Category Archives: Blues

Dog End Day

This was to have been the title track of the new album before I changed the title.

The lyrics come from my old collaborator Tony Groves. I combined bits of two of his writing and added a few bits of my own to make it flow. The result is this happy little ditty. To be fair, Tony and I don’t really do happy, but what the hell!

Powdered milk and dog-end day,
I got no money and I got no pay.
I got no family and I got no wife,
But I got trouble and I got strife.

Smash the buffers or go off the rails
It’s all the same when life’s brake fails
Hit a mountain, crash in the sea
Makes no difference far as I can see

Heart thumps hard, stomach knots,
I count the blessings that I ain’t got.
I live in hope and struggle on through,
It’s what they tell me that I must do.

No more booze is what you’re thinking
All the while you go on drinking
I’ll quit tomorrow is what I say
But tomorrow is another day…

Knock it back to drown that pain,
Knowing it’ll soon come back again
Heart plays rhythm with lots of bass
Misery carved on a careworn face

Skies of lead, grey with gloom
Spinning eyes and spinning room
Reality is where I dwell
Deep within this living hell

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New album released

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I’m pleased to announce that my 18th album “Shooting for Pork” has just been uploaded this morning and will be available on all good digital music sites within the next couple of days – processing permitting, of course. Each store works in it’s own unique and mysterious way!

I’ll release some tracks on this site over the coming weeks whilst work continues on the next album where I have two tracks already in the can.

In the meantime, give it a listen on Spotify – I like their royalty payments and it’s free to the listener. After all, we all have to eat! Actually, thinking about it there might be a song in that…….?

Hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed making it!

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I Don’t Wanna Be Your Friend

Here’s another track from the ‘Shooting for Pork’ album – this time it’s straight blues.

Album is now in post-production and should be released sometime in the next month on all the good streaming and download sites courtesy of Distrokid, who I thoroughly recommend for getting your music out there!

On the positive side, the single from the album (see previous post on here) seems to have been well received and has passed the 15,000 streams marks on Spotify, so thank to all who have listened and – hopefully – enjoyed it.

I don’t wanna be your friend
We’ve nowt in common, sad to say
I don’t wanna be your friend
‘cos I’m never gonna – see it your way
No matter what you say
I don’t wanna be your friend

I don’t wanna have a talk
And I don’t wanna mind your kids
I don’t wanna take your dog for walk
And I don’t give a fig what you think
I’m sick of trying to prop you up
And I don’t wanna be your friend

I’m sick and tired of trying to talk you round
To be honest I’ve just had enough
I see you talking but I hear no sound
So would you please stop coming around

We’ll never see eye to eye
We’ve nowt in common and I’ll tell you why
You can’t the truth from lies
And I’m sick of trying to work out why

You bad mouth me behind my back
You stab me ‘tween my shoulder blades
You seem to like to twist the knife
When I wanna get on with my life
So do me a favour and just get lost
‘cos I don’t wanna be your friend

No matter what you say
I don’t be your friend

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Shooting for Pork

OK. Sight change of plan!

My 18th album was to have been called ‘Dog End Days’ but having produced the cover artwork and taken soundings, the general opinion was that, frankly, the mock up was crap. Not the song, you understand. Just the artwork.

So the album will now be called ‘Shooting for Pork’ – good name for a band I thought if ever I decide to form one again. Anyway, this is the title track :


I heard it on the radio just the other day
That a herd of flying pigs was coming my way
I read it in the papers and I saw it on TV
But it seemed just a little far fetched to me!

You really can’t believe in everything you hear
And you really shouldn’t trust what everybody says
The things that they tell you are not always true
You shouldn’t let them influence the things that you do
I’d rather be out there…
Shooting for pork

I’ve been trying to teach old dog to learn new tricks
But I can’t figure out if it’s the dog or me that’s thick
I’m been beating my head against a big brick wall
And no matter how I do it then that wall will never fall

It not that I doubt everything
But it seems to me that I never can win
There’s lots of weird things – going on
And it simply can’t be that all of them are real

You know I’ve been thinking – now here’s the thing
Why is it you can’t teach a pig to sing?
You know that I’ve been trying
And I’ve been getting nowhere
And the pig flew off when it grew some wings

I know what I saw and I know what I heard
But you simply can’t believe in every single word
I’m a straight talking guy who’s known to walk the walk
So I don’t wanna listen and I don’t wanna talk
I’d rather be out there…
Shooting for pork

Yes I’d rather be out there…
Shooting for pork

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New single – “Doing What You’re Doing’


I’ve been working on a new album of blues / rock tracks which is now in the final stages of production. “Dog End Days” will be my 18th album and should be available within the next couple of months if all goes to plan.

In the meantime, I’ve just uploaded a single from the album which should be available within the next week or so on Spotify, iTunes, Amazon, Deezer and a shed load of other streaming and downloading sites. Give it a few plays on Spotify – at least that way I get paid. Eventually. They’re not the world’s fastest payers, but their rates are good by comparison.

In other news, I’m pleased to say that my last ‘serious’ album, Cutting up Rough, is selling well on Amazon where I seem particularly popular with the Germans for some reason. A big thank you to everyone who has played or bought it. Glad you like it!

So here’s the new single. Enjoy.


Honey stop doing
Doing what you’re doing
Baby stop messing around
Just stop doing
Doing what you’re doing
Stop your fooling around

Put yourself around
All over town
You’re just a good time girl
Can’t you see I’m hurting
While you’re out working
Can’t you see you’re bringing me down

It’s not that I don’t care
Don’t wanna see you there
You’re acting like a fool
You’re breaking every rule
I can’t stand your messing around

You’re breaking my heart
It’s tearing me apart
It’s like you just don’t care
Why can’t you see
That you should be with me
And not with all those other guys

Fooling around
Acting like a clown
It’s really bring me down
Just stop doing
Doing what you’re doing
Baby stop your messing around
Acting like you do
You and me are through
Stop your messing around

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Born Under a Bad Sign

Final track off the ‘Cutting Up Rough’ album is a traditional blues song covered by many artists including the inimitable Cream. I’m sure you’ve heard it before, but I love blues music and this is one of the best in my opinion so I couldn’t resist recording it. Hope you enjoy it.

So that’s it for this album and I’m working on the next one with three tracks in the can already.

If you like my stuff, then please listen to me on Spotify which is a free streaming service (if you like adverts!) and I get a few pennies in royalties. A very few but every little helps!

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I began to crawl
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all

Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all

I can’t read, haven’t learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all

If it wasn’t for bad luck
You know I wouldn’t have no luck at all

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Ballad of the Band

Dedicated to all those days and nights pounding up and down the road from gig to gig – or as we used to call it “The road to nowhere”. Crappy little run down pubs and club, playing cards on a drum case in the dressing room (the gents’ toilet normally) and flogging, in those days, old vinyl 45 demo disks out the back of an old transit van afterwards.

Happy days. Maybe.

Driving down the road at the wheel of my car
Heading for a gig in a run down bar
I make a little money – it don’t go far
Still keep playing – looking for the big break

Smell the stench of urine in the dressing room
Practicing the chords of some tired old tune
The man on the mike will be calling me soon
Art of arts sake – money for gods sake

Stepping on stage with my battered old guitar
Lights are in my face and I can’t see far
Playing “drinking whiskey from an old fruit jar”
Some times I wonder how much more I can take

That’s the ballad of the band
Playing music whenever we can
That’s the ballad of the band
The ballad of the band

You won’t make money as a covers band
You gotta hold the punters in the palm of your hand
‘til you got yourself a name all over this land
We think about tomorrow when we do it all again

The stuff we are playing – well at least its our own
People seem to like it so at least we’re not alone
And when the gigs over and we’re packing the van
We’re flogging our CDs to the passing fans

That’s the ballad of the band
The ballad of the band

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