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SAMMI

I am a Singer/Songwriter and have been involved in Folk Clubs since I was a 14 year old child.

I am also the one who runs this website.

Most of my songs here are recorded 'Live' by John Twigger, old films and in a few of the clubs that I go to.

COVERS

SELF-PENNED SONGS

I do watch people, not in a pervy way, but am a people watcher.

I saw the effect of a certain chap and he seems unaware of how fond of him people are.

He is indeed, a good hearted man.

Ken Arkley - this is for you chuck!

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I miss my darling Daughter Anna so much, and this is a song of my journey to see her.

I miss Scotland big time, but living in the NE Eng, it's not a million miles away. Life and fate has brought me here.

I wrote this song after date with a somewhat odd lad.

As I have reached the age that I am now, there are lot of people that have become insular, and in that vein, this lad was years ahead of his time.

Needless to say, I didn't see him again.

The lovely Marie Little is the inspiration for this song.

The gentle, tender way that both Marie and the Folkie Family have supported me goes beyond a mere "Thank You"

Indeed for me, Angels don't have wings, they do indeed have guitars

Never being one to be forward, and being somewhat socially awkward at times, sometimes seeing a man I thought lovely, I dare not ever approach them in fear of being rejected.

It was only a matter of time before someone wrote a song for John Wrightson.

All I see when I look at him, is a shy wee lad - with one of the most beautiful voices I have ever heard.

His songwriting is legendary , with many people doing their own versions. That says it all!

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Being a Military child is one thing, being a Military Wife, another.

When they go away on detachment, it’s scary, not knowing if they will come home.

If they do come home, they drive you mad... the toilet seat is up, the car seat too far back.

Seriously, in a way, you have to rehabilitate them, not easy if they have come home with PTSD.

They often came back a changed man, not the one that left.

This is what they don’t tell you when you marry a Military man.

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Men who take out the last conquests' behaviour out on the next woman.

All too common, this song is taken from seeing that happen to a friend.

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A very early demo, scooped up from a tape made years ago.

Harvey Andrew's album 'Friends of Mine' is my all time favourite album of his, reflecting both on his life, and mine.

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The word ‘Glayva’ has two meanings.

For the drinkers amongst us, Glayva is a super good a pain killing liquor made with whisky, honey, spices, almonds and tangerines.

One swig of that and nothing else matters.

It is a Scottish Gaelic word, and literally means ‘Very Good’

It's about going back to Elgin. Moray, Scotland to make happier memoires, but the ghost of Nina creeps in towards the end of the song, and all I think about are the happy times we had. Haunt me anytime kiddo.

Growing up in a Military Life, as an only Child, I moved every 3 or so years.

This had me changing schools, and starting life over and over again.

We also use to go camping. So, I felt like a Gypsy.

I have never grown up with anyone, and spent most of my life alone, and repeating the process of moving and re-starting life yet again.

I am tired of moving, and hope to stay in the North east of England.

The life I have made here is too preicous to lose.

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My parents spilt up when I was 15, and the fallout at home was very damaging.

I had a small 50cc motorbike and used to literally get lost in the myriad of little lanes in South Wales, where I was living at the time.

I drove into a forest and found a little lake, a place of peace. Often revisited, as I sat on the grass, gazing at the calm water.

I lost my innocence there when I was 16, moved away aged 19 to Eastbourne, and life since has certainly been a rollercoaster.

This song started out as a poem that I written, many years later, I blew the cobwebs off it, popped a chorus in, and the rest is history.

When I think of those I have loved and lost, and now very much alone, I often think, 'If I knew then, what I know now, I'd be, a different me'

Years later, I met my guitar buddy, John Dickens, who liked the line 'If I knew then, what I know now, I'd be, a different me',

As you will see and hear, he puts the magic fairy dust into the song with his wonderful guitar playing.

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Life has been a bowl of cherries.

Not.

Even in my darkest moments, I make myself rise back up again and live life.

I wrote this song "If I Fall" © 2022 T-N Music, describing how loss feels to me, sad, but with tentative hope, and being grateful for the beautiful people in my life, who I am not ashamed to say, I love..

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For those suffering from unrequited love …

Oh, if only I had the confidence.

I'd rather be on the shelf than in the wrong cupboard, not that I have not had the odd silent 'crush' on a couple of men that never knew....

Here I am with post lock down hair.

Written after the loss of my eldest Daughter.

As ever, trying to do the 'Keep Calm & Carry On' I was taught to live by - dealing with the loss alone with no support. Daring not be upset in case it upset others.

It can relate to any dark moments in life... but would you be there for me if I fall?

We met up to swap cars, one last hug, and feeling of sad regret.

The marriage was over, no malice, we'd just grown apart.

I convinced myself that I could make it alone, and I have.

Another chapter.

Years ago, I was in the St Nicholas and St Faith church choir. Often popping in before having to go to work.

Often, my combat boots and camouflage trouser were seen from underneath my cassock.

And the song was born.

Since than, I have become Godless.

Years ago, I was in the St Nicholas and St Faith church choir. Often popping in before having to go to work.

Often, my combat boots and camouflage trouser were seen from underneath my cassock.

And the song was born.

Since than, I have become Godless.

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After being chatted up all day by a man who was already taken, I challenged him to give me a sentence to write a song. He did (That's the title of the song)

The song was written, recorded and sent back to him within 20mins.

And no, I did not love him for just one day, or any day at all.

My late, estranged Daughter cut off all contact from me, so I used to write songs to her and pop them on YouTube in the hope that she would see and hear my 'letters' of love to her.

I really hope that she did, but I will never know.

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Yes, I do miss people from time to time, er, hence the song

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Grief bites your bum whenver it decides to.

My beautiful daughter, Anna told me that I could talk to her about anything.

I really can't.

It's my job as her Mum to protect her, not the other way round.

Some words have been updated since this demo was recorded.

Another lock down song.

Sat scrolling through BookFace and reading posts inspired this song.

I never did see the Northern Lights, until I realised that you had to see them via a phone camera, even then, nope.

Being a Military child, an only child, and a child sent to boarding school - it's bound to have an effect.

That feeling of never settling, and never belonging, and coming from nowhere in particular.

When people ask me where I come from, it's the most difficult question to answer, and is usully, "Nowhere"

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A long lost love.....

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Social Media and the Government had us all brainwashed, and scared.

I spent lock down alone, so as alwasy, music kept me from going batshit crazy.

So, in a nutshell, this song is about lockdown and missing human contact.

(FOR MY DAUGHTER, NINA (1992-2022)

Of all the awful things that I have had to deal this, this is by far the worst.

Losing my eldest Daughter changed me. She believed that she would be a star.

Can't say much more on that really.

Rare footage of Sammi singing this song, complete with bum chords.

Andrea McCulloch "Thank you Sammi, for sharing such a beautiful, deeply personal song with us. Hugs."

My youngest Daughter always seemed to have that 'lost' look, even her Teachers commented on it.

A Divorce is never easy, and for a while things were very difficult, and that's all I am going to say about that.

My Ex-Husband and I have been amicable for years, and his 2nd Wife has been brilliant.

This song is just a chapter in my life. That's all.

I had a VW Golf with the number plate S *** JARA.

I tend to create names out of number plates (probably because of the long roadtrips I have done/am still doing)

Otherwise, a bit of a nonsense song now that you know what inspired it...

Feeling despondent about dating sites, after all, what's the rush?

Being single for so long, I don't want to jump into any fire with both feet until I get to know him and feel ready to commit to any type of relationship.

Best to sleep on it I think.

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I am always caught out in surprise if anyone takes an intrest in me.

The ones I knock back are the married ones or ones in a relationship - all too common these days.

I get bashful if I really like them, so this song is my alter ego or what I called, 'My Diva Head'

Being so very awkward, I find the moment has passed, and they are soon with someone else.

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The trouble with being a nice, kind person, some people kick against that. They transmit how they feel about themselves, in saying that I will never be able to do this or that.

Or escape the legacy of cruel words.

Words can cut deep, but I cannot be anyone else but me, and my Daughters only had kindess and love from me, and I told them how proud I was of them.

I tend to avoid neg_

I believe that you have never lived, until you have loved and lost someone.

I will never let life break me, becuase I am stronger than that...

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It was never easy having to leave people I love behind, but my destiny was the North East of England.

A bitter sweet love song for a lover that I had to leave behind.

The words say it all.

I wrote this one, hoping that Nina would hear it.

I will never know, but this song fits any lost, lamented love

This world has become somewhat insular, no one caring about anything but themselves.

I saw the face of a lovely lass who has not long since lost her wonderful Mum, and the song appeared.

A soft word, a gentle hug can work wonders.

I bought a guitar off the late, missed much missed David Walker, and it dictated that I write a blues song...

Time is one of the two things that I ask of anyone.

Kindness & Time

Time is free to give but rarely given.

I never know where my Mother is.

So, when she was away (as always), I sometimes used to pop down to South Wales, where she had settled, and house sit for a week or two.

I was sat in her armchair, staring in screensaver mode at the walls, full of pictures, and started to focus on the pictures themselves.

Most of the school pictures I had sent though the years of my daughters, are framed and hanging on the walls. Getting older through the years.

The house used to be alive with people, and is now more of a sad shrine.

The song started off as pretty bitter, but as I left the song a while, it became a song of tenderness for the past and all the better memories of this old house.

Needless to say, I don't house sit anymore.

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I wrote this song for John Dickens, my guitar buddy - a blues number for him to let rip loose to (guitar wise)

It lets me rip loose vocally too.

Halloween time 2024.

I was getting ready to the Sunderland Folk Club's Halloween night, and this song fell into my head.

A very, very basic demo of a story about good overcoming bad.

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I read body language, often people watch. Humans are fascinating.

On the Thursday I asked John Dickens if I could write a song for his lovely wife Toni & himsef. He said "Ok".

The following Monday, I sang it.

Here is John & I performing their song.

Kindly filmed by John Twigger.

Having moved, on average, every 3 years, I am used to moving to places that I have never lived in before.

I learnt to get on with it and make the best of it.

My 2nd Section 21 in March 2024, had me yet again, searching for a home.

Not easy these days with a housing shortage, sky high rent and jumping through hoops be accepted for a house. The council and housing associations had nothing.

For the first time, I was asked to stay.

That had a profound effect on me, had I found a place that I belonged to at last?

The North east of England was one places I had never lived in before, and I fell in love with the area, and my Folkie Family.

I was lucky enough to find a home, and yes, I stayed.

Living in the North East of England, getting snowed in is not uncommon in winter.

Not being able to go out, I sometimes take on 'Song Challenges'

Ian Tyzack - Challenge Accepted

Have you ever had the rather unpleasant experience of someone that you thought the world of, then projecting how they feel about themselves to you?

We all have events in our lives that we keep to ourselves, but all they see is someone who is happy go lucky, and positive, and they try to drag you down.

Not on my shift pal.

The short answer to that... is no-one.

Born into the Royal Air Force, I wanted to join up.

I failed the interview so ended up wearing combat boots instead....

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