Songs written by* or co-written** by Don MacLeod. He played guitar and/or piano on all these tracks except Sheer Bravado and View From The Top.
Other songs on which Don played guitar or :
Other vocals and instruments on all songs listed here were by me. I was always a control freak.
Pete Wilkes and Gail Williams played fiddle and boddhran respectively on ‘The Butterfly’.
Some 1980s recordings (mostly) from the CentreSound studio in Camden originally compiled as a cassette LP called ‘Sheer Bravado’. I recently had the CentreSound master tapes baked (don’t ask!) and transferred to digital media, and those better-quality but slower-loading versions have now been added to the versions originally posted here. Track listing as per the original cassette.
Table of Contents
- Long Stand
- Speak My Heart
- Paper City
- The Weekends (are the Worst)/Dives & Lazarus/The Butterfly
- Sheer Bravado
- View From The Top
- She’s Gone
- So Much For Romance
- Blues For Davy
Long Stand From “Sheer Bravado” (Words and Music by David Harley)
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Long Stand (MP3);
long stand 1 (MP3 converted directly from digitized master)
The day I started work, the foreman said to me,
“I’ve another job for you when you’ve finished brewing tea:
Go down to the stores and when you find old Stan,
Tell him Harry sent you for a long stand.”
Speak My Heart (Words & Music by Don MacLeod)
speak my heart 2 (directly converted from digitized master)
My love’s so many miles away
Makes it so hard to live through every day
Now I’m a watcher, a looker-on
I see my life as lived by someone I hardly know
Paper City (Words and music by David Harley copyright 1982)
paper city 2 (directly converted from digitized master: slower load, better quality)
I woke up with my mind’s eye facing your direction:
I looked hard and I saw you needed help.
You’re choking on paper and tape and legislation,
But you can’t produce one thing to help yourself.
Paper city at the heart of a paper empire:
You’ve got strings to pull, you’ve got wires all over the earth.
Sky-climbing parasite, concrete and paper jungle,
You’ve got money to burn, but I know you’d rather freeze to death.
The Weekends (Words by David Harley – Tune Traditional) All rights reserved The weekends (are the worst) MP3 (David Harley: vocal) Air (Dives and Lazarus)/Slip Jig (The Butterfly) Dives and Lazarus/The Butterfly MP3 (Traditional) Pete Wilkes, fiddle; David Harley, guitars; Gail Williams, boddhran
The world has changed since I was born in 1902.
Two World Wars have swept away the world that we once knew:
Two brothers and three sisters , long dead and gone to earth
Our lives were often hard, but now the weekends are the worst.
Sheer Bravado (by David Harley & Don MacLeod)
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Sheer Bravado MP3
sheer bravado 2 (directly converted from digital master)
Look at us now, back to back
And so choked up
That neither dares to say a word.
What is this crazy game
where losing doesn’t count
As long as no-one sees you’re hurt?
View From The Top (Words and Music by Don MacLeod and David Harley)
view from the top 2 (directly converted from digital master)
You learn to fall, then you learn to fly
I’ve been a lifetime learning, but I always got by
Living in pain isn’t living in vain
I’m used to losing and there’s so much to gain
She’s Gone (by Don MacLeod and David Harley)
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She’s Gone MP3
She’s gone: too bad…
And I wanted so much more
But now, too late,
I see what she was looking for
Wasn’t me at all
Just a lay-by
On the road to bigger things
So Much For Romance (words and music by Don MacLeod)
so much for romance 2 (direct conversion from digital master)
I could spend my time just watching you
Seeing all the things you want to do
What you’re going through
It’s all so new, it’s strange somehow
Circle (words and music by David Harley: all rights reserved)
circle 2 (directly converted from digitized master)
Sleep well old man, and don’t look down from some heavenly aerie
To see the edifice we’ve built on your philosophy
The sacrificial fires below bear the devil’s mark
But it was hands a lot like yours that struck the first spark
Blues for Davy (music by David Harley: all rights reserved)
A short, vaguely jazzy guitar piece. Not actually a studio recording, but (under-)recorded on fairly expensive domestic equipment. As the title might suggest, I was trying for something vaguely Davy Graham-ish: so successfully, that people used to come up to me after gigs and say “What was that John Renbourn piece you did?” I’m going to need to practice a while before I do this one in public again, anyway….
David Harley: acoustic guitar