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Rebirth

Life lays wanting a diferent way Clouded eyes seek new direction Intellect or via imagination? The Fates chatter in wanton glee They have a plan to set him free But will he ever actually see? And in the silence of the longest night Can they restore his second sight? And later, by the inner fire In that place of seeing That wonderful elemental domain Love washes through the pain She guides his Soul again And is maybe mirrored in reality Through a meeting on a train Light grows, love finds seed And sanctifies his need The future remains uncertain But the path is now set Life has found its way And dawn brings light of day

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Ghosts in the Photo?

For quite a while now, I have been using a photo of me in black and white stood in London by a red telephone box in a number of places. The photo  was taken by my business colleague when we were both in London using my phone. In all the time that I have worked with this image, I had not seen something sinister – especially given my interest in ghosts. I do not recall anyone being sat on the kerb when we took the photo, but now this is all I see…. is that two Victorian ladies sitting there? Or is it just a couple dressed in some strange fashion gear? You decide and let me know what you think please….. it send shivers down my spine when I

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The City Between Heaven and Hell

There is a city midway Between heaven and hell It welcomes all with open arms Pretty women and tasty ale I spent many a year in its arms They come from far and wide Misfits, escapees and those in search of easier times And they gather With foamy beer and staring smiles No Sea will you find for many miles The mountains equally distant The river cuts this valley of despair The victorian houses stand monument To better times Like silent tombstones An air like death descends And smothers inhabitants choking Never a smile shall you see In Brno, pretty prison she is The pretty sirens sing And laugh with glee They have you trapped you see Escape is futile For us foreigners in exile there  

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A Nice Review

My latest song – End of the World – just got a very positive review over at Tunedloud.com. They say…. G. Michael Vasey is songwriter based in the Czech Republic. Vasey creates his songs using his home studio where he plays all instruments. The varied music and song craft in his catalog are many things: diverse, innovative, clever, intelligent, quirky, rocking, aggressive, subdued, subtle, melancholy and accomplished, to name just a few things; in short there is something in there for many of the moods you might find yourself in. His music is both exceedingly retro and thoroughly modern. Vasey’s playing is outstanding as is that of the supporting cast of musicians…which is in reality, himself. And go on to say .. Vasey is a wonderfully creative musician. In his songs you

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When It Just Seems Dark

For the last months I have felt as if I simply wait to die. I have no interest in anything. I see negative everywhere. I sit and try to plan – after all I’m single these days – I can do or be anything that I want right – but I don’t actually know what I want! I spent a lifetime knowing what I wanted and achieving and now, I can’t plan a day ahead and if I do, I can’t be bothered to do it anyway. I want to sleep but my sleep is full of dreams that are painful and wake me up. Everything seems magnified and more difficult than it should be. I have also noticed that I have been shedding ‘friends’ at exactly the point when

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Ride to the Danube

Wouldn’t it be strange If I found you alone on a train Wouldn’t it be just like lady Fate To send you to me too late But, I believe in miracles Guess I always did And I believe in dreaming You can think me stupid Life is nothing but a dream anyway   When I look in a mirror I don’t like what I see looking back Mortally wounded – so very deep But the mirror I met on that railway track She can light me up Alchemy on wheels And I believe in dreaming I just like how it feels I’m feeling and dreaming anyway   A ride to the Danube Clawing my way back from hell A glimpse of heaven in you Drinking at my wishing well Not

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What’s On the Menu? Apparently, Me!

I have been asked many times ‘What is Magic?’ It’s a tough question to answer. This weekend though, I think I experienced all aspects of magic. There was the magic of a friendship of many years finally given quality time, there was the magic of a new and almost instantaneous new friendship, there was the magic of late night joyful discussions over alcohol and cigarettes, there was the magic of tears – mostly through sheer joy (but maybe also through an England berth in a world cup semi-final), there was the magic of the Earth and small rituals, there was the magic of renewal and cleansing, there was the magic of a heartfelt prayer answered immediately in a surprising way, there was intuition, strange coincidence, and much more….there was even

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It’s My Life and Radio

A couple of weeks back, I was featured on Radio Memphis as a song writer. It was a fun 40 minutes talking with Dirty D over there in the USA. You can hear the interview as well now as a podcast.  Meanwhile, I wrote another song called It’s My Life and it’s up on reverbnation.com for the time being. To be honest, I may yet tweak it further…..    

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The End of the World

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Living Solo

For something like 35-years I have been in a relationship. For the last few months I have been well and truly single. At first, I was horrified and still find going to bed alone deeply troublesome but I have grown somewhat used to being single and begin to see many benefits. No one tells me what to do If I want to watch Hull City games, no one objects If I want to have a glass of wine, I can If I feel like eating, I do I am under no pressure to get up with others every morning I can play my guitar LOUD – and my music too Yes. Actually, when and if I meet someone new, it might be difficult to shall we say, re-adjust.

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