aka Old Chainsaw Trousers, rough and ready and always on the hoof. Performs (& records) solo or with accompaniment. Always a joy, never a drag. Songs about love, loss, and redemption, and becoming long in the tooth. Self made millionaire - he just doesn't have the money to prove it! Some call him exuberant, some extravagant, part excommunicated, but only by means of withdrawing back into himself, only to be brought back out into his music, song-writing & thoughts. Check out his website here!
The lyrics for this song were written on a flight back from the alps, to the UK, some years ago. They were exciting, emotive, and life affecting times. To read more about the story of the 'Purple Sun', you can check out the post on his blog page here.
You are visitor number: 1016