I fell in love with Clare before I'd even met her. We were 22 years old.  I was standing in the hall-way at my share-house in Carlton, Melbourne, when I heard her voice, coming from my house-mate John's room. They were "jamming". I guess it was love at first song? 

Recently, my knuckles grew bigger. I do yoga most days (don't judge) and my ring started cutting off my circulation, so I took it off. WELL - it was like WORLD WAR THREE over in Bowditch town. This is the thing, you see - we are married people with children who work very closely together and sometimes, small things can seem magnified. Fights like this are usually my cue to think "I need to book in a #datenight". 

I'm a man of few words, and the words I do say sometimes get misinterpreted (not accusing you of anything Bowditch, just making a general comment) so I think I am going to just play on the safe side now and stop talking and go play some drums (SAFE!)

marty
on C.B.

C.B.
ON MARTY

My friend John kept talking all the time about his housemate, the drummmer/producer Marty Brown.

When I met him. my first thought was, "The is the tallest man I ever did see!"  And what a musician! 

It took years to find the courage to admit I loved him -  who wants to ruin a friendship that good. But... JACKPOT!

Three kids later! A groodle, a guinea-pig, everything!
But here's the truth: true love is strange. Sometimes I get so mad at him, I can't speak his name. 

At the moment, for example. he is refusing to wear his wedding ring. He says it's because it doesn't fit him any more. I say NOT GOOD ENOUGH! YOU DON'T LOVE ME! He said, it just doesn't fit. 

Simple things like that - these are the things that spark songs in me. You will hear more of our new songs this year, and the album in 2020. Just expect it to b e full of songs about  "True Love, after children" on it, the truth of which... might make both Marty and I and our kids a little "uncomfortable", but that's ART (and TRUE LOVE) for ya.