Hiking and songwriting – New EP ‘On Mt Luxmore’ released 7th October

After 5-10 years of hiking in Britain and New Zealand and 3-4 years of writing songs about those adventures, I have finally finished my EP ‘On Mt Luxmore’.

All the songs are about some of my favourite places in the world, from ‘Lily Tarn’ (the instrumental of my EP), which is about a spot on Loughrigg Fell, The Lake District to ‘On Mt Luxmore’, which describes the stunning Fiordland in New Zealand.

Some of these songs have sat waiting to be finished for a long time, mainly because inspiration is a fickle thing, but thankfully this summer the ideas have come thick and fast and I recently enjoyed a 12 hour day in the studio – it’s hard to stop sometimes!

I’ve also collaborated with my girlfriend Hannah Watts who provided the flute playing on ‘Lily Tarn’, so with that song expect something a little different than my normal folk/rock sound. In short expect folk, not rock on that one!

Here is a trailer featuring short clips of every track on the EP:

Here is the link to the pre-order:

Pre-order (release date 7/10/16)

 

‘On Mt Luxmore’ new song and lyrics

I’ve been playing around with a few song ideas in recent months and last weekend was a big and unexpected dose of inspiration. Fortunately I had time to take advantage of it and so moved into the studio and finished my track ‘On Mt Luxmore’.

It’s a song about a hike I went on in New Zealand that besides being stunningly good looking, came at a pivotal time in my life. It had such a profound and restorative effect on me, that I decided to go on many more similar adventures over the coming years. I hope you enjoy it and for those who are interested here are the lyrics:

‘On Mt Luxmore’

In a hut on the top of the world
I spent some time with my friends
In a lawless and beautiful land
Where history belonged only to the hills

And I’ll never forget the sun setting
Over the mountains of Fiordland
Nor the feeling that I was content
Not four walls but a timeless home

I felt that there was nothing left but the view ahead
Just this, no past to trouble my soul

Stepping above the clouds
Was to leave all memories below
Fresh as the emerald fire
Sweeping over the fellside

The untouched wilderness
Stripped me to my purity
Earlier than I can express
Where I have always been

I felt that there was nothing left but the view ahead
Just this, no past to trouble my soul