A potted history of my musical journey
So you want to play a musical instrument? You think you can write songs? You have a dream to one day record these and put them in front of the public? Welcome to my world. It’s been a lifelong dream...
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I’m pretty sure that my parents never met John Lennon. Or to be more specific John Lennon’s Aunt Mimi. But whether they did or not they were of the same opinion as her. As she had famously told John playing...
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If a thing is worth doing it’s worth doing badly. I remember the first time I heard that saying and I remember the first time I gleefully repeated it to my mother. Her reaction was pretty predictable and came with...
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I’d known Chris Halstead since we were four. I still know him today. He was always head and shoulders taller than me and we fought like cat and dog throughout infant school, primary school and secondary school. I never really...
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The holy grail was getting a guitar with steel strings. What it looked like, who made it and even what it sounded like were completely secondary because I was fixated on getting a ‘real’ guitar now that I had an...
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After having the guys learn my song I felt I was in the band on some sort of merit. There was no formal initiation ceremony just an acceptance that I was expected to turn up for rehearsals and when we...
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Despite my musical limitations I soon wrote quite a few songs, the most important of which was called Fotheringhay. So much so it pretty much became the band’s anthem. Everyone at the folk club could sing along to it because...
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To get in my face Chris would have to bend down, quite a bit actually, but he had no hesitation doing that. He was well over six feet tall and had a mop of curly hair bouncing around on top...
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After the band folded I went on to royally screw up what was left of my education. I sat my A Levels more because I didn’t have a sufficient enough excuse not to than any expectation of doing well. Predictably...
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So my marriage was over and I was starting out again. And something very strange happened. I actually found my voice, quite literally. Some friends of a friend invited me round to their place and by pure chance they had...
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