Deke has the following appearances planned for this year:



You can rely on me to let you down.

If you, dearest browser, are a visitor (regular or occasional) to www.dekeleonard.com, you may have noticed that my input has been somewhat limited, bordering on the non-existent, given that the whole point of the website is to open up a communication channel between audience and artist (that's you and me).

It is patently obvious that I have failed miserably to fulfil my contractual obligations. You could call it benign neglect, or you could say it was a shameless betrayal of the implicit covenant that governs our relationship. So, how do I plead? - guilty of all charges. Any mitigating circumstances? - none whatsoever. Benefit of the doubt? - not granted. Clemency? - you must be fucking joking.

But may I present the case for the defence? It is threadbare, inconsequential and riddled with gaping holes, but it's all I've got (the very best I can hope for is to have my case dismissed on the grounds of diminished responsibility). But I will have my day in court. So, ladies and gentlemen of the jury...

I have a serious character flaw. I am, by nature, a compulsive procrastinator (never do today what you can put off until tomorrow, by which time tomorrow will conveniently have become today once more).

I've lived a life postponed, because I'm allergic to constructive activity, although I do have a double-first in time-wasting. I'm reactive rather than proactive and everything I've ever done has been instigated by an outside agency, be it frustrated management, or persuasive fellow bandsmen, or well-meaning friends concerned about my artistic soul. But, left to my own devices, I retreat into a state of catatonic inertia, emerging only to roll another joint. Even as I write this I'm looking for an escape hatch, an unavoidable prior commitment, a justifiable adjournment, any excuse to stop, but none springs to mind. Not that I need a reason. I often capriciously stop working just for the sheer joy of it.

But time is marching on. Now that I'm entering the twilight of my career - perilously close to my seventieth birthday - I have to face the possibility that this may be my last roll of the dice. It's now or never.

So it's time to gird my loins, put my shoulder to the wheel and step up to the plate. It's finally time to put the bit between my teeth and actively strive to fulfil my deferred promise. It's time to abandon my petrified adolescence and embrace diligent adulthood. Sorted! I'll start first thing tomorrow morning.

See? I'm a lost cause. A worthless piece of shite. A person of no account. An underachiever writ large. The laziest bastard in the world. So may I offer you some advice...

Have nothing more to do with me. Stick pins in my effigy, smash my records and burn my books (I know that book-burning gets a bad press but in this case it is entirely justified). Transfer your allegiance to an artist more deserving of your support. May I suggest Bryan Ferry (don't let his total lack of any visible or audible talent put you off, because it is more than counterbalanced by his capacity for hard graft - do you think it's easy maintaining all that ridiculous posturing for 24 hours a day?). So walk away from me, don't look back and erase me from your memory. You know it makes sense.

But before you go, I'd like to take this opportunity to thank [name removed to protect the innocent], without whom this website would not exist. Selflessly, he has shouldered what should have been my burden. He has kept the war-torn standard flying above the battlefield while I, safely behind the lines, caroused with the daughters of the regiment. So, riddled with guilt, I hereby offer him my unconditional dedication to the cause, which, given that I am the cause, seems like the very least I can do.

But if you decide to stick with me to the bitter end, I vow to thee, my fan base - who increasingly resemble a dwindling band of survivors from a nuclear holocaust - that I will dedicate what's left of my life to keeping you amused. Should I fail to do so, it will not be through lack of effort on my part.

With that in mind, I am now going to take up twerking. I have no idea what it is, but all the popstars seem to be doing it these days, so I don't want to miss out. Better safe than sorry,

Speak to you again soon,



Turned up unexpectedly in a house move, a track which got away from Unfinished Business.

As it’s never been released before we have decided to put it out as a digital download via CD Baby. It will also be available on Amazon and iTunes over the next few days. We have described it as “a catchy, light rock’n’roll song which you will be whistling in the shower”.

Get it here.

If you do download it (and we hope you do...) please do consider leaving a review.

Deke's third book, The Twang Dynasty, a discussion of some of his favourite guitarists, was published late 2012. Further details now available...

We have finally reprinted Deke's first two books, Rhinos Winos and Lunatics and Maybe I Should've Stayed In Bed.

Both are alable in limited numbers for the first (and possibly last) time in recent years, and the good news is the prices are as per the originals (£11.99 and £12.99 respectively). Sadly the post has gone up in the intervening 12 years, but we can't do much about that. It's even cheaper to post them separately, if you can believe it!

Paypal to northdown01@gmail.com - add £2 apiece for postage and packing. Alternatively a cheque payable to Northdown Publishing at PO Box 1485, High Wycombe, HP11 9HQ will do nicely.

Plus, a couple of gigs have been lined up -

There's an opportunity to read a transcript of an interview Deke recently did with Cherry Red Records to tie in with their release of the first two Man albums.

Effigy Music has released a DVD of Deke with Iceberg recorded in late 2006. You can see a preview on YouTube, or listen to a few clips in the music section.

There are now mp3 clips from every Deke Leonard album available for your listening pleasure in the music section.

Freedom and Chains

In 2002 Deke started work on a new solo album, his first for... a long time. It's original working title was Smoke Signals, but, having thought about it, Deke decided to call it Freedom and Chains.

The CD is now available on the Angel Air label, SJPCD197. See the music section for more details.


Available now is a collection of tracks from previously unreleased radio sessions by Deke Leonard's Iceberg. Two sessions are from Europe, and the third was for a John Peel Radio 1 session. This is available on on Hux Records.