Confessions Of A Closet-Folkie

The comings and goings of transplanted English singer/songwriter Steve Robinson

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Sunday, October 06, 2024

I Don’t Hear a Single…

It’s always nice to get word of an encouraging album review, especially when it comes in on your birthday. Thanks to Don Valentine for these kind words.

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Steve Robinson at 7:30 PM

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Steve Robinson: Steve Robinson was always an uncomfortable sort. As a youngster, people looked at him funny on the street; kids at school sniggered behind his back, and his family would occasionally pack up their belongings and attempt to move away without telling him. Small wonder then, that he ran away to a foreign country as soon as he was old enough. Now, he’s old enough to know better. He’s old enough, alright… but he still doesn’t know any better. So, he continues to write and record his laughably out-of-step music with those he considers kindred spirits. Sometimes they even get released on the Sunshine Drenchy record label. “So, is this Sunshine Drenchy collective some sort of surrogate musical family?” you may ask. I think it might be. Wonder how long it’ll be before they pack up their belongings and attempt to move away without telling him?

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I Don’t Hear a Single…

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