Crépuscule no.1-8

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As a child growing up in Liverpool during the eighties, I witnessed first hand the struggles people had to endure because of the government’s neglect of our city. The government got away with neglecting its children, whilst Yosser and no doubt many like him had theirs taken away.

Yosser Hughes, the fictional character from Alan Bleasdale's incredible television series 'Boys from the Blackstuff', depicted a single father unable to find work whilst trying to look after his three children. 

The perception of Yosser back then, and probably still now is that he was a crazy, weak, and dangerous person. The reality though, is that Yosser’s behaviour was fuelled by many factors, not just povery, lack of work, and a broken relationship that we witness on screen.

Mental health awareness was zilch back then and most men today like Yosser find it impossible to talk about their struggles in life. This is largely due to the stigma of being perceived as weak. The only person he felt that he could open up to was a priest behind a veiled confessional box, who seemingly offered no help, support or guidance.

There will have been many traumatic events in Yossers life, all as a result of a cycle of poverty and lack of support and understanding that was generationally passed down. 

Yosser struggled on with his failing mental health, but clearly his love remained for his children. He kept looking for work, feeding his children, doing the best he could with what little he had. He like many was unfortunately doomed to succeed, and yet if he had been given help and support he could have brought his children up and been there for them. His wife, like Yosser just another casualty of the continuing cycle of victims, and sadly their children next.

Anyone struggling with their mental health should break free from the societal  stigma and speak to someone. You’re only human and can’t carry that weight alone. You are not alone and It’s ok to be vulnerable, it’s what makes us human. Just please ask someone for help!

Additionally, If you know someone who may be struggling with things, ask them if they want to talk, lend your ear, normalize their worries or concerns, and encourage them to seek help and support.

Thanks to Liverpool artist Mikey Gannon, for letting me use his artwork: http://ko-fi.com/mikeygannon

Yosser hughes

Yosser Hughes

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You Can Call Me Crazy,But It's Now Or Never..

Carlos VivancoComposed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco & Jason Mowry
Final mix by Jason Mowry
@asleepwithheadphones
@lazydadamusic & Jason Mowry

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Recorded with Handy - with Schimmel Piano

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Robbie's first encounter with music was at the age of 6 when one of his aunts gave him a bugle to play on. Few months after Robbie was alowed to rehearse with the local fanfare and kept playing the bugle for 1 year and the baritone 1 year after that. After getting his 'A' diploma, Robbie then returned the lent baritone and said: "Now I have enough" and stopped playing a brass instrument. Yet, a few years later, when he was 11, he found a keyboard on the attic and played it fondly. When his parents could not hold out much longer to hear the same tune over and over (pippy longstockings), his mother then decided Robbie needed 
piano lessons and brought him to a teacher in Groningen: 'Jan Meiborg'.

Quickly became clear that Robbie enjoyed this much and took lessons for 7 years. Here he learned much about improvisation in blues and learned to get more in touch with the piano in general. The last study was on a piece of Franz Liszt: 'Liebestraum no.3'. Jan dared a bet: "If you can play this piece well within 4 weeks, I'll buy you a chocolate cake." So the challenge was accepted. Yet... Robbie was young and became more busy with other things than the piano and Robbie knew he was going to fail.

Thus, with a loss, yet with no side of the bargain, Robbie bought a chocolate cake himself for Jan, and without any words, the both of us knew that this would be the last time of the study. 

Which became more clear the coming year. Robbie did not even touch a piano for over a year and was hanging around with his friends more often. Yet after that specific year, he came home to his parents house... Looked at the piano... Thought to himself: "Could I?... then... Should I?" and began improvising with no one else in the room. Finally he accepted that this had to be his main course. 

** Read the full story on artificialis.nl ** (available in lots of languages but dutch is the main language and the rest is probably pretty poorly translated by machine translation)

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