There’s a few elements to this. Practise something at the correct level for you. This is usually something that is difficult enough so that you have to… Read more “Practising the right thing…”
Ways to change up a tired creative routine…
1-28 and the idea courtesy of Gabe Anderson, 29-56 courtesy of Matthew Carey. Hang posters around town with just your name on them Write a song with… Read more “Ways to change up a tired creative routine…”
How a precocious musical childhood comes about…
So if someone is learning how to play tunes on the accordion by ear aged 4, gigging aged 5 and recorded an album aged 6, you’d assume… Read more “How a precocious musical childhood comes about…”
When restrictions are good…
I have been reading recently of a good way to find inspiration when it’s lacking. Because although the word ‘restrictions’ is not popular at the moment, putting… Read more “When restrictions are good…”
What you’re really working on…
I heard it said recently that you never really know what you’re working on. So for example, when I thought I was training and playing football matches… Read more “What you’re really working on…”
Some context
Music is nothing without context. Let’s assume for a moment that Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong and Oscar Peterson are all alive, and let’s now say you give… Read more “Some context”
How things will work around here from now on…
On April 23, 2018 I wrote this. It was my first time to make a commitment to a regular blogging practice. Mostly daily, sometimes less regular, it… Read more “How things will work around here from now on…”
When the teacher has to practice…
I spoke to a colleague of mine the other day who at the moment is practicing a really fast tune on her instrument that she hasn’t played… Read more “When the teacher has to practice…”
Sunday Music #10
The story of a song… This eventually turned into this. Similar melody and chords, but completely different lyrics and vibe. Fascinating. So if your song doesn’t work… Read more “Sunday Music #10”
Why Me?
I reckon I must hold some sort of record for speed while running the length of Dublin’s O’Connell St. I was just home from Belgium one Sunday… Read more “Why Me?”