In 1847 the Irish were suffering severely and millions were dying. The Choctaw people in Oklahoma, USA learned of their plight and raised 5000 dollars for them.
The monument 'Kindred Spirits' was erected in Midleton, Cork, Ireland.

Brothers is about our shared humanity, especially just now during the pandemic

Brothers

Wolves have always been a creature of fascination for me and for many.
So when I read the story of Biologist and wolf expert Gudrun Pflueger's cancer diagnosis and subsequent recovery that she attributed to her encounter with a pack of wolves in a meadow, a pack she was studying, I knew I would write a song of some sort.
Within half an hour, I Can Hear Echoes was born..
"The situation kind of carefully evolved. It was always their decision to come closer and closer. They didn't rush. They took their time. They tried to smell me. They never showed any sign that they would even remotely consider me as prey, They just accepted me.” stated Pflueger
"They gave me their will to fight for my life and be determined"
Plflueger is now cancer free
(Quotes taken from The Smithsonian Magazine)
Animals can be such a powerful influence on us as a species, it's so important we look after each and every one of them

I Can Hear Echoes

Dancing In the Dark (Bruce Springsteen)

Ambient, Melancholy, Piano, Vocal, Feeling

A Passion For Something

And I want to be the first to say goodbye
And i want to be the last to see you cry
pushed up and waiting for the nod
grab my hand and ill take you there...

Dreams

No sweat, no fear, no danger, ain't no notes, no voice, no paper, no choice. No sweat, no
fear, no danger, ain't no notes, no voice, no paper, no choice. Look up, look down, but
don't look around, check in, check out, no receipts for the mouths.
Look up, look down, but don't look around, check in, check out, no receipts for the
mouths. The shakes of the shakes, the breaks of the breaks, the breath that we take and
the hearts that we break. Put the bones back in the dirt Let the rain wash away the hurt
Place the bones back in the dirt Place the bones back in the dirt So they won't feel any
hurt Place the bones back in the dirt They won't feel anymore hurt Place the bones back
in the dirt Place the bones back in the dirt Place the bones back in the dirt Place the
bones back in the dirt As I walk and look for a friend I'm met with sweat No food, no band
in the road No light relief from the hurt In my bones I go dig them up again Just to check
that they're mine As I walk and look for a friend I'm met with sweat No food, no band in
the road No light relief from the hurt In my bones I go dig them up again Just to check
that they're mine Just to check that they're mine Just to check that they're mine All I
need is a little more time Place the bones back in the dirt All we need is a little more
time So they won't feel anymore hurt All we need is a little more time Place the bones
back in the dirt All we need is a little more time All we need is a little more time All we
need is a little more time Place the bones back in the dirt All we need is a little more
time

Embers of a Journey through Bone and Burden

Flipped

When You See It

A haunting blend of cinematic alt-folk and ambient indie, where intimate storytelling meets vast sonic space. The production feels organic yet slightly otherworldly — somewhere between Ben Howard’s brooding minimalism, Bon Iver’s ethereal layering, and Radiohead’s atmospheric melancholy.

The Night I fell into the Darkness

What are You

Just a reflection from the open letter to the terrorists by the husband who's wife was shot at the Bataclan in Paris. 
'They will not get my nor my childs hate'

*Can you see me *

Unphotographable

Support the music

A song about my little buddy i met selling a chicken near Nakuru, Kenya. His name was Oscar.

Oscars ghost

picking up the dont minds,
finish off the moonshine, racing words that dont rhyme, trying to find the time to tell you why, I look at you this way.
Large bursts of electric, pass quick dont break the circuit, my heart needs electric, I think ive figured out just why I'm here and you are near...

This is my girl
This is my girl
someday or maybe in another world..

rocket boosters hold tight, you never know this might be our night,
I sure will fight for you to be my girl, to be my girl..
picking up the dont minds, finish off the moonshine,
racing words that dont rhyme,
trying to find the time to tell you why,
I look at you this way

This is my girl..
this is my girl..
someday or maybe in another world......

Sunshine no.9

This is one of our new tracks. Not totally finished yet. but almost.

Rose gardens

From the same dream-river that gave rise to The Lost Gecko, comes The Sleeping Otter — a quieter echo from the same heart.
Where The Lost Gecko roams through folk, fire, and human ache, The Sleeping Otter drifts beneath the surface — exploring the slow tides of memory, the hush after the storm, and the soft pulse of the unseen world.

Both live in the same creative forest — songs born from reflection, spirit, and the strange beauty of being alive.
The Sleeping Otter is the stillness to The Lost Gecko’s motion.
A companion in the same evolving story — two sides of one voice.

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