SEEKINGAccordion, Acoustic Guitar, Background Singer, Bagpipes, Banjo, Bass Guitar, Cello, Clarinet, DJ, Dobro, Drums, Electronic Music, Fiddle, Flute, Harmonica, Harp, Keyboard, Lead Guitar, Mandolin, Other, Other Percussion, Piano, Rhythm Guitar, Saxophone, Steel guitar, Trombone, Trumpet, Ukulele, Upright bass, Violin, Vocalist, Vocalist - Alto, Vocalist - Baritone, Vocalist - Bass, Vocalist - Soprano, Vocalist - Tenor.
My voice is a cross between D'Angelo and Tom Waits. Think R&B singer crossed with jazz crooner. Decent guitarist with a good understanding of groove, melody, blues and jazzy chords. Currently doing the one-man-band thing with a loop pedal. Funk rock with neosoul vibes.
Seeking musicians to record and gig original songs. Working on a collection of love songs satirising clichéd Disney love and exploring the intoxicating, tempestuous and sexual nature of love. Check my Soundcloud for rough drafts. I hate producing songs, much more of a "That'll do, now let's have a cuppa!" So, my recorded songs are rough but I'm in my element live.
Seeking: Guitar, Bass, Drums/Percussion, Saxophone. Must have a sense of humour.
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- Jan 16 2021
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- Moderately Committed
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- 10 to 50
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- 1 time per week
- Available to gig:
- 1 night a week
Louis Armstrong, Nina Simone, Bill Withers, Tom Waits, D'Angelo, Celeste, Amy Winehouse, Dr. John, James Brown, Oscar Brown Jr, Bob Dylan, Ray Charles, The Doors, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder, Aaron Taylor, Roy Hargrove, Muddy Waters, John Martyn
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Semi hollow body electric guitar, Acoustic guitar, Steel resonator guitar, Combo amps, Boss RC-30 loop pedal, Cardioid Condenser Mic, various shakers
Broken Chest Of Draws
Broken Chest Of DrawsI asked a friend for a key, topic and word. They gave me C, "furniture" and "gargoyle." I came up with this: LYRICS: There's a pale space where your dresser used to be, her wardrobe's there now. I see you in my memory, laying down on the couch. Those pictures that hung on our walls, I can't look at them now. I can't let this new love in, 'cos my heart's still your house. There's a place in the attic with, things that you left. Your books and your mirrors and your medicine chest. I still have that cup that you drank your tea from. I put wishes in it. Is this a form of self harm? CHORUS: I've only loved you, I've loved no one like you. She can move all you clutter out, she'll never be you. X2 My armchair sure is worn out, frame splinters so it hurts. So, I finally took your advice, put it out on the curb. Remember our bedroom plant made shadows on the wall? Well, she done moved it now, put it out in the hall. There's the gargoyle that you stuck, in our gutter one spring. When it rains I can't listen, no. I keep too much in. This new woman she don't understand why there's a beanbag by the door. I still keep your tattered vase in my broken chest of draws. CHORUS X2 Lyrics and music by me.
Candle (I Want You)
Candle (I Want You)Music, lyrics and vocals by me: LYRICS: You dance just like candlelight and move me with every sight, in the shape of your silhouette I see shadows of where we met, It was a bar in a cheap hotel, where deviants and poets dwell, you took to the stage in your grandmother's negligee, and some of your lines, yes, they shattered my spine, opened up a door that I can't close no more, and Tom gave us twenty quid to hitch down to Brixton with, jazz band did blow to the sound of old Satchmo and something drew me to you, I knew you felt it too, what's there to do when there's one thing that's true? ––-–– I want you. ––-– (X4) You invited me up to your place, and greeted me with every grace, it was just for a taste but quickly turned to embrace and we made love for four days straight, you opened up like heavens gates, if love is just a game I'll stake it all on your name, you could sense me all through your day, I was on you like a wild bouquet, gimmie things that you found through a five finger discount, let's have a late night rendezvous, darling, just me and you, there just weren't enough hours in the day for us, walk through your memories, black boots and dungarees, make a mess of your hair don't you know I don't care, ––-–– I want you. –––– (X5) Well, candlelight just weren't enough, a shadow settled over us, nothing we could do but fight, the bottle swallowed every night, The neighbourhood would all complain, you'd drive me out into the rain, long passed the afterglow, perpetual dance of goodbye, hello, what was it the bar would say? "It's closing time be on your way." Maybe we should do that too, but what if we could make it through? The jukebox died from overuse, I told you but you wanted proof, there's so much to make nothing of, there's so much more to life than love, you brought me up into your bed, and planted kisses on my head, "let's just be friends," you say, "BUT, tonight don't you stray," –––-– I want you. –––– (X6) ––-–– I want . . .
Be On Your Way (Locked Down)
Be On Your Way (Locked Down)Music and lyrics by me. It’s a castration, A sensation, I don’t need no left wing sorted invitation, This ain't no town, Yeah locked down, Ain’t no cigarettes, breath mints, skinflints left around, Don’t make me wait, I get upset, Well, you may as well shoot me down or just put me to bed, If mama don’t ask, Then papa don’t get, It’s a sad old circle that keeps on sinking in, Ain’t no man free, Don’t beg and plead, Ain’t no concrete hand gone give you what you need, – If the bough don't break, There'll be no mess, Well, you're better off flying the coup or just leave the nest, No woman gone pass, On your way back west, She done passed the torch for a cross and a little black dress, It's gonna take work, To get out not hurt, If you leave they gonna claw you down & put you back on the curb, Ain't no choice made, That can't be paid, If the city don't satisfy then you be on your way. –
5 Months Of Love
5 Months Of LoveAll music and lyrics by me (As you can hear, I'm no lead guitarist). LYRICS: It's been 5 months of love, 4 nights of pain, before you get enough write a poem with my name, collect me like a memory, the gilded knife of prayer, like a thousand broken lovers weaved by magpies in your hair, I said I didn't know it, but I sure had been told, I wanna break your rule instead of fold into the mould, if you kept something sentimental, don't you wear it like a jewel, shining in the face of your next valentines that's a different kinda cruel, there's one more stale bottle, of beer left on the wall, 99 empty excuses that you leave me when you call, no, we can't talk in private, why don't you meet me on the train, we can slather all our problems on it like a stranger in the rain, if you scared about getting close, don't you leave me on the shelf, I'm another lucky penny won't you spend me in good health, just leave me, tied up in you bed, like a childhood belief, after giving your love to me ain't no other kinda peace, CHORUS: - Love is so hard, - don't you know? Goddamn! - I gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, now, - while I know we still both understand, All your bad times gather up, you still living like a spark, burning the candle at both ends blowing smoke rings in the dark, well, your eyes are speaking to me, trying to tell me of the present, lit up like neon night signs slurring in florescence, let's build ourselves a castle, shape it with our hands, and piece ourselves together watch it slip away like sand, I wanna give it all up for you, it only took me til the noon, but the things that you wanted were as changing as the moon, you ask 20 things from me, 19 more to count, I ask 1 thing from you: love me like it counts, if you wanna wind me up, you gotta let me go, don't be that spider trying to spin me for a joke, mine's a smooth devotion, you can sooth against the pain, you's a hot narcotic just slammed into the veins, don't you colour yourself blue, outta things we might have shared, it's just cupid playing games no he never plays 'em fair, CHORUS x2 (SOLO) Don't you take back a thing, don't you deal any blame, anyone who tries gone find out just the same, ain't no picnic, baby, there's insects in the fruit, trying to creep back around catch us in a loop, dress up all our tomorrows, tie them with a bow, throw 'em to the wind let them drift away like snow, drain the blood from my body, paint it on your lips, it's so cold outside won't you leave me with a kiss, with your pocket full of sand, trick bag full of blow, you sure ready for the night, I gotta practice for the show, you all Brahms & Liszt, I'm 2 or 3 behind, but I can't catch up 'cos you 9 days in the grind, I always buckle up from, those stories that you tell, tattoo your tales on me before you utter your farewell, pour your ink on me, baby, before my bones turn black, I give you everything and more, I'll never take it back CHORUS x2 (OUTRO)
Rain (w. Louis "Headless" Austin) . 2012
Rain (w. Louis "Headless" Austin) . 2012Louis 'Headless' Austen – Vocals and rhythm guitar. Me – Lyrics, lead, bass and backing LYRICS – CHORUS: And the rain falls down, On this broken town, And the rain falls down, On this old fair ground, VERSE: And the sky grows dark, Umbrellas in the street, I'm waiting for my baby, 'Cos it's cold and I cannot sleep, And the crows grow older, And shower in the rain, And all the children's dreams are rusted to this frame, CHORUS VERSE: Well Granny's in her socks, And Pop's is by the fire, The wind is howling at the door And the cold will not tire, And the backyard has been taken, And the weeds have grown out, And the flowers are all buried now, And the sky begins to shout, CHORUS VERSE: Well the snow has turned to grey, And the wellington's go on, And all the heating's cracked up, And you suffer all night long, Well, the whiskey keeps me warm, Yeah, I feel it right away, And the winter settles down to sleep, Where the children cannot play, CHORUS
Garter TinThe day after Halloween I asked my friend for some words. He said, "Garter tin." "What the hell is that," I said. "It's like a tin you keep garters in." Hense the title of this song. Some other friends named a key and gave me a few lines to improv off. By the end of the day, it became this naughty number. LYRICS: Won’t you gimmie my / Garter tin? Thing I keep my memories in. Gotta get my / shit together, tickle your bits / with my feather, Ohhh, Ohhh My mother says to / burn the witch, she’s always tryin’ a’ make me / flip that switch. But I like to keep you / nice and close, a garter keeps so much longer than a rose. Ohhh, Ohhh Won’t you, come up stairs so we can talk just us? Take your clothes off let’s get a little rough, I wanna, feel your body / break against my skin, hear you sing just like a broken violin. Ohhh, Ohhh I gots to, save my soul from a synagogue of sin, but those legs gonna fucking do me in. Won’t you carve me a moon so I can see right through the night? I know your sex won’t work / but it just might. Ohhh, Ohhh
Mogwaiesque (Instrumental). 2012
Mogwaiesque (Instrumental). 2012A Mogwai / Smashing Pumpkins inspired instrumental. Recorded 2012 Bass - Jack Charter Guitar - Me
Grey Matters - Time Machine Jingle
Grey Matters - Time Machine JingleHAPPY BACK TO THE FUTURE DAY! In another life I was part of a radio show called Grey Matters. There’s nothing much left of it now. The remnants survive like old pictures at the bottom of a dusty draw in an empty house. The above is a jingle I made for the “Time Machine” feature in 2013. The samples are from the first Back To The Future movie.
Starry Sky (Instrumental). 2015
Starry Sky (Instrumental). 20151 guitar and a loop pedal. Recorded 2015.