Hiraeth

There's any number of ways to die and stay dead:  Get out while you have something left to build from.  Do everything you can to make it work, and then do a bit more.   But know when it's time to leave.  There's always room in your go-bag for a smidge of self-respect.

Alive

One of my all-time favourite pieces to write and to record.  Riffing off the contradictions and irony of William Blake's "Jerusalem", England's unofficial national anthem.

Jerusalem

NeverSoBlue

Beirut, Lebanon...  it was the early 1980's, yet it could be yesterday, even the days to come...  a young, beautiful woman lies tanning on a beach chair, the missile-pocked and bullet-riddled facades of the bleach-white hotels in the background...  "Forget this country...", she said "...forever...".

CityOfDangerousSound

We all pass through our youth as revolutionaries, suspicious of our elders, arrogant, such is our confidence we know better.   Owning nothing, responsible for nothing, we demand our share.  Once aged-out and replaced, crushed by possessions, by wealth, by comfort, inexorably shifting to the right, now reactionaries, demanding protection from those who want what we have.  So it has been, so it is, so it will be...

YouCanWaitTooLong

Over 8 billion people, 3/4's of which have internet access...  doom-scrolling, p*rn-addicted, slop-slinging screenagers and geriactivists - "... they scream so loud because their audience is deaf." via RW Emerson

AlwaysSomethingOn

Stories to tell, stories to tell, so many stories to tell...

AlwaysSomethingOn

UnEverything