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Be.

I recently wrote a song entitled ‘Be’. (Also known as Tommy’s Song for reasons I won’t go into here). The message of the song is that we should all try to live in the moment. To just … Be. I try to do that I really do. I try to accept change, go with the flow, take...

MUSIC WITH PICTURES

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeQy18I-8fNwizh8w5JKMlg Yesterday when I was young and my music was regularly riding the airwaves, one thing was missing — pictures. Even as the world was moving into the MTV age no cameras were ever pointed my way. While it’s...

HUMANKIND

Buy me a ticket to the moon  So I can stand in awe looking down  On this Big Beautiful Blue Green Ball Hanging there In the middle of nowhere Dazzling With its mountains and miracles And ever-present Menace of Mankind From apes to humans these contrary...

A WHIMSICAL REFLECTION

We recently renovated our guest bathroom. It’s beautiful. And warm, too. Underfloor heating. Sheer luxury. Consequently, I’m using it as my bathroom when there are no guests, which is most of the time.However, the other feature of this magnificent renovation is a...

SINGING THE PRE-ELECTION BLUES

My political leanings, much like my music, would never fit neatly into any particular box. Fact is, although this will be anathema to many of you, I’ve been a swinging voter all my life. I’ve always voted for the person not the party. Having lived over 30 years in...

SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION

While I’m more than happy to praise and promote the work of others, ‘talking up’ my own work goes against the grain. Even when I co-owned an Ad Agency in Sydney, (surely the most self-promotional industry of all), I recall a client accusing us of ‘hiding our light...

SUDDENLY, I’M SEVENTY

On November 2nd 2019, I celebrate my 70th birthday. While I’m delighted to have made it so far, there will be no party, fireworks or over-indulgence of any kind. Instead, I will pause to ponder the life I’ve lived and the life I’ve yet to live. Although, to tell the...

ROMANCE

I’ve recorded a great many songs that never found a home. So many that I’ve contemplated collating the best of them onto an album entitled ORPHANS. However, given that so few people actually buy CDs now, and the fact my fan club would fit in a phone booth,...

REQUIEM FOR RESPECT

The café door opens and the young woman breezes in talking on her phone. She approaches the counter and, by pointing and mouthing, conveys her order to the incredibly patient man behind it while continuing her conversation. Loudly. She then settles at a table next to...