This weeks tune is quite upbeat for me. Its a departure from piano and back to the guitar. Superficially its quite upbeat, its got spikes though. Hope you enjoy.

Sleeping out in a forest, next to the earth, can be a simultaneously beautiful and terrifying experience. In Winter the nights are so long, cold, and the mornings quiet, free of birdsong. In summer, the rains can fool us, make us weary..heats dry our skins, bring a thirst. Despite these things, when that moment comes to rest on the earth, we are at one with nature, and with ourselves. Lying alone, in the wild, exposed, returned, can deliver questions and answers like no other experience can. Washing in and out of sleep, time upon time, minute by minute. All is seen.

The title of this comes from the following poem by Mary Oliver....

Sleeping In The Forest

I thought the earth remembered me, she

took me back so tenderly, arranging

her dark skirts, her pockets

full of lichens and seeds. I slept

as never before, a stone

on the riverbed, nothing

between me and the white fire of the stars

but my thoughts, and they floated

light as moths among the branches

of the perfect trees. All night

I heard the small kingdoms breathing

around me, the insects, and the birds

who do their work in the darkness. All night

I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling

with a luminous doom. By morning

I had vanished at least a dozen times

into something better.

- Mary Oliver

Image by Casper David Friedrich

Week 6, and this one is about being a little offensive, and sometimes provocative on social media. Its like a form of tourettes, sometimes I find myself saying all the bad things.

Ok, another rather downbeat offering. I have two sons, and despite them being fully engaged with and enjoying life, I sometimes despair for what could be their future. Anyhow, I'm sure they will thrive. This song is about these anxieties of mine

Week four. I'm creating and recording a sound piece every week for a year (again). This is about drift, the snow, the sea, the wave, clouds, the body.

Week 3, a song, sung, about finding space amidst the clutter of life

Week two, round two of my weekly noise project '15.

Another piano instrumental. I love introducing dissonance, ever so slightly into the mix, its there.

This piece is about a shift in states, a flux.

A short piece. Instrumental.

A simple, short song about final letting goes and endings.

Tail lights

Peering like monsters

Against the night

Goodbye,

Our time has come

To an end, now

Silence,

Speaks to a future,

We never had.

So help me,

My heart is caught,

And it needs to be free x2

I've not posted on here in such a long time. This is one of many tunes written from the shadows, from a place of reflection and loss. Hope you enjoy