Love it , got  a song set in Penzance in 1894 I have not released yet, about my great great grandfather, this would go nicely with it on a playlist love it

Watched this live on Wednesday. Loved it! Anyone help with the chords? Want to learn it

Beautiful song and wonderfully played. Storms off Cornwall in 1892-3 were a key part of the story of Imaginos by Blue Oyster Cult if you fancy checking it out. The BOC album is quite heavy, possibly their heaviest, but the triple album by the band's drummer Albert Bouchard is perhaps a more thorough telling of the whole tale. The first album is here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3zz6Vx6RgSMhnijMTg3ZUi

By The Wind Sailor
(Final recording for the new album Into The Waves)

This song is now being sung around Cornwall by Will Keating and has been released on his new album 'A Remembered Walk'.


Written on the 5th of June 2022

The song is in memory of the crew of the barque Iota and the brave Cornish men who came to their rescue at Bossiney Haven, North Cornwall, in December 1893.

The story of the local community selflessly rushing to the aid of the Iota crew, left a big impression on me and inspired me to write the song.

If you are interested in reading more about the ship wreck, there is a post on my Instagram page. The original newspaper report and some photos of the ship, as well as a picture of Charles Hambly can be found in the Iota life buoy post.

If you would like to sing this song, I would love to hear the results sometime.

Please  message me if you need to download the track, the full lyrics are below.

link to instagram in bio/info

By The Wind Sailor 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls set out to sea 
Well eleven men the crew would be and a cabin boy from Napoli 
Heading west for warmer seas carrying coal to the West Indies 
Iota and her crews journey crossed over into destiny 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Upon Lye Rock they clung to life off the coast of Bossiney 
A mounted man rode fast and tall into the port of Boscastle 
The coastguard heard the dreadful shout gathered some men an headed out 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three the Iota was lost at sea 
Lowered down the cliffs Charles Hambly a rockman from Longrass quarry 
And through the wild winter squall he became a life-line for them all 
Before the storm was past and gone 
They hauled the men up one by one 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Nine saved by Cornish bravery three souls lost to the watery 
Winter eighteen Ninety-three a sailor died heroically 
Into the waves eternally with the cabin boy from Napoli 
Find a way home find a way home find a way home find a way home 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

5th June 2022 

Jon Woode

Artwork: Original oil painting by Laura Terry lauraterry.co.uk

By The Wind Sailor (Barque Iota 1893)

My Purpose

Dinosaurs and Meteors

Life is changing
most of the time,
but if you are near me,
I’m fine.

Hope’s not dying
most of the time.
I’ll be right here with you—
it’s fine.

Glowing fragments in the night,
we turn towards the sky,
and I’m holding your hand
while we watch the light.
We are dinosaurs,
watching meteors.
We are dinosaurs,
watching meteors,
hoping everything
will be alright.

A new era
from time to time.
There’s before and after—
it’s fine.

Glowing fragments in the night,
we turn towards the sky,
and I’m holding your hand
while we watch the light.
We are dinosaurs,
watching meteors.
We are dinosaurs,
watching meteors,
hoping everything
will be alright.

If this is what marks a new era for us,
a before and after today,
caused by a comet dividing our past
and taking the old life away—
how is it that we are the dinosaurs
and the comet at the same time?

Are we dinosaurs
or the meteors?
Are we dinosaurs
or the meteors?
Are we dinosaurs
or meteors?

Songaweek 16 2025

Dinosaurs and Meteors

Midnight Reverie

A compass needle points towards the north, even when it’s buried in a drawer
You can burn the map, clean the mud from your boots, but it won’t erase what came before

Run away before the summer
Flee the garden before it blooms
Lilac time with love too shy
It isn’t real if no one finds you

(Instrumental)

Drift along until the summer
Flee the garden before it blooms
Lilac time with love too shy
You aren’t real if no one finds you

Seeking refuge in strange cities, somewhere that no one can find you
But drifting in a faceless crowd doesn’t soothe the way it used to

Run away before the summer
Flee the garden before it blooms
Lilac time with love too shy
It isn’t real if no one finds you

Before it blooms

Traditional folk but also a deconstruction of it, as is Rusby's thoroughly contemporary way; the 'female' side of all those 'heave away, haul away' shanties, revealing a tender human story of cruelly divided lovers.
lyrics
Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me
Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea
Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand
And cruel was the big ship, that took him from the land
Haul away, boys, haul away
Haul away, boys, haul away

Cruel was the water, that ship it sailed upon
Cruel was the fair wind, for now my loves he's gone
Had you blown a roaring gale they'd have left him on dry land
Where he would walk besides me and I would hold his hand
Haul away boys, haul away
Haul away boys, haul away

The ring beneath my pillow, is the ring he gave to me
I'll wear it on my finger, for all the world to see
But cruel was the captain, the bo'sun, and the men
For they didn't give a farthing if I saw my love again
Haul away, boys, haul away
Haul away boys, haul away

Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me
Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea
Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand
And cruel was the big ship, that took him from the land
Haul away, boys, haul away
Haul away, boys, haul away
credits
Maz- lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Gaz- bass, percussion, backing vocal.
from Poachers on the Common (LP), released September 8, 2022  https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/poachers-on-the-common-lp
Song by Kate Rusby

Cruel

Alt version: Venus

The Hill of Dreams

He walks in light
A shining flame
A spark ignites just at his name
No need for stars when he's around
His laugh alone's the sweetest sound

His eyes are oceans
Deep and wide
I lose myself
No place to hide
Each glance he throws
My heart's on fire
He is my dream
My one desire

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall

No need for diamonds
Gold
Or fame
His love is worth more than a name
The world may spin
But he's my ground
With him
My joy knows no bound

His touch is soft
His heart is kind
A treasure rare
So hard to find
In his embrace
I find my peace
A love like his will never cease

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall


I Lose Myself

🎧 Song Insight: "Yeah...."
A fogged-up windshield. Static on the stereo. Two kids in silence, smoke curling through unspoken things. “Yeah....” isn’t just a mood—it’s a memory trapped in the backseat, where time slows down and even failure feels poetic. A blend of spoken confessions and low, haunting melodies, this song captures that liminal space between not caring and caring too much. For anyone who ever skipped school, lit up with shaking fingers, or tried to disappear into the right song—this is your moment, frozen in reverb.

🎙️ Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My song is skipping
Didn't miss a beat
Never worked
That adapter was cheap

[Verse 2]
In the back seat by the window
Watching smoke curl around his fingers
Thinking that would be neat
I watched as the ash fell just to see
He was looking at me
I turned away and took a drag
Pretended I was mad

[Verse 3]
Shit—I forgot to do my homework
Still half-stoned from last night
We stayed up all night on the phone

Didn’t matter
It’s too late
I was already failing
Wished he’d just give up

[Interlude]

[Verse 4]
But the world being wrong didn’t matter
My song was on
In that moment...
nothing was wrong
Even if it was just for a second
Everything could feel right

[Bridge]
It was my film
A cinematic scene
Some other show
on some other planet

[Verse 5]
But you knew—it was you
You were the star
And as the camera pulled back
you looked past your reflection
past the weight of one more mistake
you weren’t ready to let go

[Outro:Extended]
The words flood your head
We’re supposed to be young
We’re supposed to be dumb
We’re supposed to sing along
to another fucking song


💭 Artist Reflection
I didn’t write this song. I remembered it. Or maybe it remembered me.
This isn’t a fantasy or a metaphor—it’s what it felt like to be almost invisible but still alive.
You didn’t need plot back then. You just needed someone to pick you up and not ask questions.
We didn't have therapy—we had the right cassette.

🔊 About 4Me2BeFree
4Me2BeFree is a memory loop you forgot you recorded—half nostalgia, half raw nerve. Every track is a cinematic echo of a life still healing in real-time.

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Yeah.....

all there's left to eat is humble pie..... 

Humble Pie

Songwriter/Composer

I'm working on a few different projects this year. Now finished and in the works are 10 instrumental tracks, soon to be released on the POKE music label by Lift Music and Boost Music (for use in TV and film). 
Songs of Land and Sea, is an album of my songs with other singers performing them, I am about half way through this one now. 
I will also be releasing my own album of new songs sometime this year.

Latest release:

Three instrumental pieces on the album 'Whispers From A Pink Moon',  released on The Box label at Bibliotheque Music, Published by Cavendish Music.
Tracks include:
1. Rolling Along 
6. Maybe Today 
9. Summer Skies 
link below (aka JGKT)

By The Wind Sailor, released by Will Keating on his album A Remembered Walk

Discography: 
(All available on Spotify and all the others)

Albums:

Into The Waves (2023)

Dystopian Landscapes (2020)

Little Hollow Farm, Instrumentals (2020) 

Full Circle (2020)

Dangling (2019)

The Rook (2012)

Country Roads (2008) 

Into the Wildness (2006) 

Dance To I love You (1990 -2005, very early rough demos from another lifetime J T).

By The Wind Sailor (Barque Iota 1893)

Jon Woode

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