Spent most of the last year out of action, out of sorts and not doing a great deal. Starting to change things now. Hope to get a couple of new tracks up in the next couple of weeks all being well. If not, might just say screw the music and turn this into a blog about growing vegetables. I have coriander, lettuce and chard by the tonne.

This is the webby home of Singularity Jones. I’ve focussed this site on music – my photography (if you’re here for pretty pictures and not sounds)  is now at www.speckunderthesky.com (although there’s not much there just yet). I’m keeping my old blog, if and when I can be bothered to update it at www.singularityjones.com/scratching. All this and more is available on the links tab.

Broken Water

Broken Water was written and recorded on one Saturday morning last July while waiting for the birth of my third daughter, Ruby. I really didn’t know how I’d deal with a third child, and my nerves weren’t equipped to deal with her being two weeks overdue. The heat and the tension were becoming unbearable and it, to me, captures the intense anticipation and fear of the unknown that I felt at the time.

Not Enough Gun

Not Enough Gun was my homage to the terrifying Saint of All Killers, a character from Garth Ennis’ divine Preacher series. The quote is the Saint’s reaction to emerging from a direct nuclear strike, after having single-handedly destroyed a tank batallion. It provoked a belly laugh, and in its honour is my shamelessly dumb Morricone-esque stomp.

So Far, So What

So Far, So What is another big, stupid track. It does what it wants and doesn’t really care.

Tilting at Windmills

Tilting at Windmills is a rare play with synthesisers – made in Reaktor and processed in Sonar. I wanted to make something that felt very fleeting and hard to pin down, but using pop chords – there’s a Mary Chain style chord progression under it, but very slow and processed to hell so that you can hardly pick it out.