My husband is a whizz at pop up work as well as being a superb singer and trumpet player 🎺 . I’ve asked him to do the visuals for my song ‘What if you knew’ .
Look at the opening page! Beautiful, just like he is❣️
My husband is a whizz at pop up work as well as being a superb singer and trumpet player 🎺 . I’ve asked him to do the visuals for my song ‘What if you knew’ .
Look at the opening page! Beautiful, just like he is❣️
Nobody: How’s rehearsing for recording the videos going?
Me: oh…. you know…. pretty glad that radiators there to balance the tripod on….
Nobody: is that your desk lamp!?
Me: yes…. I’m ordering more lights.
Nobody: does it work?
Me: Mostly….
Nobody: well you needn’t have stayed up half the night worrying about it then hey…. what song are you working on
Me: Borrowing Trouble…. Yes I know. Ironic.
Nobody 😂🤣😂
Me: go away,
So, the rain has stopped; now it’s only the trains, biplane, and squirrels 🐿 running across the roof of my recording space that I have to contend with 😂😭😂 I’ve got the old lady out today – my #Takamine EN30C, I’ve had it for more than half my life and it’s a gorgeous full bodied sound. I traded a Yamaha jumbo for her plus a wad of cash I borrowed. Loved her from the first time I played her.
My other guitar is a Martin…. yes I’m lucky like that. It was another ‘I have to have this guitar’ moment … Smaller, brighter and lively and yet still rich toned but not what I was after today for the two laid back songs I’ve been recording today.
I first heard this while watching Haven some years ago. One of those songs where you don’t press for the next episode but you wait instead for the credits to find out who wrote it. I love the space and emptiness of this beautiful song. It stops me in my tracks each time I hear it…. what songs do that for you?
An interesting day in town today busking. There were lots of buskers out which is weird as Saturday and Sunday there was hardly anyone. Anyway, the buskers at Russell and Bromley and The Face were having a ‘who has the loudest amp’ competition…. look if one turns up to 11 so does everyone else and it’s just a big ear-splitting mush. Just Stop!
Anyway, I set up after my husband and decided to give it a go. Kept to my usual volume but the quiet, gentle songs I usually start with were no good on a day like today, so straight in with the upbeat stuff, the low songs were transposed up a tone (hurrah for the capo!) and the Christmas songs (I only have 3) came out for an airing. I had 3 year olds dancing with old men, people singing along quietly to themselves as they passed by, people crossing the street to listen, kids waving at me from passing buses, ladies complimenting my skirt (gets more attention that me somedays!) and lots of serendipitous connections between strangers.
That’s what busking is about, that’s why I love it. And then it rained, and did it rain but I was in the middle of ‘I will survive’ and it seemed rude to stop mid song. By the end I had the taste of hairspray and stinging eyes but no Alice Cooper eye – Hurrah for waterproof make up. So I packed up and came home, still smiling from ear to ear. I love what I do!