"The rhythm section in your music often sounds to me like a primary school music class with a box full of interesting noise-makers being orchestrated by an enthusiastic teacher. It seems to be more about joy than
technicality - which of course is excellent."
-
S ABlobWilkinson,
world's greatest drummer
Ghosts
float by and fade. Dusty mirrors greyed. Estimates unweighed. Strategies
unplayed. Mountains viewed not climbed. Couplets yet unrhymed. Time
and tide don't wait but still you hesitate.
False
starts left outclassed. Chances came but passed. Fears have
held you fast Breathless to the last. Lovers flew your dreams flowed
to other streams. Allies you frustrate but still you hesitate.
Days
refused a dawn. Curtains fade still drawn. Children wait unborn Lives
not lived to mourn. Hopes which might have been. Arms outstretched
unseen. Time and tide don't wait But still you hesitate.
