The Wild Mountain

It's been nearly 30 since my father gave me my first guitar, after being encouraged during a drunken conversation with his friend Tam McDonagh, "...buy him a fuckin' guitar...", is the choice quote I recall. Da' must have noticed my teenage head filling up with distractions, the sudden utter focus on the weekly music press, the Billy Bragg inspired communist badges and his record collection no longer being as organised as it once was. So anyway, I've tinkered with music for years, playing in a few bands in the teenage years, a few stints at singer songwriter nights - never that satisfying. Still, the songs and melodies continued to float around my brain so i started to get them down.