Net Rhythms: Top 10

It’s a real honour to be included in the Net Rhythms top 10 albums list. I urge you to head on over to the Net Rhythms site and check out out the other records on the list, there are some wonderful gems to be found. Rarely do you discover a music review site so heavily weighted with substance over style, well written reviews, and info on all the new roots/folk releases.

But then, I would say that.

Happy New Year

 

Dan x

The Communal Cradle

This is a diary entry I wrote in 2004. I’d recently been dumped (by a musician partner, not a lover) and perhaps I was looking for an explanation, didn’t see it that way at the time though! It was a Sunday afternoon in November, sat on a bench in covent garden. I was really hungover but it was one of those good ones, where in addition to the sandpaper tongue/piercing headache/intermittent retching you actually feel enlightened, a good blow out. I was feeling quite tender (emotionally and physically!) and wanted to make sense of the stuff spinning round my head, to find a reason why someone I had trusted and expected so much from had up and left, without warning. Having a good writing session really cleared my mind, and I felt so happy and excited I even began to find answers for other questions hanging around my neck, like why do I feel compelled to sing & write songs?
Then the answer came. Hurrah. So chuffed. Some weeks later I bought an A1 size piece of yellow card and copied this paragraph out in HUGE letters and stuck it to my wall, I remember being so pleased with myself, convinced I’d worked out my own little meaning of life. In the years that have passed it’s remained relevant to me, so I stuck a bit of it inside my album sleeve. Been a little worried folks won’t understand the fragment I stuck in the album, so here it is in full:

Sometimes, I understand you.

We don’t know each other. We think we do, but how can we when the information inside our heads is hidden, by a lot of flesh, bone and expression. There are some holes in the face of course and these reveal a little. When Tim Booth sings “sometimes when I look deep into your eyes I swear I can see your soul” the key word for me is ‘sometimes’.

Sometimes thoughts get mixed up, or misunderstood. You may have communicated with someone and just them mouthing words, making sounds – this act alone has made you really upset or angry or whatever…we are all compassionate.

We hold each other in the communal cradle of our actions, of our words too, and of course (the fun bit in my opinion) our expression.

 

Dan Whitehouse. Sunday November 21st, 2004

Kiran Lee Textiles

Hello

Kiran and I have been friends for a long time, our Mother’s were friends so it’s kind of since before we were born. He he.

Earlier in the year I sent her a rough copy of the album I was working on, and invited her to have a listen. I might have hinted that I was curious to see if the songs would inspire any other art.

Didn’t hear anything from Kiran for a while, but was delighted to receive a beautiful, hand crafted, illustrated book for my song My Heart Doesn’t Age (It Just Gets Older) in October.

This website and screen probably won’t do it justice, but I am keen to share this so here goes. Perhaps you could listen to the song at the same time.