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, as a combined 13th birthday and Christmas present,
a drum kit. Little did we know, the magical musical 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 15th 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 the covid madness 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 em 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

Best not dare go near your mind
you won't be held responsible
for the darkness that we may find
guess that makes you unsavable

Sway and swagger don't really matter
cause I believed in you

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

Immerse yourself in pityfull play
I don't understand you at all
guess youve always been that way
set up the height then nudge us to fall

Prim and proper don't really matter
cause I believed in you

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

Everything I said and done made no difference at all
All the things I tried to do, could not get through to you
you shut out the voices you'd hear
except for the ones in your head I tried my best.

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

somethings cooking

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
https://youtu.be/Sr7zzooy-kc?si=EGzPLxoCGzhuu6mp

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

Words and music K Gennery
Artwork by Mr C

thank you lovely Lizzie (@lizzieandrews) and special K (@monnodb) for the talking and whispering

Saw a sign on a closed shop door it read
shut happens sometimes
made me smile for quite a while what do they say
little things please little minds
guess thats me down to a T im just a simple man
finding my way

Oh life seems inscrutable when youre analogue in a digital world
so much i dont understand at all cant get a handle on it

I was bought up to treat all those i meet
how id like to be treated myself.....and dad would say
at the end of the week pay all your bills then stick half away
save for a rainy day
how i miss all the sweet loving bliss of our family home
still dream about it

Oh life seems inscrutable when youre analogue in a digital world
so much i dont understand at all cant get a handle on it
when respect is earnt with a gun or a knife and not when you
love and care for the kids and your wife
and the only thing that matters is the gathering of wealth
what the hell...is going on its all going wrong.

Shut Happens

Words and music K Gennery

For my Nan, Emily Adelaide Francis 1903-1972
Mother of 15 
Grandmother to 24
intro voice, my 93 year old Mum, talking about her Mum.....Emily.

While on my own i find myself lost in the past
maybe i should step back and leave well alone
For there you are ready to receive me
feel safe and warm wrapped in the arms of emily

long ago wished i could have told you so
such a long time ago ooh how i loved you so
ooh how i loved you so....emily

you were gone in a blink of an eye
i should have come and whispered goodbye
 i was young but it doesnt ease the hurting
age is not an excuse its all i have

long ago wished i could have told you so
such a long time ago ooh how i loved you so
ooh how i loved you so....emily

emily

Emily

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

knowing what i do, guess i wont put on those shoes
and go dancing
stepping out on the floor
dont think thats for me anymore

feeling as i do guess i wont slip on my boots
go play footie
never gonna score not that i did much
anyway

oh those were the good old days
oh those were the good old days

ooh ooh ooh

doing what i do only seems to get me through
one day at a time
tell me whats been my crime to be
treated in such a way

when i close my eyes to sleep
i dont see the sheep just me hooning around
oh when you are young they dont say hey son
it wont always be this way

oh those were the good old days
now the good has found a safe place to hide
yet i still have you here by my side
still have you here by my side

theres pleasure in the memories
when the days lasted longer
you could be out all the time
and never feel the hunger
when the bones dont ache
and the back dont break by 9am

feeling as i do guess i wont put on my boots
go play footie ever again.

the good old days

good old days

words and music K. Gennery
For Lauren.

one step at a time moves you a little closer
to the white winning line not so far for you to go now

were willing you on to break the tape
smash the record experience the roar of the crowd
enjoy the occasion embrace the adulation

whether a babies crawl or a giants stride
 doesnt matter which you take
when the destinations happiness
make sure you get there in the end

i could feel it as we talked see it in those beautiful blue eyes
you have so much to give all to live for
no more suffering raise your own family
go travel the world
this dedication is a celebration of life
this dedication is a celebration of life

One step at a time

one step at a time

words and music K Gennery


little bird, guess you have flown
over many an ocean exploring the globe

please be my eyes cause ill never see
the seven wonders of the world describe them to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

little bird tell me where have you been
have you circled the earth hey what have you seen

good or bad happy and sad
does it make you confused as the news does to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

tell me is it true what they say
that the lungs of our planet are being cut away

when you come back
ill be waiting for you
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

Little Bird

words and music K Gennery
image not my own

Wont you call me when its over
Ill sit tight till alls been said and down
you skulk around with the world upon your shoulders
as a matter of fact we all feel the same from time to time

well i know you find it tough to go figure things out
but im not the one whos letting you done right now

once in a minute, twice in a moment
yet never in a thousend years
lifes such a riddle....dont you know

why dont you let me know when its over
ill wait here till alls been over come
so many words spoken out of anger
youre not the only one who wants to disapear

well i know you find it tough to go figure things out
but im not the one whos letting you done right now

once in a minute, twice in a moment
yet never in a thousend years
lifes such a riddle....dont you know

Riddle

words and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own

she came to me in darkness led me to the light
not been back this way since hoping this could be the night

have you seen her tell me have you seen her

our embrace is perfectly vivid still heady from her perfume
the look that Abby gave me pray the waitings over soon

Have you seen her tell me have you seen her
cause I need her lord knows I need her

yes my minds open always ready to receive
blessed and so grateful for the love she gave to me
but I needed more than be possibly be in a dream

Burdened by my own body half my lifes been spent this way
lost and going nowhere, need her more than these words can say

Have you seen her tell me have you seen her
cause I need her lord knows I need her

if you do please send Abby my way

Have You Seen Her?

words and music K.Gennery
Image not my own

Through these eyes I have seen 62 years of joy and misery
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time
If I had my life again I wonder what could possibly be changed
Though I do believe in whats meant to be quite often will be
This paths been laid for me

Inside out upside down back to front turned around
Its never straight forward its designed that way
From the darkest of nights can follow the brightest of days
Its the ying and the yang good and the bad
A toss of a coin which side shall it land
of course I know its the same for everyone

Through these same old weary eyes laughter lines that cannot be disguised
I spend my spare days writing songs instead of a diary
This paths been laid for me

 Inside out upside down back to front turned around
Its never straight forward its designed that way
From the darkest of nights can follow the brightest of days
Its the yin and the yan good and the bad
A toss of a coin which side shall it land
of course I know its the same for everyone

Through these eyes I have seen 62 years of joy and misery
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time

Eyes

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.


on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

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

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

Standing in the pouring rain,
seems i forgot my brolly again,
got no hat and my coats in the car,
no lotion for the motion,
so i won't get far.

Walking in my soulless shoes,
ain't got no rhythm,
but iv'e sure got the blues,
so many years of wasted schemes,
inclement days and distant dreams.

I guess i should have made it clear,
if nothing changed then i'm out of here,
my oh my...oh my oh my,
in another time or a different place,
with longer legs or a prettier face,
my oh my, oh my oh my.

Best laid plans take a pear shaped form,
it's been that way since the day i was born,
with a toss of a coin or a turn of a card,
nothings ever easy, it's stone rock hard.

Wilting in my holy shoes,
everyone knows that iv'e got nothing to lose,
can this be all i have,
no way to move on, no fare for a cab.

introducing mr cagey

my oh my

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

words and music Kevin Gennery
image not my own
For Nic, fellow Cloudy, local buddy and an amazingly talented singer, songwriter, musician and producer. 

Such a glorious sound you make,
like feathers on my nerves so delicate,
creeping down my spine, back up once again.

Those dramatic turns unexpected twists,
if there's one thing that iv'e learnt,
it's impossible to resist,
I don't even know you, yet you make me feel like I do.

A shot in the vain of something pure, breath taking scapes,
beguiling then bewitching us all,
this is a call....to arms.

Imagery and visions set upon my mind,
it's all smoke and mirrors but leave a trail for me to find,
takes me to a place where I want to go time and time again.

Like a shot in the vain of something so pure,
breath taking scapes,
beguiling then bewitching us all,
this is a call....to arms.

call to arms

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 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 fed 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
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
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 misheard 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 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.
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forever and a day

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

Wallowing in the warmth of lower mids and melancholic melody.
Recorded, mixed and mastered on a Tascam DP 32 Portastudio using vintage gear gathered over many years.


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 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.

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 Mac, Daws or Windows, Midi or overused plugins. And no automated mixing, compromise being a large part of my final sound.

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 Live Kit Through Roland TD20 Sound Module
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 AT4033a Cardioid Condenser Microphone
Shure SM58 Mic
Sessionmaster direct recording pre-amp (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Zoom GX1N guitar effects
1972 Yamaha FG180 Red Label acoustic guitar
Martin performance acoustic guitar
Yamaha FGX5 Acoustic guitar
JD Fender Telecaster Leccy guitar
DeArmond M75T Leccy guitar
Tanglewood bass 
Vintage banjo
Uke
Stagg mandolin
And a box of old rusty harps.

Mr Cagey

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