My dream is to become a full-time professional musician. If my music means something to you, your financial support — in any amount — helps me spend less time worrying about bills and more time creating songs for us to share.
I thought writing songs was supposed to be the difficult part. Then I released one and discovered I was also expected to tell people about it. Repeatedly. This, it turns out, is not my natural habitat. I can happily spend hours with a guitar playing the same few chords over and over again. I can rewrite one line fifteen times because one word doesn’t quite feel right. I can record something, listen back, change my mind, change it back again and somehow convince myself that th
I Bought a Double Bass. This Was Probably a Mistake. I’m not entirely sure when “it would be nice to play double bass again” became “I should buy a double bass.” But apparently it did. I found one for sale and, rather than doing the sensible thing and thinking about it for a few days, I went to see it. That was probably my first mistake. Because once I’d played it, I was obviously going to buy it. Which led to a problem I had somehow failed to consider until that exact moment
