In Western Lands at Jump Field

The Twinky Man at Jump Field

Solitude

Something I'm working on at the moment. Needs a lot more work. I need to find some time to sit at the piano with this one and get the tune laid down; I'm having trouble holding it in my head.

Shadows (first draft)

McCrimmon's Lament

Man in the Mirror

I dabble. A bit of writing, a lot of listening. 

I love singing but the results are mixed. My voice never knows what it wants to be from one day to the next, but then that fits with me as I have very eclectic tastes - there's a bit of every genre in my music collection. I was brought up by parents older than those of my peers and therefore I gained a great range of influences. 

Radio 2 also has a lot to answer for. As a child I went to bed at 7.30pm and listened to everything they had to offer until Brian Matthew came on at 10.30/11pm for 'Round Midnight'. Monday was 'The Best of Jazz' with Humphrey Lyttleton and Big Band Special with Sheila Tracey, Tuesday was either folk or country or something else, Wednesday was likewise, Thursday was always comedy - 'The News Huddlines', 'The Grumbleweeds' or 'ISIHAC', Friday - 'Friday Night Is Music Night' from the Hippodrome, Golders' Green. With the weekend came Alan Keith and 'Your Hundred Best Tunes' and Sunday mornings were spent hoping Desmond Carrington would play some Flanders and Swann or Spike Jones. Weekdays I woke up with Wogan and switched off before JY (Jimmy Young).

Now I watch as my children explore their likes and dislikes, entertained by their screwed up faces as they tolerate the generic pop paraded past their ears on commercial stations listened to by their classmates. It seems that diversity is in their genes. They are both already better musicians than me. All I hope is that they achieve the same joy and consolation from music that I do. It is my mainstay. When nothing else works, when all else defeats me, there is always a tune or a lyric that pulls me back from the brink. When there are times for celebration, remembrance, reminiscence or just daydreaming, music is there in me. 

I think no matter what my voice does or where is goes, I will be singing to my last breath. Thank you for taking the time to check out my profile.

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