Paul Weatherhead

Hello and welcome to my artist page.

Although I pretend to be a local, I’m actually an offcommdun hailing originally from Cragg Vale. I started writing songs when I was in my early teens but then gave up for several years until the Open Mic spurred me to resume where I left off.

Leaving heartfelt songs of love, loss and doomed relationships to those who can do it better, I prefer to concentrate my sonwriting energies on hippy zombies, cannibal commies, teenage vampires, differently abled donkeys, Tod UFOs and Hebden Bridge traffic congestion.

If you want to hear them I’ll flog you an ep, all proceeds from which go to charity (if my beer fund can be considered a charity). There are three available, all recorded in glorious lo-fi:

Night of the Hippy Dead
Hebden Calling
Exile on Market Street

When not knocking out eps I play electric mandolin with cult folk-punkers The Ukrainians. I’m also doing a song and some music for a documentary film about the vampire that infests Robin Hood’s grave near Brighouse. Honest.

You can hear “There’s a Cockroach in My Ear” by clicking on my Night of the Hippy Dead review at Hebden Eye:
http://www.hebdenbridgenews.com/index.php?cat=47