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This one’s all about emotion. Scott Hutchison’s mum called him Frightened Rabbit as a pet name when he was a shy, anxious boy. He used it on stage when he started performing, and continued as the Scottish indie-rock band coalesced around him. Swim was the single from...

It was my pleasure & privilege to visit Chirk Marina in May to record 3 songs for The Narrowboat Sessions. Lovely people, and all in support of a better cause than simply raising my own profile. This is the second of them, Don't Ever Say Goodbye....

Bare mention’s enough to set us off, strumming an air banjolele, screwed-up face and a bad imitation of the great man’s Wigan accent: ‘I’m leaning on a lamp-post . . .’ Except, it actually begins: I'm leaning on a lamp, I know I look just like a tramp, Or you may...

A classic of the Great American Songbook, written by Bernie Wayne and Lee Morris in 1950, a hit for Tony Bennett the following year. Covered by many - here by Bobby Vinton: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icfq_foa5Mo   So I bet you can sing it off the top of your...

Let’s bend the rules a bit. Of course Crown of Horn is a favourite, but it’s a long way from being forgotten. It’s the record that kick-started my lifelong devotion to folk music and British finger-style guitar. Come with me, back to the musical dead zone of 1976 and...

One evening at the tail end of the 1970s I folked up at Barnsley Folk Club, upstairs in The Wheatsheaf at Town End, not knowing what to expect from the night’s guest. It was Donal, bespectacled, with an exuberant auburn beard flowing from his chin and a scarlet beret...

Bar the Doors and Bang the Shutters Down, my fourth solo album. Released September 1st 2024 Available via Bandcamp and on all major streaming platforms, in person from me and (if you absolutely must) from the retail behemoth masquerading as a South American river. 'In...

If memory serves, not so long after Eddie Walker quit his precarious day job in local government for the safe, predictable and prosperous life of a travelling musician, he chauffeured Vin Garbutt to and from folk club gigs, and begged floor spots (and bookings) each...

In the early 1970s some bright spark decided School needed new laboratories and set about finding the moolah. Term followed miserable fund-raising term full of begging letters, boot sales, money-making schemes and sponsored marathons.  The one bright spot was a series...

Folk song and Tony Rose met and fell for each other at Oxford University in the early 1960s, when he was reading modern languages and taking his turn as President of the Heritage Society, the university folk club. He moved to London to teach, but was offered so many...