My Dad, 
Ronald Gennery (Ronnie Babes)
who passed away 29th December 2020
Photo of Mum and Dad on Brighton beach sometime in the 50's

Thank you pops for.......

Buying me, for a combined 13th birthday and Christmas present,
a drum kit. Little did we know, the magical music world that it would open up. A wonderful place that still excites and feeds my creative needs to this very day. Gives me reason and a purpose and never lets me down.
Gifting me, for my 16th birthday, my first guitar, because I wanted to write songs.
Letting me bang around on the expensive piano that stood in the hallway of our family home, because I needed to write "Piano" songs.
Taking my band of school mates all over London for gigs. Being our driver, chief roadie and head of security.
Always being interested in everything that I do, especially my music, right until your last breath.
And most important, for making, then shaping me to be the man that I am today.

The Sea:

The sea's all I need, shuffle and hide,
go figure with the tide.
The sea's where I needed to be.
The morning my father died, caught a chill deep inside,
but not from the breeze.
Sniffle and sigh, quake through my knees,
one step at a time.

The sea's where I needed, to be,
to work out how I feel, shift thing's about.
Brain overkill, which way to go,
shall I follow, the same path as I always do.
You, you won't be here, when I return.
You, you won't be here.....ever again.
I won't see you, ever again.

the sea

words and music K. Gennery
Image of my 20 track recorder. This song has 32 tracks on it. 
More bouncing than Jane Russell on a trampoline......



Same shit different day time to hit the road,
head over to pastures new, on the way I'm gonna dump this heavy load.
Cause the grass is always greener, so they say,
Pack my bags a few goodbyes and I'm on my way.

Lets go, lets go, leave our troubles all behind
cause you have your share and I've got mine.
Lets go, lets go, leave our troubles all behind
cause you have your share and I've got mine.

I'm a man of the world.

Faint heart never won fair maiden and thats my stance,
Nothing here but disapointments, gonna go and take another chance.
I dream, I scream, can't breathe, got to get away,
You've done all your contemplating, so what do you say?

Lets go, lets go, leave our troubles all behind
cause you have your share and I've got mine.
Lets go, lets go, leave our troubles all behind
(This lifes for living, doesn't stop it giving me the bird)
cause you have your share and I've got mine.
I'm a man of the world.

lets go

Words and music K Gennery
Image not my own

Ive been left, in lost and found,
An out of date parcel that gets kicked around.
Gathering dust, cobwebs and stuff,
hidden out of view, never to get picked up.

Alone again, on my own again,
Theres bodies everywhere.

Ooh, feel the heat on my skin,
light the fire within.
Ooh, taste the salt on my tongue,
watch the sea swallow the sun.
Here I go again.

I am stuck, its awfully dark,
theres no flint at hand to ignite a spark.
Guess Im in, so very deep,
this is no part time gig,
this things for keeps.

Alone again, on my own again,
Theres bodies everywhere.

Ooh, feel the heat on my skin,
light the fire within.
Ooh, taste the salt on my tongue,
watch the sea swallow the sun.
Here I go again, I go again. Here I go again.

lost and found

mrcagey.bandcamp.com

words and music K Gennery

For my darling wife who, at the best of times, does a difficult job within our National Health Service. Throw in a pandemic and that very same job becomes almost impossible.

Lyrics:
I don't know how you do the job you do,
the responsibility of seeing it through.
Pressure from all sides,
looking out for the welfare of buildings and lives.

If I were to spend one day in your shoes,
(shoebie doobies, ooh shoebie doobies)
by mid afternoon Im sure I would have blown my fuse.
(Bang, Bang, Pop, Pop, BOOM!)
There'll be blood and guts everywhere,
as I explode and take them all out.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,Take them all out.

There'll be blood and guts everywhere,
as I explode and take them all out.

This songs to say Im so very proud of you,
and to confirm the fact I never want to borrow your shoes.
Cause I don't wanna do any time,
reflecting on my crime, of taking them out.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
Take them all out
(gotta get away, gotta get away)

Take them all out

take them all out

Words and music K Gennery
Image not my own

Dodge around the cracks and never underneath,
a black cat ladened ladder pointing vertically.
Salt thrown over shoulder, new shoes never laid upon,
the table that I write these lyrics on.

Every now and then I think maybe somethings changed,
but a kick between the legs tells me its the same old game.
I keep running at the gauntlet with me slippers on,
no traction to be had least I got this song.

Never ending, constant being.
Always with me, give me something to believe in.
Theres nothing....nothing at all.

The mirrors always cracked cause the horseshoes upside down,
the brollys opened indoors theres no rain around.
I keep skipping round those cracks and never underneath,
a black cat ladened ladder pointing vertically.

Never ending, constant being.
Always with me, give me something to believe in.
Theres nothing....nothing at all.

Nothing at all

nothing at all

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own

for Abigail Marjorie Lockhart

Well I dont know why you looked at me that way
Im just an old man with not much going on
Nothing left to give no real reason to live
Yet you fell into my arms

I whispered youre beautiful and you looked at me then smiled
said my worlds a better place with you in it
please stay here with me for a while
Dont go
Stay stay stay

Abby please dont go
Dont you go

The touch of your hand made me understand
that theres life in the old dog yet
Not much I admit but more than I thought
so I thank you so much for the gift

I whispered youre beautiful and you looked
at me in the way that you do
Said youll make a wonderful doctor
if you only just see it on through

Dont go
Stay stay stay stay stay

Abby please dont go
Dont you go
Abby dont go
Please dont go

I love to dream cause
when I close my eyes to dream
the impossible becomes the reallity

life in the old dog yet

For the defenders of Ukraine.

Written, recorded and produced by K Gennery.
All instruments played by K Gennery except the wonderful main piano's and beautiful BV's by Alise Kirtley. 
Image not my own.

Thank you Alise for being so generous with your time and talent and coming to work in my very basic home studio, with ancient gear and an ancient bloke. You helped to make the record exactly what I had imagined. It truely needed a gifted pianists touch and not my rough and heavy mitt's.
Twas a delight spending time with you. 

Heres the actual open mic performance.
https://youtu.be/CLDW8ZK1J-g

And Alise performing a cheeky little number at the very same open mic.
https://youtu.be/7PvJ6utVoC8

A few links to my fave songs from Alise and her band, The Bearing.
https://youtu.be/ixaPvRT08Is
https://youtu.be/ZE168NXoXJU
https://youtu.be/p3sm6Buu1ec


The story:
I wrote this song on my acoustic guitar and started to record it that way, but just wasn't getting the vibe as I did when played live. I tried various ways to get it down with the guitar including an electric...nope, nothing happening.
So I  then thought maybe it wants to be a piano song but my wooden, plonkey key skills were not up to the task. About this time I was thinking possibly the song was not that good. Maybe I was feeling the emotion from the lyrics and not the melody. So I decided to play it at the next open mic, along with two other new songs and I asked the audience to pick which to record next. They all said this one.  On the way to sit back down Alise, who I knew was an amazing piano player, said, "Thats a beautiful song". So, I tried my luck and replied, "I'm just not getting it down with the guitar, what the song needs is a classically trained pianist, anyone spring to mind?" Alise smiled and said, "I would love to be involved". I was tickled pink.






Lyrics:
So many of us fall, cause we all heard the call,
to bleed blue and yellow.

For this is our own home, dust will cover our bones, forever,
we'll never concede.

If I can't be found, lightening marks the ground,
 if I can't be found, lightening marks the ground,
where I once stood.

Keep or children safe, teach them of our bravery.
Death in defiance, we'll never be compliant to invasion,
cause this is our nation.

If I can't be found, lightening marks the ground,
 if I can't be found, lightening marks the ground,
where I once stood.

Where I Once Stood

Word and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own
(recorded on a 8 track Adat machine through a Seck analogue desk around 2002............ more bouncing than Zebedee!!!)

So i flip me my fate, spin me my dreams,
better make a date cause bad luck hangs on me,
heads i will run tales i will stay,
fetch me my gun it's a good dying day.

I will not hide for i will not see,
the tears that you cry rain down on me,
heads i will run tails i must stay,
better fetch my gun it's a good dying day.

Tell me why does it have to be this way,
why can't we leave together in peace every day,
tell me why does it have to come to this,
promise me something i won't die without your kiss.

Good dying day

Words and music Kevin Gennery........For Lizzie, my dear friend.
Photo of Lizzie

When you smile there's a light shinning in your eyes,
but hidden way beneath,
the opposite is true, deep down dark and blue,
it came as quite a surprise,
oh you have some things to work on through.

But you're smarter enough to know,
this is not the road that leads,
to where you want to go,
so take your guitar in your hands,
won't you strum a little song,
hum yourself a tune
you know it won't take to long,
a major 7th melody should do to get you through.

I don't really know you,
but sure would like to soon,
look away you looked away,
I didn't really know you but hope i will get to real soon,
look away you looked away when i played




 

I wrote this after Lizzie and me old self had our first twang together on the geetars.....from the one jam session came this song and a lovely friend.
Lizzie sung some bv's and if you listen carefully, you can hear her sweetie of a laugh during the break near the end of the track.

Deep Down Dark And Blue

Words and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own
Gorgeous female vocals courtesy of Lizzie Andrews.

There's a strange kind of emotion,
i have going on inside,
like a smash and a grab, twist and a turn,
of my tattered torn mind.

Can i burst out of this bubble, yes little old me,
if i huff and i puff can i blow these walls right down.

And step out from this madness well i don't know,
terra firma seems the right place to go oh oh.

Cause i'm free falling, free falling, free falling,
gotta get my feet back down on the ground,
free falling i hear you call my name,
free falling, gotta get my feet back down
on the ground once again.

Such a funny situation, cause i feel the same way too,
lost in a world of desperation, where all the colours turn to blue,
can i help you pop that bubble, yes little old me,
cause everyone is a critic in this cynicle world,
i think that you agree.


This was written especially for my dear friend Lizzie Andrews to accompany me. And when  lovely Lizzie started singing I got a tingle run down me old spine....still do when I hear that second verse....gets me every single time and always will.

mixes

Little Old Me

words and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own

Well Iv'e waited so long cause I know you are there,
waiting on me too.
It's just a matter of time, till we both walk along the same line.

I can see it now, well I nod you a wink then you flash me a smile.

With a little luck, with a little luck, with a little luck,
I'm gonna find you.
With a little luck, with a little luck, with a little luck,
I'm gonna find you.

Iv'e been searching so long cause I know you are near,
I can feel it in my bones.
Bet you feel it too, we both know what we have to do.

I can see it now, well I nod you a wink then you flash me a smile.

With a little luck, with a little luck, with a little luck,
I'm gonna find you.
With a little luck, with a little luck, with a little luck,
I'm gonna find you.

Unknown Album (04/06/2017 17:02:18)

with a little luck

Word and music K Gennery
image not my own
For Lizzie, a dear friend who makes me chuckle!

Chasing shadows going round in circles,
losing me direction same goes for my mind,
I was wondering if you could spare me a little of your time?

They say...
will you have a go at that for me possibly do this,
shall I dance the hokey cokey whilst they extract the piss,
I was wondering if you could spare me a little of your time?
It helps to see you every once in a while,
cause you brighten up my day,
and lighten my load with your.........smile.

smile

words and music by Kevin Gennery
image not my own

When I leave you will come on with me, in my blood, heart and my soul,
you will touch all the things that I see, beside me where ever I go.

There's a lock of your hair in my pocket, 
your perfumes still scenting my clothes, 
with your laughter still ringing in my ear,
when I get to where I'm going you'll know.

Ooh ooh,
got a bone or two to pick on through to do what I have to do,
ooh, ooh,
try to understand I'm a complexed man carrying a heavy can,
full of worms.

Hey Mr driver, push the pedal down,
I need to get to somewhere, far away from town,
there's voices in my brain, why I don't rightly know,
just gotta get away, and lay myself down low.

I see the flashing lights behind me,
hear the siren screaming my name,
feel the rubber of the tyres, trying to grip in vain,
and the road stretches out before us,
it ends in the ocean blue, hey Mr driver I'll take it from here,
and do what I have to do ooh ooh ooh.

Think I got to where I'm getting to go.

worms

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

For Lizzie, Vicky and Daisy......my three lovely ladies XXX

Three lovely ladies in a sea side shack, had a great time,
hope to to be invited back again, love to go back some day.

Drank a cup of builders tea and had a really nice chat, twanged the guitars,
man I even sat for a while, well it seemed for quite a while.

Oohee these things mean so much more to me,
it may be just another day for you, doing what you always do.

Three total darlings in a sea side shack, gave two a kiss goodbye,
the other one a pat on the back oh, it's hard for me to get that low.

So I headed off home walked through the door, spent the next half hour,
stretched out on the floor again, why does it have to be this way?

Oohee these things mean so much more to me,
it may be just another day for you, doing what you always do.
Why oh why, must I only get by?
when there's so much life to live and I have so much more to give.

Three lovely ladies in a sea side shack,
Three lovely ladies in a sea side shack,
Hope to go back, some day.

Sea side shack

sea side shack

words and music by K Gennery
image not my own

Leave it alone, I don't go there any more.
The look on your face, you don't believe a word that I say.
That vacant stare and rolling eyes,
cut deep inside....me.

Disbeliever, but you don't really know who I am,
and you can't understand how it feels.
You suspect I'm some kind of fooler,
try a day spent in my shoes I can guarantee you'll lose your mind.

Awkward silences scream out loud,
gaps in the conversation it's not how things used to be.
and the way that you glance at the clock waiting on time,
to move on and me to do the same. 

Disbeliever, but you don't really know who I am,
and you can't understand how it feels.
You suspect I'm some kind of fooler,
try a day spent in my shoes I can guarantee you'll lose your mind.

Just a little bit, just a little. Just a little bit, just a little.

Disbeliever, but you don't really know who I am,
and you can't understand how it feels.
You suspect I'm some kind of fooler,
try a day spent in my shoes I can guarantee you'll lose your mind.

Unknown Album (05/06/2018 11:41:43)

disbeliever

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own

For Monkey.
life can often be upside down, inside out and back to front
but we should never give up.
Contemplation is okay, it can make us re-evaluate, help open our eyes to the beauty and the majesty in all that surrounds us.

Song:
I'll see you later my sweet alligator, far away from here.
I'll see you later on my sweet alligator, cause I'm moving on.
Far away from here.

This thing won't leave me alone, so I'm off there on my own,
have to find some kind of peace gotta be out there, somewhere.
This thing just won't let go, it's chewing up my bones,
creeping and a crawling inside me.

I'll see you later my sweet alligator, far away from here.

This thing won't leave me alone, so I'm off there on my own,
have to find some kind of peace gotta be out there, somewhere.
This thing just won't let go, it's chewing up my bones,
creeping and a crawling inside me.

sweet aligator

sweet alligator

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own

I was dancing on the sky, clouds beneath my feet,
lightening at me heels, I wished you could have seen.
All the beauty in my mind, Shinning through these visionary eyes,
this was no ordinary, ordinary dream.

Grey had hued to blue, black it bleed to red,
a kaleidoscope of colour, deep inside my head.
And the only thing that was missing, you were not there dancing by my side,
this was no ordinary, ordinary dream.

You ooh, I'll be waiting for you ooh, I'll keep waiting waiting for
You ooh, when are you coming, are you coming on.....through.

It was a wonderful concoction , something to behold,
not a touch of contradiction the stories that we are told.
All the beauty in my mind came shinning through these visionary eyes,
this was no ordinary, ordinary,ordinary, no ordinary, ordinary, no ordinary dream.

You ooh, I'll be waiting for you ooh,
I'll keep waiting waiting for, you ooh,
I'm still waiting for you ooh,
when are you coming, are you coming on.....through.

I was dancing on the sky, clouds beneath my feet,
Lightening at me heels, I wished you could have seen.

no ordinary dream

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own

Said the moon to the sky, should I fall down tonight.
With a bang and a bump, celestial slump.
Would you help me back up again.
I need to shine for the world, this hate filled world.

One day it all has to end, back to dust and begin once again.

Ooh, ooh.

Said the moon to the stars, how far you glow.
Though we all hang together, you I don't really know.
Shall we touch base, just incase it all implodes.
And we crash down on the world, this greed feed world.

One day it all has to end, back to dust and begin once again.

Ooh, ooh.

Rain down on me, rain down on me.

said the moon

words and music K. Gennery
image designed by mr cagey

If I were to paint a portrait of you,
layer upon layer oil mixed with dew.
Canvas part torn weathered and worn,
a wondrous reflection resplendent in colour.

If I were to sculpture in marble or stone.
Alabaster skin flawless in tone.
A peachy complexion a hint of rouge,
lines to be seen more than a laughter or two.

If I were a poet my sonnet to you,
would flow from my heart that’s been battered and bruised.
Words on page of passion and rage,
an inky endorsement of love and of hate.

Ohhh, let it go now, I need to have some peace of mind.
Ohhh, let it go now,
find myself a release, that finally sets me free.
From all the confusion, downright delusion,
turmoil swirling around, inside me brain.

of love & of hate

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

I made my way to Chicago, felt the wind on my face.
Sometimes the noise could be quite deafening, but I couldn't bear to leave that place.

Through hail snow fire and flood.
I would be there with them.

It Was....all going down in Chicago,
there was love life and death.
I can still see them talking outside the doors, in my head taste their frosty breath.
Through hail snow fire and flood.
I would be there with them. I would be there with them. Every step of the way.
Come what may.

Once a week in Chicago, man I could even feel the cold.
Sit and watch the trains passing over the bridge,
nothings been the same since you've been gone.
Nothings been the same since you've been gone.
I haven't felt the same since you've been gone.

once a week in chicago

words and music K Gennery
image taken from my back garden

Bring me a fully functioning brain,
a spine that can move freely from pain.
But I'll keep this old heart, if it's all the same,
It's the best part of me.

Though it's been wounded many a time,
I shall never exhange for a draconian kind.
Always open given totally free,
it's the best part of me.

Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.

Still beating strong after all it's been through,
I could tell you my woes unbelievably true.
But I'll leave it for now, maybe later you'll see,
It's the best part of me.

Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.

oh forebode

oh forbode (best part of me)

words and music K. Gennery
Ickle felt Betty & Dave (supercats) made by my dear friend and fellow cloudie Nic Evennett

Go to sleep my little man for its nearly over,
soon you'll have to leave, me.
Rest your weary head on my trembling hand,
I can feel you breathe for the last time, soon you will be free,
chasing butterflies way beyond the stars.

The grass grows tall where your'e going and the sun it always shines.
You can stretch out just like supercat, catch some rays and watch the ducks glide on by.
Someday we will be there by your side, till then wait patiently.

Rest in peace my baby boo soon your pain will cease to be
 then work it's way into me.
Pull my flesh apart cut deep inside my heart.

Go be with your brother now, where the sun it always shines.
You can stretch out just like supercats catch some rays and watch the ducks glide on by.
It's safe there no need for you to hide, cause soon I will be there by your side.
Till then wait patiently.
I'll be counting the weeks, months and years, till I see you again.
And hold you in my arms.

supercats

words and music K Gennery

A song inspired by one of my favourite tv programmes, BBC's detectorists.
I developed the four part harmony, which I sang myself, from an original idea by the extremely talented cloudie and fellow fan of the show, Nic Evennett.

Words:
Fly on a recce surveying for clues,
a reflection or a sparkle, means the world to you.
Then you swoop down and take it and hide it up high,
a treasure trove of goodies, sway in the sky. 
And we all know.

Sunlight is your accomplice in tandem you toil,
hour after hour, through bush, grass and soil.
Probing for that moment, discover like no other,
decades lay unfound, riches abound.

What you need is shimmering, all kinds of precious things,
like rubys and diamond rings they all catch your eye.
And when you see it glimmering, all kinds of pretty things,
you have to stop never pass on by....magpie.

When you find your rainbow,
with it's own crock of gold.
Keep it to yourself secrets never to be told.
And I'll pop on my top hat and tip it towards you,
a gesture for tradition somewhat long forgotten.

What you need is shimmering, all kinds of precious things,
like rubys and diamond rings they all catch your eye.
And when you see it glimmering, all kinds of pretty things,
you have to stop never pass on by....magpie.

Love Never Felt So Good [Single]

magpie

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

If I could not hold you, I'd be left grasping,
a bucket full of nothing,
with a hole in the side.
If I cannot kiss you, my mouth would be stuck open,
not tasting your sweet lips, just full up of flies.

Oh, I recall you once said that I was you anchor,
now you say that I miss heard you, the word didn't start with
an A.

If I cannot love you then there is no reason
for me to breathe in and breathe out again.

Da da da da da da da da da.

If I cannot touch you then I don't need fingers,
though my arms are always open for you to fall into.
If I could not hold you, I'd be left grasping,
a bucket full of nothing, with a hole in the side.
Said, a bucket full of nothing, with a hole in the side.

Oh, I recall you once said that I was you anchor,
now you say that I miss heard you, the word didn't start with
an A, an A , an A.

If I cannot love you then there is no reason
for me to breathe in and breathe out again.

Da da da da da da da da da.

bucket full of nothing

words and music K Gennery
Image designed by Mr C

Whispers from the corner, as I walk on by.
Whispers in the corner, seethe and sigh.

You know me so well yet you cannot feel my pain,
tis the solitude messing with my brain,
then the night comes and saves me once again.

Whispers from the corner, let me know.
Whispers in the corner, say you better not go.

It's days like these, I find it so hard to breathe,
the uncertainty of being how I am,
then the night calls and saves me once again.

Another long day to get through,
another long day to get through.

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Whispers

words and music K. Gennery
Image not my own

I went searching for silence on a noise riddled day,
walked to a wood, on a thicket I lay.
Speckles of blue through canopies of green,
when the tinkling of ivories come calling to me.

There were moments of magic, pulse soaring scores,
 the voice of an angel shook to me to my core.
She said "Don't you just rest there grab your guitar and play,
join me in a melody, forever and a day"

Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
from inside your heart and out through your soul.
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
sing out, sing out with me.

I went looking for peace and I found it that day,
the rest is my history believe me when I say.
There's been moments of magic, pimple skin scores,
when the voice of the angel askes me back for more.

Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
from inside your heart and out through your soul.
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
sing out, sing out with me.

Well you came to me, helped me breathe, 
gave me something to believe in,
I found my peace, a brand new lease of life.
X4

Unknown album (07/07/2020 08:18:18)

forever and a day

Words and music K Gennery
Image not my own

Come the dark and I'll be with you,
when the light has all but disappeared.
I will stand still, beside you,
whispering wake up...my love.

Wait till dark my sweetheart,
rest your eyes then open up your mind.
To the possibilities of illogicality,
calling now my love once more.

One day it may pass, who knows how long,
the hurting will last?
Maybe for all time, till then you'll find,
me waiting.

Bring on the dark and I'll be with you,
when the light has all but disappeared.
I will stand still beside you,
Whispering wake up, whispering wake up,
whispering wake up......my love.

Unknown album (09/09/2020 21:02:03)

illogicality

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own


I was stood standing there all alone,
in a room I assumed on my own,
except for the ghost of my past,
who asked if I cared for a dance.
Said that I'd give it a go, oh, oh.

We took two tiny steps forward and three long strides back,
said it feels like the tracks of my life,
I asked her if she would like to stay,
she just smiled and faded away,
oh my, how I wander.

Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.

I was strolling along on the beach,
she appeared again a stretch out of reach,
asked, how do you feel at this moment in time I said,
out of touch and incomplete.

Please tell me that you will stay,
she just smiled and faded away, oh my,
how I wander.

Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.

Ghost of my past

ghost of my past

words and music K Gennery
written and recorded 2017 when a Real Christmas was possible.

Its Christmas time dont drink no more falling down wine.
Or the bells will be in your head and not from the sleighs outside.
Its Christmas time, no snow but rain with a little shine
and you will still be mine this Christmas.

See the proud smile of everyman, around him gather his family clan.
He carves he saws but the knifes real blunt, he feels a bit of a silly.....one ;)
Then somebody will say what we all know that a woman is the heartbeat of every home.
Shes worked shes slaved for this one day and when its all done they all walk away.
With a sink full of washing up and a distant cry of mum thanks alot
its a real Christmas its a real Christmas.

The tvs on and the snorings already begun, but theres games to be used
to keep the children amused.
With choccies in one hand oh reluctantly some stand
and make their way to the table to play.

It warms the cockles of ones heart to witness three generations taking part.
They shout they scream hey theres been a cheat
and find the evidence at grandpas feet.
With a clap and a cheer the games declared void its a laugh a miniute for all the girls and boys.
Its time to take a piccie or two, now all squeeze together you know what to do.
Something for us all to remember this very special day
the 25th of December.
its a real Christmas its a real Christmas.

Is that the Northern star? Such a wonderous sight, oh no ive been mistaken
its just Daves light.

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real christmas

Hello good people of the cloud.
I play everything in real time and record and master on a Tascam DP 32 Portastudio. Although three of the older songs on here where recorded on a 8 track tape recorder through an old seck analogue desk.
No pc's are used or abused in the process of me music making. I love tactile recording, switches, faders, pots and buttons. Mouses are for computers and eating cheese. No Daws or Windows. And no automated mixing, compromise being a large part of my final sound.


Take a large bucket. Add a pint of Neil Young, a pinch of Glen Hansard. Wack in a tea spoon of Damien Rice, then an ickle bit of Tom Mcrae. Shove in a hand full of Mike Scott, a fully heaped table spoon of Neil Finn and a large dollop of Conor J. O'Brien. Mix with a big stick then strain through an old sock. Pour. What you have is a little bit of Mr C.

Hope you enjoy some of the music that I make, please feel free to share and comment.

I now have another page, link below, of songs recorded from 1999 to 2012 on an 8 track tape machine.

Gear used:
Tascam DP32 (for all recording and mastering)
Custom Sound amp (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Tannoy DC 200 monitors (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Alesis Sr18 drum machine
Roland V drums HD1
Kord M1 keys (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Yamaha moX6 keys
Joe Meek VC3 pro channel (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Audio Technica AT4040 Cardioid Condenser Microphone
Shure SM58 Mic
Sessionmaster direct recording pre-amp (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Zoom GX1N guitar effects
Epiphone EJ 200 acoustic guitar
Martin performance acoustic guitar
JD Fender Telecaster Leccy guitar
DeArmond M75T Leccy guitar
Tanglewood bass 
Vintage banjo
Uke
Stagg mandolin

Mr Cagey

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