I had just turned thirty. 10 years of being a ‘good boy’ of playing the subservient roles I had been given.

I had forgotten who I was, what my ‘purpose’ was or could be.

This was the start of the very painful ‘awakening’, it would come and go for almost a decade before I embraced who I was and stopped being the people pleaser…

Nobody could tell me why I didn’t ‘fit in’ at work, in society, anywhere. I had to do the work myself and music really helped.

Within a couple of weeks I did some very basic home studio recordings and ‘Sinking Ships’ was the one that everyone seemed to like the most.

I prefer the automatic music without planning, the rustic sounds of true feeling; but this song does explain how it felt to become suddenly aware that I was being treated for an illness that did not exist. I did not fit in I was a ‘disruptor’. ‘They’ tried to medicate and section me but it did not work, I just quietly began to work out the chess board and wait for my moment…