sway.
Tied to time, leashed to a tree,
And none but silence speaks for me.

Tether Bone

Singer-songwriter Dakota Gallivan has announced the release of his debut album, Life Is For The Living, out on May 16. The album’s title and overarching message was inspired by a Langston Hughes poem: “Life is for the living/Death is for the dead/Let life be like music/And death a note unsaid.” Together, the songs represent Gallivan’s embrace of life in all its forms and phases, telling stories of love and betrayal, grief and ghosts, taking leaps and saying goodbye. They’re told through high energy rock with diverse arrangements, sweeping instrumentation, honest, vulnerable lyrics, and melodic hooks that stay with you. 

Written by Gallivan and recorded at yellow DOG Studios in San Marcos, TX, this ten-song collection was produced by Grammy Award-winner David Percefull and features a bevy of notable Texas musicians, including Geoff Queen on slide guitar and resonator, Carter Arrington on lead guitar, and Phil Hook on drums. Indie rock stalwart Bob D’Amico (Sebadoh, No Chief, The Fiery Furnaces) was also a key collaborator. 

This Can't Wait

Ah, to return to the dating scene after some time off...

Me and You

A blend of vulnerability, dark humour and stark honesty, it captures the quiet chaos of emotional collapse through compulsive cycles of self-sabotage and despair.

Buy on BandCamp

Burning Bridges

Love’s A Loaded Gun (And I Pulled The Trigger)

I'm Still Yours

Fever Dream.mp3

INWARD PAIN

Nine Shots at Dawn is a sweeping narrative album rooted in the vast, sun-scorched landscapes of the American Southwest. It tells the interconnected story of a lone cowboy — a man weathered by love, betrayal, loss, and redemption — told across nine emotionally charged tracks.

From the melancholy of a love lost in “Love Plan” to the aching hope in “Redemption,” this album is a journey through broken vows, star-crossed borders, prison walls, and a father-son bond stitched together by time and memory. Every song is a chapter in a story drenched in dust, blood, and longing — backed by soaring guitars, haunting chants, steady, heartbeat-like drums, and a voice that cracks under the weight of history.

This is not just an album — it’s a legend passed down around a campfire, under the stars, where ghosts ride and hearts still burn.

Mexican girl

Musician, songwriter & producer near Edinburgh, Scotland. Recently started 'G-Funk' production team with Gary Fraser.