Mood

Fire

There’s a fire in my soul Fire in my … Fire Burn, Burn, Burn Fire in my belly Fire in my speech Burning Burn, Burn, Burn There’s a smoulder inside my body A flame within my soul Burning Rising on a wave of passion Fire flames my desire For you Burn, Burn, Burn The fire is inside of me The fire is inside of you We flame Flame

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Saying No

Many of the people that I am attracted to are people who know how to say No. You see, I don’t. My biggest issue in life is wanting to be loved. Wanting to be wanted. I don’t know where this came from – certainly not my childhood as I was both loved and wanted. I was, it seems, simply born this way. I am therefore, a giver. I give and I give and I give. I avoid conflict whenever possible and I keep on giving and saying yes until I am simply taken for granted and abused. Someone in my past once told me that I don’t love myself. I’m not sure about that but certainly, I have a deep seated sense of insecurity. The funny thing is however, that

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Facists

Facists was the last song written for The Early Years. The song started with the introduction – picking out notes from a chord and adding in a harmony – and the main riff developed out of that. I had in other songs discovered that adding a sort of lead guitar riff in background added color to a song and I continued that theme with this song. I also played with a changed tempo during the song. The lyrics and topic came last and I chose to sing it in a lower – almost speaking voice with multiple overlays – some spoken to give it depth…   It’s up in the air It’s hanging around Nothing we can do Nothing at all   The world’s gone crazy The world’s gone mad

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Punk Politics

I remember very well the adrenalin rush I felt on hearing God Save the Queen by the Pistols. I also recall being disgusted by their behavior when interviewed on TV and yet, I was also enthralled and fascinated. The music establishment was crumbling under the assault by The Clash, Sex Pistols, and many more like them. It was shocking fashion, shocking talk and shocking and outrageous behavior. A kick in the face to all the nice people with their nice cosy lives and boring bale existences…. It was fun while it lasted. Eventually, the status quo prevailed. Punk became the new romantics, The Police and well, mainstream again. Looking back, it was a rush, exciting, but just a back alley. We grew up. We became part of the system we

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Waiting For Something To Happen

Do you ever get a feeling of anticipation – as if something good is going to happen in your life? I do. Right now, I have this feeling that something new and exciting will happen – manifest – in my life. Maybe it is just wishful thinking but usually, when I get this feeling…… thumbs up! Let’s see? I will let you know.

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The Face of Silence

The face of silence has pursed lips Reacted to sordid video clips Inside is still, be still Outside is all about steely will The face of silence is deeply wrinkled An ageless piano gently tinkled Stillness rippled still Empty silence to fill The face of silence is a bore One unsightly redeye sore Be still, be still Staring from my windowsill The face of silence is no more Thunderously loud to the core Be still, take your fill Deafeningly loud but be still In the silence In the emptiness Thunderous applause In the stillness In the void Explosive sounds Ironic But still Truth

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Shock and Awe

I haven’t posted in a while. Quite honestly, I am simply shocked. The lack of leadership. It’s amazing.

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Flowing Downhill?

Yesterday, I watered some flowers in a wooden bucket out back. I watched as the water came out of the bottom of the bucket and began to accumulate and then migrate a path across the concrete flowing downhill. It made me wonder if life isn’t like that. We think that we make decisions about everything from what we will have for breakfast to who to marry. Each decision dictates a pathway and we become the product of our decisions over time. I am now who I am because I made a decision to go to Aston instead of Sheffield University, for example. But do we make hard decisions or do we in reality chose the easiest pathway – going downhill if you like? Do we wait to make decisions until

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Hell Burns Brightly

There comes a point When you just give up Nothing I can really do There comes a point When it’s understood This world is just fucked up How people think is beyond me Circling an endless cycle Of hate, war and pain No collective memory Imbecile telemetry Pushed and jostled around Losing ground The puppeteer grins A maniacal smile And all the while They sleep oblivious The ripples shimmer The mind gets dimmer Packed with irrelevant filth No one thinks anymore Thought patterns Deeply ingrained Like a wound inflamed I can’t believe That you can’t see How easily How sleazily You are manipulated Catipulated Into chaos The pit Hell burns brightly In heaven Today

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I don’t Get It!

There are many things that I simply don’t get. Selling books is one despite trying very hard this last three years or so to figure it out. Can anyone answer these questions? 1. If you have a hit book why does the next book that you write not sell? Yes, Your Haunted Lives has been in the top 10 in supernatural in the UK and in the US for around 3-months yet The Pink Bus (a book I think is my best work to date), isn’t selling at all. Is it about title or cover? apparently not, for I also put out the Pink Bus under another name with different title and cover with the same result. 2. Why can I not create a brand? I have strove to create

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