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With new single Blue Hounds released on Saturday 30th March, we caught up with Ren to talk inspiration ahead of a launch show at Alphabetti Theatre in Newcastle the same day.

As a songwriter I believe that it’s important to reflect the world around me through my experiences with it. Blue Hounds is a bit of an anomaly and a step out of my comfort zone from my usual topics of songwriting but I was inspired by great songwriters before me who have captured that feeling of discontent so well in their music. For example, Dick Gaughan’s Workers Song or Bob Dylan’s Times They Are a Changing.

I first started writing Blue Hounds in June 2017 shortly after Theresa May called a snap general election to try and bolster her position in parliament that tremendously backfired and actually reduced her majority in the house of commons. I remember being appalled by some of proposed policies in the Tory manifesto that seemed to be taking deliberate steps to attack those worse off in our society. If I remember correctly, they were looking at cutting heating allowances for pensioners, making it really difficult for immediate family members of an ill or disabled relative to claim a carers support allowance and I think they were also trying to tweak the inheritance tax law to better serve the more well off in society.

Here are the lyrics to Blue Hounds. You can see that there are a few references to those proposed policies as well as fox hunting, fracking and the ludicrous economic policy of the ‘trickle down effect’. They say that the rising tide floats all boats but in my opinion, the reality is that the money stays at the top and the rich only get richer.

Keep your blue hounds from my door, I think that they can tell

That I’ve been hiding foxes under floor. Well, they’re tired and need my help

Red roses in my garden grow, clovers daffodils

The thistle thrives beyond the wall. Don’t you dare put your torch to it

The rising tide

Sank all ships but one

If I’m alive when morning comes

I had to float to survive

Break the ground below my feet, blow smoke in to the sky

Cup your hands around your ears and wonder why you can’t hear the cries

So ask your Father ask a friend

Ask them do they know?

Why is that so few have so much and why aint got nothing to show?

The rising tide

Sank all ships but one

If I’m alive when morning comes

I had to float to survive

Float to survive

So hand me  candle and my coat, these winters are getting mighty cold

Ready the handcuffs and prison cells, it feels like a crime to be growing old

The rising tide

Sank all ships but one

If I’m alive when morning comes

I had to float to survive

Float to survive

Keep your blue hounds from my door

Keep your blue hounds from my door

Keep your blue hounds from my door

I think that they can tell

That we aint frightened anymore

Whilst being somewhat of a protest song, I feel that it’s been written in a subtle way that’s also enjoyable to listen to musically. The last thing that people want to hear is discontented 30 year old ranting about politics. My next releases will see me go back to writing about love and travel…but I have enjoyed dipping my toe in to the murky waters of politics.

I have a single launch night at the Alphabetti theatre on the 30th of March. You can get your tickets here.

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