Stood on the timbers of a intrepid craft, sailing to a foreign land, the waves caressing the bow, licking the wind with its salty tongue, ah, the life!
So soon, though, is man left alone with his thoughts and the waves. See in them your destination, your obstacle, your love, your triumph. Never alone on those waves; ah, the life! I wish on a star never to reach my destination, but port is calling me from my home.
I was recently asked by a classical string musician friend if I would compose a short mischievous piano piece called Cheeky Monkey. I completed the task, and here I have used the tune as a soundtrack to an 8mm short film my brothers & I made as kids