I have covered Three Hours by Nick Drake.
You can hear it online or download it here:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/52553877dd09e704/
hope you enjoy!
Now I’ve recorded “I could be dead” on my new computer that Shadey kindly built for me. I havn’t had much of a response about this song to be honest, people close to me say its the best I’ve written yet but I havn’t heard much since.
So check it out at www.myspace.com/mykehawkeye, and let me know what you think of I Could Be Dead.
Would really appreciate any nice comments at all 
After I came back from holiday had the usual rude awakening of Uni and Work, so haven’t been able to get much done recently. What I have done is to write a new song which I am so proud of. Its called I Could Be Dead.
…Maybe I waste my time, singing out this line, cuz by the time you hear this, I could be dead…
I’m inspired by Nick Drake, and this song is based on thoughts I had when reading about his life. He gained fame years after he died and it was something that made me think, he never knew just how popular he would become.
I would have recorded this song had my computer not blown up. And it seems buying a new one online is a real hassle. Hopefully should have one soon!
I’m going on holiday for two weeks with my girlfriend to Cornwall. We have a caravan so I won’t be around for the next two weeks!
I’m attempting to write a song every day i’m there which should mean I’ll have around 10 songs by the end (we’re there for 12 days and 2 are travelling!) Hopefully will all go to plan!
…Beautiful stars in the sky, shine so bright as we say goodbye…
I’m in the process of finishing a new song entitled “Beautiful”. It’s a song that’s a story about two people. A beautiful girl who is on the verge of suicide and a lonely guy who has no belief. The story is about their lives and about the moment they set eyes upon each other. Not all stories have happy endings…
…You are beautiful, you’re so beautiful…
I wrote this song in one night on a first take, quick edit recording session. I just recorded a few tracks, played them over and edited it together. Simple, just a quick one to make me happy!
…Do you believe in magic now?…
We all need a wake up call from time to time and some of us realise it and some of us don’t. Those of us who do tend to look for something to change our lives, whether than be someone, something, or somewhere!
Promised Land is a song ive written about that. One day I’ll go to my promised land. I want to wish everyone who tries good luck!
…Take me with you, on this journey, bring back the old me, when I was happy…
I’ve gone back to myspace and set everything up again!
The address is www.myspace.com/mykehawkeye .
I’ve never posted the address before but after the help my lovely girlfriend gave me on building the site up, I feel its finally a professional, yet artistic way to present the work. Let me know what you think of the songs!
…This is all for you, darlin’…
New song, touchy subject. When You’re Through is a new song that I am proud of! It took me about two days to write and it is about a close friend of mine. The song is very personal to me and makes me feel sad when I sing it, but in a good way.
…So you think the world is yours, but its not, no its not. And you use the old excuse, this is life, this is life…
I have a good recording of the song now and feel really good about it! I feel confident singing it and overall it just works. I feel really relieved! It’s just a shame what the song is written about…
…Because I care about you…
…And I’ll be there…
…When you’re through…
Ok, been a long while! Have LOADS to update about so am going to do about 5 blogs tonight about seperate things! I’m trying to post them in chronological order so the feeling stays the same!
Everything is going so well!
…Happiness…
…More or Less…
…Is just a change in me…
I’ve started a new piece entitled “The Dragon Symphony” which is my next big project. I have spent the last few days working on it and have got quite far. I need to bring all the ideas together now and make something big. I’m really looking forward to finishing it off and having something that I’m proud of.
It’s a piece written about myself and what I would love to do in the future. I’m proud that I’ve started singing better now and I’ve found a way to do it nicely. Although I did music at a GCSE level, I couldn’t take it further because of my school, and I didn’t learn much at GCSE due to my school. So the majority that I understand is all through a process of self discovery, which is always the long route. But I’ve found that recently I’ve started to learn faster and faster and now have a good idea how to do what I want to do! I also have the best reason in the world to do it.
…I sing songs and I slay dragons…
I’ve been gone for a while now, but that’s because Ive been sleeping most of the time. Not really doing anything. But here I am, and hope to be posting a few more in the next few weeks.
Something that’s been on my mind for a while and I feel it was passed on to me by someone else. It seems like everyday, sometimes twice a day I look at the clock and see the time 12:34. I know this sounds like nothing special or worth talking about, but after the 100th time you start to worry about it. Now I’ve searched online about it and found multiple explanations verging from insanity to a little crazy! One place says its angels getting in contact! …ok! Next? One just says its to do with your body clock – plausible. But its just a very scary thing to notice.
It all started after noticing someones MSN displace picture which was the digital clock image of 12:34. Unfortunately I’m not in contact with that person anymore and cant find out if they were affected in the same way. Now I see it every afternoon and most nights too. I’ve mentioned it to people and some said they noticed it a few times, but then stopped. I cant explain it, but it haunts me.
Just thought I’d share that. Another blog tomorrow that’s back to music!
…It’s in the stars, in the sun, it’s everywhere and everyone and we will be, everyday, from now on, from now on, we are one, its amazing…
After a bad weekend where I nearly gave all this up, I’ve settled and am back in the swing of things with a few new ideas, still nothing solid yet though, still got Web and Faith to fall back on when the time comes. And of course Butterfly. Yet at the moment I feel in the mood for new things, going to a place I’ve never been and experiencing different parts that havn’t touched me before. Got two ideas on the go right now, but thats nothing new, see if either of them can make it into the shortlist of ideas that become realised!
…Take the risk…
…Who knows, magic could happen…
The sun has gone below me and everything is bathed in a greeny-blue light, the sky is completely clear and even the flowers have stopped dancing. This world is going to sleep. And I hope its you.
The world sits at the bottom of the sea, or so it seems and everything feels pretty good. I’ve sorted my worries and now I feel whole, which I haven’t felt in a long time and things are getting better.
Then you made me smile. Thank you.
Some films are just special. Not for the quality of filming, not for the quality of acting, but for the message they send out. This morning I was lucky enough to see Once which I was very impressed by. The two main characters “Guy” and “Girl” were played by real life lovers and musicians Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova, and the story is so similar to how life could be for me, that I hope that when everything falls together, that it at least happens the way this film does
…I don’t know you, but I want you, all the more for that…
One thing it made me realise was that I don’t have the ability to make music like that, I’m not technically good enough to write that, but its good that I know that, because now I can go on and improve myself in time for the night when the stars will leave the sky.
…”I cant wait forever”, is all that you said, before you stood up, you won’t disappoint me, I can do that myself, but I’m glad that you’ve come, but if you don’t mind leaving, leave, and free yourself at the same time, leave, leave, I understand, you’ve already gone…
I walked down the woods and saw my life in a paper boat flying down the river, sailing into the unknown and I wondered to myself, am I alone on that boat or is there someone by my side. It’s so beautiful down there, you’d love it.
…And if you have something to say, you better say it now, cuz this is what you’ve waited for, a chance to even up the score, and as these shadows fall on me, I will somehow, say it back to you…
…She’s got a place within the woods, where she swings near the house in the trees, and she’s got a way with the animals and invites me along to get free…
The weather is bad, every time I try to go to the woods it starts to rain. Maybe its a sign, maybe its the opposite. A test. It could be just a obstacle to jump over to get what I want. And I really want what I want. I want to swing in the trees, hand in hand, finding out what freedom feels like. Is she even there? Or is it all in my mind? I’ll find out one day. When the time is right, she’ll be there. I know that.
…And he’s got a way of lingering, like a ghost that just won’t go away, and he’s got a place within the wind, he’s around but I know he won’t stay…
I don’t know who he is yet, but he will enter this frame sooner or later, and he will pull at the sides and throw everything up in the air, but in the end I’ll win, because I’m meant to. Its just the way its going to be.
…There’s an army of stars that crash the night, they burn him but still it is cold, so we dared the God’s to come and sit and talk with us, we were bruised, we were screwed, we were bold…
Imagine that, as we will. The time is going to happen one day. The stage has been set, the pieces are falling into place. Bring on the miracles. This time I won’t let it die so easily, this time magic will happen and it will be more than just me who witnesses it. Come on the future!
…Because we’ve never been to this place before, no not as it is right now, and we may never know what this night is for, so for now we will just sit around…
…Yeah for now, we’ll just…
…Sit around…
Or just that unsatisfying feeling of failure…
…You had an idea, you had an idea, but you can’t see it through, you had the same dream, over and over, but it never would come true…
Hey everybody and anybody who reads this. I’ve decided to have another go, not only at writing this blog, but at writing my music, and this time I’m not by myself. My good friend Imogen has accepted my offer to be involved with the music and to work together towards my dream of releasing one hour of beautiful music. She has similar tastes in music to me, and she can sing amazingly, so she is a great addition to the team! It’s been a busy few months with University exams and coursework, work and everything else that comes with life, but now that I’ve got some spare time, I’m going to invest it in the dream. Let it take over my life again. This week I received through the post the new Blacklands album entitled “Beware The Moon” and it is absolutely amazing! I don’t know what Al has planned with it, but if it gets onto Itunes or in the shops, please check it out, because it has a special quality that you just don’t find in every day music. It has inspired me to come back and start paddling again. I’m not dead in the water, I’ve just got a long way to go!
…Lets hang lights from the pylons tonight, make our own constellations to burn in the sky, cuz you can’t see the stars from the fields around ours, so lets hang lights out tonight…
…cuz you can’t see the stars…
Once upon a time there was a young boy who rode buses. He rode them all the way in and all the way out. To save him from himself, and the other scary passengers, he listened to a magic black box. The magic black box had thousands upon thousands of songs by a multitude of different artists and bands. One day he turned the dial to D and played the first artist in that category. From that moment he knew what he had to do. He kept listening, over and over to the same album, trying to figure out how something could be so beautiful. He never quite figured it out, but that wouldn’t stop him, and he decided he would try his hardest to make his own piece of music that would rival this masterpiece. The journey began…
Over many years he tried to find the special chords that would unlock the door and let the music flow, but failure after failure took its toll on our young hero and led him down, down, deeper and down. He was almost at the point of giving up. He kept it all inside, told no-one of his plans and no-one of his dreams, he stayed up all night singing on his roof to the audience of two cats that found his unusual pressence quite heartwarming, or maybe they just found him warm. On a cold December day by the rough rainy seaside, he told a friend of his dream and she told him to just get up and do it. To not care what people thought and to improve as he went along. After 5 months he completed his first attempt, a piece called Butterfly Journals. It was received with little interest, even from his feline demographic which was still his main fan group. He fell deeper into the hole than before when he realised this attempt was far from the inspirational story he had heard on that journey years before. He was about to give up when another magical event occured…
Counting his fans on one hand, he counted three, two of which were ill capable of any elation or critism. He found the purring a compliment, but felt this was not how it was meant to be. His third fan was a young girl in a kingdom far far away, who by chance had come across him before his dream had taken over his life. She listened and listened to every vibration from his guitar and even when it was at its worst, put on a smile and kept him going. She never once let him feel that he would do anything but achieve his goal. He never forgot that…
After a resurged attempt in the shape of “Forever and day… but what then?” he truly began to lose hope, but the girl was still there and he kept trying. He tried until his throat was dry and his fingers bled, but still the key to all of this evaded him. He found two more artists that told him that that it is possible to make his dream come true. They taught him that time was everything and that you should never rush to complete what it is that you hope to create. He felt better, but he was still in a place that he didn’t want to be. Having no idea which direction to go, he was drawn by the beautiful voice of the past…
He listened to the first recording of a voice that belonged to someone far more talented than him, and from that moment he knew what he wanted to do. He followed that sound and it let him to a far away kingdom, to a small bedroom in a lilliputian palace, and the voice belonged to the girl that had kept him going all these long years. She agreed to join him in his dream and help however she could. The weight was lifted from his shoulders and he straightened up, taller than he had in years and set out again, this time however, he was not alone…
How many times have we been here? How many times has the same thing happened with the same reaction? Can we leave it all behind? Can we just give up? I think I’m going to have to. The end of the road. Over and out!
I’m only getting to the point where I’m testing my abilities… and whats the best thing to be when you get to that point… prepared! And I’m preparing myself. My singing is coming on leaps and bounds, now I’ve got a little more confidence and worked on it. This is what this time is for. Before the freedom and the real tests. I’m going to do this. I have to do this. I’m third in line to the thrown and the next decade has my name on it.
…I’ve said it too many times, and I still stand firm. You get what you put in, and people get what they deserve…
…Still I ain’t seen mine…
…I’ve been giving, just ain’t been getting, I’ve been walking that there line, so I think I’ll keep a walking, with my head held high, I’ll keep moving on…
Sometimes I dream of a perfect world where people exist to create beauty, and in that world the big spaces, shops, parks, open spaces… are all used to house created beauty. In this world, what you look like doesn’t matter, because no one cares, they just care about their emotions and experiencing what life has to offer. People all have space and the best is shown to the world, and the worst is still given the respect the creator deserves for trying. It’s a nice world… you’d like it.
…And Only God Knows Why…
