One More Drink
Hi. Hello. How are you? I supposed you’re wondering why I’ve brought you all here today. The answer is simple. I have written a song for you. Now it is still an inchoate mess, but
Thoughts on Songwriting
Hi. Hello. How are you? I supposed you’re wondering why I’ve brought you all here today. The answer is simple. I have written a song for you. Now it is still an inchoate mess, but
If you ever catch me slagging someone off for being unbearably winsome and lightweight, remind me that I, Ian Freud, wrote this at the age of 45, while sporting a beard. Lyrics I can hardly
To celebrate the death of Jesus, I spent the Easter weekend writing this abstract piece of melancholy electronica about Peter Sutcliffe, better known to you and I as The Yorkshire Ripper. While I was still