more nonsense from my one-time band, Scratch Avenue, way back in the long ago and faraway days, once again in one take with one cassette recorder and three over-zealous nomads, and this time we destroy a perfectly good Eric Clapton song, but at least I think we do it in style.... 'ish. 
Listen and weep!

Lay Down Sally

the sound of Sandwich, Common and Arctic terns gathered together on a shingle island coming in and out with sand eel snacks for their chicks.

Tern colony at Cemlyn Lagoons, Anglesey, 1st July 2014

song thrush recorded in an Anglesey garden in north Wales at dusk on the 9th July 2014.

Song Thrush on Anglesey, 9th July 2014

A six minute snippet from a 1 hour and 10 minute recording of the dawn chorus in an Anglesey garden on the 15th April 2015 at 4.34am for an hour......... sit on tenterhooks for the exploding pheasant and crane you ear closer for a Woodpigeon waking up while Robins get down and vocal over 'who's territory is this anyway!'

* best heard wearing headphones *

dawn chorus on Anglesey, 4:34am, 8th April 2015

welcome to Storm Frank as recorded on Anglesey, Wales, from inside the house behind double-glazing and it's still raucously loud.

this recording last just over 1 minute.

Storm Frank recorded indoors, 29th December 2015

Recorded in my garden on Anglesey, Wales, the dawn chorus tuning up and getting into the groove as one after another join in this random symphony.  
Sounds made between 5am and 5.30am.

© robert greig.  This recording is the sole copyright and property of the owner and any mechanical or otherwise reproduction or copying is at the discretion of the owner.

Anglesey Dawn Chorus, 25th March 2016

An experimental piece based on the principals of bird song made and recorded at Ty Newydd Writing centre on north west Wales in June 2016 by what I've come to call the Ty Newydd Scratch Choir. Essentially the participants of a Writing and Yoga course and included a few such unusual asides from the norm.  Recorded in a conservatory to the sound of the rain outside.  This is one of many pieces made at the time, all of which will be made available to those who took part via downloads elsewhere online.  Many thanks to all who participated.

If Birds Had Words

soothing or scary?... a short snippet from Hurricane/ Storm Ex-Ophelia, or simply Storm Ophelia that hit Ireland and UK on 16th October 2017 and took no prisoners.........

storm Ex-Ophelia, 12th October, 2017

A case of mischief is the only way I can describe our version of this song. Yours truly on guitar and trashed vocals, Nigel (Crispy) Carter on bass and Mark (Scratch) Lane beating the drum in our long time ago in the late 1980's band, Scratch Avenue. Written by John Fogerty and originally recorded by Creedence Clearwater Revival whose original version of this is blistering, a description which cannot be ascribed to this decidedly roughshod massacre. A few questions you may wish to ask yourself while listening to our attempt: what are those peculiar sounds at the beginning? Is that guitar actually in tune? Are they drunk? (quite possibly we were). Why on earth am I still listening to this? Disclaimer: it was recorded around a single microphone into a bog-standard cassette recorder. Let me assure you though it doesn't last long, thankfully.

"Bad Moon Rising" © John Fogerty (1969)

Bad Moon Rising (cover song)

Recorded at dawn for the International Dawn Chorus Day, 3rd May 2020, while under the coronavirus lockdown from an Anglesey garden. Here is a 5 minute clip from a two hour recording.

© robert greig

Decibelic Descants (for international dawn chorus day), 3rd May 2020

(updated November 2022)

Welcome to me and my podcast, "Sifting Sounds". I have a podcast it seems, this is it, and there was me thinking it was nothing more than a mixtape.

It's a collection of bits and bobs which I've recorded and uploaded and attempted to sort into 'playlists' of a kind. It even includes a couple of cover songs from way back in another life, though there won't be many of those I assure you.

So, what about me then, I'm a scribbler and snapper, rhymer and worder, blogger and poet, writer of words, thinker of thoughts, a watcher, a listener, a yogalect, an otterer, an experimental gentleman, a distraction, an anthropophobe not renowned for my social skills... and finally, a coffee-addict.... and tea.

If you would like more you can amble over to my website,“My life as a piece of string”, on Wordpress, the link's here somewhere, my a blogscape and poemery of daily writings, rhymes,  ramblings, and riflings, a stream of flimsiness with strains of whimsiness.  

 ~~~~~~ Rob

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