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Frances
'Frances, why aren't you number one already?' Art Garfunkel.
Loving You
A song that was written for two past loves of my life, one emotional, the other physical, reflecting upon both, I brought them together in this song.
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Love in NYC
So, you've the option to fall for someone who could've been your soul mate. Well, if they're married, have 3 children, a mortgage and live 3,000 miles away, what to say? 'Hey, lets go blow 12 hours of our lives in NYC and make like forever, because at midnight this affair turns into a pumpkin and we say goodbye. This is how we spent that last day together, on a bright spring day in NYC.
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Fell in love in a Chatroom
As the title suggests and so it was for me. This is a 21st Century Country & Western song for the MySpace, Facebook and MSN generation.
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Guardian Angel
A friend of mine has always and still does, have a fascination with fairies and angels. The song starts with the question 'is there' and concludes, 'yes there is.' Just a simple lullaby.
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Musically, Frances started out rather young aged 11, re-working both pop songs of the day and Christmas carols, whilst lampooning the Masters of the school. Much to the glee and amusement of 500 rather tone deaf pubescent pupils, sung cat like in unison, be it in the dinning hall, classroom or corridor, alack, much to the displeasure of the unappreciative teacher being sung about, insult by stealth one might say.

Understandably, Frances's ego swelled with pride and not a little smugness and yet, she still sought that ever elusive gift, humility; being a Roman Catholic i.e. big guilty complex etc.

Her Father bought her first guitar from Frank Hessy's in Liverpool, where the 'Beatles' bought their first proper guitars. If you hail from Liverpool the old saying goes, you'll either turn out to be a comedian, a musician or a footballer, she obviously didn't have the legs to be a footballer.

Alack, after more than a year of playing air guitar and noodling around in front of the bedroom mirror, all she could play was the 'Harry Lime' theme on one string; boy, these days she plays guitar behind her head!

Frances
Frances

Aged 16, Frances realized her own musical epiphany after encountering a 'Born again' Christian group and being so gob smacked by the sheer power of music and song, she determined to posses that 'black magic' and ability to move people too!

Within 6 months she was a signed up member, singing and playing guitar, eventually to move in and join the group.

For the next 14 years, music was to figure strongly in her life, it was her bread and butter, busking and travelling the world, whilst performing with the movement.

She eventually quit, well ok, it was resign or be kicked out, but hey, how many people can claim to have been kicked out of a 'Christian cult'! Ah well, it was all going weirdly beardy south by then anyway.

The mid 90's were spent writing music for corporate videos, jingles, radio and gigging. Record companies approached, but continually sought to mould her into the 'current sound' of the day, so as to please the masses, it was doomed to failure. Louis Walsh wanted her to sing 'Loving you' for the 'Irish' Eurovision song entry, but was pipped by Johnny Logan, perhaps not such a bad thing?

It was during this time she was introduced to Donavan, John Denver, Paul Williams and Art Garfunkel, hanging out and jamming with them whenever they'd be passing through town.

Fast-forward to the present; after a rather long sabbatical, Frances is now back to gigging, recording, playing at private viewings, launch parties and festivals.

Her style might best be described as acoustic based, melodic new folk / soft rock; stacking up lush rich vocal harmonies, with guitars and piano, performing all self penned compositions. The songs might be joyous, passionate or reflective; Frances doesn't do 'angry' songs, disappointed, yes, terribly pissed off, yes, but not some tormented soul.

In the first instance she writes for herself and as well as the obvious pleasure it brings, it's also her own personal therapist.

Never having felt the need to be 'current,' follow a trend, fit in, nor looking for the approval of her peers, she just gets on with what she's good at, her own thing, be that performing on her tod or rocking with her band 'The Frantastics.'

This time around it's not for fame nor fortune, she's infamous already and has enough, it's simply art for art's sake. Of course, potential 'Angels' and 'Patrons of the Arts' are welcome to contact her regarding both present and future projects.

Frances