Melody, vocals, lyrics by me.
Beats, sounds, production by JARO (jaroxx.com).

Open Bar (prod by JARO)

One of only a handful of studio tracks recorded by Hungry Ghosts in the 1990s.  Featuring Tricia Thom (voice), Norman Lamont (guitar), Sean Doyle (bass), and Stephen Malloch (violin).  Song by Norman Lamont

Hungry Ghosts - Still

The opening track from my new album Tales of Misadventure.

Unknown Album (08/03/2017 17:26:46)

A Woman Like Me

Lyrics, melody, instruments and vocals by me.
Mixing and mastering by JARO (jaroxx.com).

Meanings of Dreams

Lyrics, melody, instruments and vocals by me.
Guitar by Otto Nuoranne.
Mixing and mastering by JARO (jaroxx.com/).

SEURASAAREN SILLALLA
Kävelen vauhdilla, vältän katseita
Tuuli on navakka, aallot isoja
Vesi on myrkyllistä turkoosia
Jalkojen alla leveitä lautoja
Oksankohdat tuntuvat kohoumina
Syksylläkin täällä on turisteja
Seurasaaren sillalla

Löydän hiljaisen paikan kalliolta
Aurinko paistaa vasten kasvoja
Mä istun alas, katson aallokkoa
Unohdan kuunnella ajatuksia
Veden pinnalla säihkyy timantteja
Onnellisuus voi olla näin helppoa
Seurasaaren sillalla

Kävelen rauhassa kohti kotia
Mummon hiukset liehuu tuulenpuuskassa
Mummon pää on kuin harmaassa tulessa
Lokki nauraa pääni yläpuolella
Lokki leijuu liikkumatta tuulessa
Hetkisen tiedän mitä on nirvana
Seurasaaren sillalla

Seurasaaren sillalla

Lyrics and melody written with Lindsay Strachan and Grace Morton.
Arrangement, vocals & recording by me.

KAAMOS

Darkness, darkness
Rushing home
Faces raw
And hands burned cold

Darkness, darkness
All I know
Endless nights
Are swallowing mountains whole

Emerald, emerald
Dancing sky
Frozen clouds
Are creeping by

Emerald, emerald
Shifting light
Breathing dreams
Into the lungs of night

Morning, morning
Breaks the day
Steals the jewels
Of night away

Darkness, darkness
Come again
Though bleak you are
My old familiar friend

Kaamos demo

Demo, written and recorded by Lindsay Strachan.

Hands

Paul is a real person.  I met him on the 2132 from London Victoria to Bognor Regis one evening, where he broke my hand.  He burst into the train carriage where I was sitting on my own, and demanded that he sit in my seat. Paul was in his mid 60s, and bristling with anger, which he seemed to want to talk about.

Once I moved seats, he calmed down a little and told me that he’d just lost a lot of money gambling and apologised for making me move. He then told me that he had previously been a gangster, working in Charlie Richardson’s gang in South London. He told me his name was “Paul The Bag” because it was his job to carry illicit goods, and seemed genuinely surprised that I hadn’t heard of him.

Paul then showed me what a life of working in a gang had done to his hands. He had fingers like a pack of heavily scarred frozen sausages and noted that my hands had clearly never done a day’s work in their lives. He then showed me what they do to hands like mine in his gang, bending my fingers back until a metatarsal snapped.

I have no idea why I let him do this.

Empty Nest (AAC)

Paul The Bag

From the album 'My New Jive'
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Available from Amazon, i-Tunes

Hungry Ghosts - Still

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