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About Me

Frank waits under the cherry tree for the Blue-Eyed Tinker to come and sing her a song on his mandolin. She watches the blossom come out and the cherries grow when spring turns to summer, she plays her songs for the raindrops as they fall for the puddles. When winter comes she hides in her attic rooms and dreams of the days when the leaves grow green and the blackbird sings her evening song.
Frank learned to play her guitar a long time ago, sitting under an apple tree by the seaside, while the summer passed gently by. Winter came and the birds stopped singing and she forgot about the guitar, but a chance meeting in a graveyard one day made her rush home and dust down its long-forgotten strings. The boy told her how to write songs and she rapidly refined her gentle finger-picking style to create compositions which were filled with tinkers, dragonflies, seagulls and long lost true lovers sailing way across the ocean in great clipper ships. Frank soon realised she also loved to sing the epic, long-lost stories told in forgotten old folk and country songs. The guitar has never been neglected and forgotten since.
With a song to sing she dances along and when she's lost for words she likes to play sweet sad songs on an old fiddle which came to her from a monk who went to Italy. If the Blue-Eyed Tinker comes she'll follow but until then, Frank will sit and sing as the daytime turns to night and the springtime turns to summer.
Frank very much hopes you will enjoy her music and drawings.
Contact Frank at [email protected] or message her here.

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 3/25/2007
Band Members: Frank
Influences: The late, great John Peel. Bob Dylan, Donovan, Vashti Bunyan, Devendra Banhart, early Tyrannosaurus Rex and Nick Drake. The Carter Family, Woody Guthrie, Hayes Sheperd, Dock Boggs, Mississippi John Hurt and old time country string bands. June Carter, Laura Cantrell and Devon Sproule. The Beach Boys, The Beatles and The Singing Postman. A.L.Lloyd and Anne Briggs. Tony Hall. Bird song, old hymns and ballroom dancing records.
Sounds Like: A tinkling guitar on a summer afternoon when sweet songs float on the breeze. Seagulls sailing up above and dragonfly wings buzz gently in the golden sunlight. A spider web catches the light as the golden evening sun dips down in the sky and the birds start to sing their evening song. When the sun has said goodbye for another day, a voice drifts through the starlit night sky, way above the chimney tops where sleepers are in their beds. A sweetly sung song tells of sailors far away and the magic Blue-Eyed Tinker. When the first light of day creeps across the horizon and the leaves are fresh and green, you wake up with a sweet song in your head and wander if it was all just a dream.
Record Label: Unsigned

My Blog

Perfect May morning and a sky blue day.

A list of things I saw today;A baby collar dove.Four lots of baby mallard dacklings.Five sorts of butterfly, including white with orange tip wings.Two red damselflies mating.Water boatmen.Hugest blueb...
Posted by on Sun, 10 May 2009 09:36:00 GMT

A lovely day of birdsong, little green leaf buds and going on adventures.

Everything is lovely. Spring is truly here. Things that make me say that include the fact that the apple tree has come out in buds, my peas are well and truly up and growing, the hawthorn is green aga...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Apr 2009 11:21:00 GMT

I got a pair of cherry trees!

Oh so excitng times! I have since forever wanted a cherry tree or few all of my own. I thought it was impossible, but magic happens! Upon a trip to the garden centre I purchased two miniature cherry t...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 14:40:00 GMT

Seals, sunshine and punctured tyres.

It's been a delightful day. Beautiful hazy blue sky and warm sunshine. Everything is growing most spectacularly. Some of the vegetable seeds have finally decided to come up, peas included. The display...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 13:03:00 GMT

Shiny brand new songs!

Yes, brand new songs. So brand new, that they were only written last week and recorded on Sunday. Some sort of unexpected burst of creativity. Don't quite know what happened. Pink Polka Dot Dress is a...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:26:00 GMT

Getting out in the garden. (Part two)

Things are growing. Seems unbelievable, but it's true.The mini daffodils have started to flower in my garden, snowdrops too and crocusses. The crocusses are popping up in all sorts of strange places. ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 09:13:00 GMT

Getting out in the garden.

Spring has come. That's a fact. All of a sudden, winter turned it's head to leave and things began to look up. One cold, misty morning this week, it felt like the cold weather was destined to stay for...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 10:45:00 GMT

Long lost records on a freezing cold Sunday afternoon.

The wind is whistling all round the house, playing tunes on the drain pipes and squeezing its way through the cracks in the window. There's a dusting of snow on the ground and a promise of plenty more...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 12:43:00 GMT

Carrot seeds on a foggy day. Isnt the world amazing?

It was so cold and foggy today. Somehow it made me feel rather excited. I headed out through the fields around about mid-morning, headlights glowing in a cloud of strange white cotton wool fluff....
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jan 2009 11:54:00 GMT

The robin shall herald the coming of spring...

It may still be the depths of winter, but I am feeling distinctly spring-like. We've now turned the corner past the darkest day and each day gets a little longer and a little brighter. My mind is wand...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 13:14:00 GMT