On 1/7/20 I found an old ECG graph in the glovebox of my car. It was a readout of my Dad's heartbeat from the previous year when he was in hospital. My Dad died from COVID - 19 on 25/04/20. As you can imagine, it was a pretty profound discovery. I knew I had to express my emotions in the way that is the clearest to me - through music. The chords came , and I recorded the song in one take in the garden . The lyrics arrived fully formed into my heart. I then sent them to my great friend and producer Bryan Southworth Turner who felt it like I did. He mastered the track . The next morning I recorded a self tape on my phone in my studio , and edited it on my laptop.

 I needed this to be instant  - it had to be still beating. A huge mantra of mine is summed up by Pearl Jam's Eddie Vedder - " Expecting perfection leaves a lot to ignore." This isn't perfect , but it's the most honest thing I have ever done , and it's my love letter to my Dad . And to all those who have an empty chair at their table. " A life lived is never a life lost" x