A new troupe of songs have started whispering in my ear. All at varying states of completion thus far. They accompanied me in hibernation through 2020 and now is their time to talk. Each of them feel different in personality…
On the evening of Halloween ten years ago today this song was written. Semi-unintentionally I might add. I was dicking about at the piano, playing around with this 3/4 intro thing, singing nonsense. Quickly it turned from less of a…
The Wawalak sisters are a part of Aboriginal Dreamtime culture. The story has regional variations with each following a similar narrative of two sisters roaming unfamiliar territory. One sister is pregnant, they stop to rest near water. The pregnant sister…
This song came on thick and fast. The ingredients collected on a street corner without me completely realising it was happening. Into the song cauldron went: