Keith Woodhouse Turns Raw Truth Into Rock Fire on “Psychiatric”

Psychiatric

Some songs you hum without thinking. Some you admire for their clever wordplay. But then there’s “Psychiatric” by Keith Woodhouse, a track that knocks on your door and kicks it open and demands to be heard. Part of the larger album “The Planet Who,” “Psychiatric” is a raw, funky, and fiercely honest look at life lived outside the polished borders of pop music. From the opening bassline, which growls and grooves with a loose-limbed swagger, to the punchy guitars snapping against the beat, this is a song that wears its grit like a badge of honour.

Keith Woodhouse’s story is just as compelling as the track itself. Writing songs and playing guitar since 1985, Keith never chased the traditional fame machine. Instead, he built a musical life rooted in storytelling and survival. Now living in a care home in Devon, Keith has teamed up with the home’s manager to finally bring his voice to a wider audience, and what a voice it is. His delivery on “Psychiatric” is more like a punchy spoken-word sermon than conventional singing, brimming with lived-in authority. Each line is delivered like it’s been simmered for decades, bursting with truth you can’t fake.

“Psychiatric” is a survival document. Born in the ‘60s and weathering decades of mental health battles, Keith channels every scar, every victory, every hard-earned moment into this track. But while the title hints at darkness, the song is surprisingly uplifting. There’s a toughness, a wry humour, and an undeniable sense of resilience. Keith doesn’t wallow in the pain; he plants his feet, squares his shoulders, and faces it with a grin. It’s the musical equivalent of flipping the bird to despair, and it’s exhilarating.

What makes “Psychiatric” even more powerful is the refusal to smooth out rough edges. Keith isn’t here to make radio-friendly pop, but to make outsider art of the highest order. The imperfections are what make it perfect. The grit, the funk, the undeniable realness all add up to a track that cuts deeper than anything you’ll find in today’s slicked-up playlists. It’s music for people who know life isn’t a straight line, but a crooked, beautiful mess.

In a world drowning in manufactured hits, Keith Woodhouse reminds us why music matters in the first place. “Psychiatric” is a bold, funky, unfiltered confession from a man who’s lived the kind of life most pop stars only pretend to sing about. If you’re looking for something real, something that rattles your bones and wakes you up, you owe it to yourself to crank this one loud. Keith is making sure we remember what it sounds like to be alive.

Graham writes

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