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Of Simon Cowell and Sturdy Faith - The story behind 'My Saviours Cross'

It's no secret to those who know me that I am not really a 'kids' person. And if I am being honest, teenagers especially scare me. Like, really scare me. At the time of writing 'My Saviours Cross' I was still a teen myself and living in Atlanta GA. I had been roped into being a leader for a youth camp called 'Walking Wisely' a two night retreat for teens. What I didn't realise about this 'camp' was that I and six 12-13 year olds would be billeted out to a home, without the support of other leade...

Falling

Falling is my least favourite track on the whole album. It was the most recently written and it was written in a hurry to fill a space. I had lots of songs to choose from but nothing felt right for this particular project. I needed something light hearted, and not so serious. After recording the other 9 tracks, I sat outside Trammells studio with a guitar and wrote 'Falling' while he worked on one of the synth sections. It seemed ok at the time, but I was never really happy with it. And I think ...

Without Me

Have you ever had a friendship that just didn't work? Like a puzzle piece from another box, no matter how you turned it round it was just never going to fit? It's not that they weren't worth the effort, or the hard work but simply that it was in their best interests to walk away. This song was born out of that place. Out of watching friends in all their teenage emotional turmoil (it seemed intense at the time) and thinking 'Ya know what? No, I don't want this. I don't want to be your girlfriend....

The Story In The Song

It occurred to me the day while talking to friends, that for many of you who never knew me at the time of the 'stay' recording, or over the years preceding while I was writing the songs, it could be easy to assume the story behind them. But in some cases, you might be wrong. They are not songs that often fall into a set list these days. When I was playing them live, frequently the story behind the song would be told. But as those days seem like a distant memory now, I decided to write a little b...