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admin — Fri, 10 Feb 2012 10:40:47 +0000

Whilst filming the video for Mariam’s Cake on tuesday a few passersby stopped for a little light serenading…
Lucy and Mike are filming us from a boat on the river below. Thanks to Graeme Hind for his little films.

floaty boat video

admin — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 16:01:22 +0000

Basia and I have been messing about recording on my little boat – I hope you enjoy this video of us playing The Suitor’s Ballyhoo.

some more of your videos

admin — Tue, 29 Nov 2011 13:54:11 +0000

I just discovered a few more videos using my music which have been under my radar. Below are a couple of ones i found both featuring ‘Shakes & Shudders‘…

Colour Test – Choeut Beach from Ryan Bessin on Vimeo.

youtube video which made me smile

admin — Wed, 23 Nov 2011 14:00:45 +0000

I have had ‘make a music video’ on my to do list for ages now – one of the things holding me back is that quite a few people seem to be doing it for me.

This video got sent to me this morning and it made me happy – i have no idea who they are but i love the amount of smiling going on!

peach plum pear (joanna newsom cover)

admin — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 21:27:52 +0000

you may have noticed i like playing joanna newsom songs so here is another…

with Iain Macleod on banjo – http://www.iainmacleodmusic.com/

’81 – joanna newsom cover

admin — Fri, 24 Dec 2010 12:10:38 +0000

One of my new years resolutions is to record more youtube covers. It is a fun thing to do and quite a few folks seem to find my music after stumbling upon me singing other peoples songs.

To kick things off, here is a nocturnal cover of ’81 by Joanna Newsom shot in my little house boat:

amazing grace

admin — Wed, 14 Apr 2010 20:18:35 +0000

Ukulele lessons can be so much fun… worth noting that John was convinced he was never going to be able to play when he had his first lesson nearly a year ago now.

It is so distressing how many people have that silly ‘i can’t play music’ voice stuck permanently in their heads and so much fun helping them to overpower it.

youtube collaboration?

admin — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 12:06:17 +0000

…this made me smile…

the ballad of hawkwood

admin — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 18:53:13 +0000

An old traditional tune I learnt from Rachael Dadd called ‘Two Sisters’ set to new words of my own.

Written about the Hawkwood nursery run by my friends at Organiclea.

There is a fine gent christened Ru Litherland
Mulch, sow and then reap
There is a fine gent christened Ru Litherland
And he has green fingers on both of his hands
I’ll be good to the land and the land will be good to me

With the vicar’s fine daughter he dreamed a bold dream
To grow food for his kinsmen as nature decreed.

By the edge the forest they spied a fair patch
And to grow fruit and veg there a plan they did hatch.

The men of the hour dreamed of buildings not plants
A development would far more there profits enhance.

Our forefathers fought for this fair forest land
So now against the law was the businessman’s plan.

After two years had past did the council relent
So now we’ll work the earth as our forefathers meant.

Now if you past by here you may hear a tune:
Mulch, sow and then reap
Now if you past by here you may hear a tune,
The melody is old and the words will be soon.
I’ll be good to the land and the land will be good to me

younger looking skin

admin — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 20:04:00 +0000

a bit of fun in one take with two of my guitar students – not quite sure why it goes out of sync but hey… this is not hollywood…

i think this song is going to be the first track on my next album. happy days.

oh and you can download it free from here as long as you give a copy to your mum!

Joseph’s in the forest looking for the man that they call Peter.
I am in the bathroom looking for the marbles that I’ve lost.
The pig if flew out of the window, landing deftly in the garden.
Elly is in Hampstead desparately hunting for some moss.

I don’t like your fashion business, mr.
I don’t like those drugs that keep you looking so thin.
I don’t like your fashion business, mr.
I don’t need no cream to give me younger looking skin.

Ruth is down in southern spain, talking to my long long twin brother.
I just washed my eyelids and hung my blue coat high upon a cross.
The fish and spoon returned with plans for getting married in the autumn.
Jakob’s leaving puddles in the bathroom for the bugs to skate across.

Making sense of wedsnesday is only rivalled by making sense of tuesday.
Tuesday’s only rivalled by monday and perhaps sunday too.
A drink, a fuck, some luck and maybe we might keep the boat a floating.
Patching up the scars with some cardboard and some karma just might do.