Wandering through windswept Yorkshire landscapes with a weathered acoustic guitar and well-worn boots, I'm more comfortable in countryside pubs and folk festivals than anywhere else. Storytelling runs through my veins like the ancient rivers of the North, collecting ballads and traditional melodies as companions on meandering journeys between stone walls and misty moors. Between writing poetry, restoring vintage instruments, and keeping the flame of British folk traditions alive, I'm endlessly fascinated by the raw, unvarnished narratives passed down through generations of musicians and storytellers.
Raised on Nick Drake's delicate fingerpicking and Laura Marling's raw emotional landscapes, I've cultivated a deep respect for the intricate tapestry of folk music that connects us to something timeless and profoundly human. When I'm not exploring forgotten folk archives or playing in small, candlelit venues, you'll find me collecting rare vinyl, brewing strong tea, and dreaming of windswept clifftop concerts that speak more truth than any modern playlist ever could.