Tag Archives: music

Am I a keyboard player or a pianist?

This is an article about what I see as the differences between keyboards and pianos, both in terms of the instruments themselves and how to play them. I am not technical at all but I do play both piano and keyboard and therefore also offer my limited insights into how smart technology can help youContinue reading “Am I a keyboard player or a pianist?”

The Piano in the Corner – theoretical misgivings

My parents bought a piano for my sister to start having lessons, at around the age of six. I would’ve been around three years old at that time – too young to have lessons, but old enough to be intrigued by the musical piece of furniture in the corner of the room. I began toContinue reading “The Piano in the Corner – theoretical misgivings”

The Piano in the Corner – a preface

I love playing the piano. It was my favourite toy as kid, and still is. It was the skill I mastered quicker than any other. It became a thing that others wanted to hear me play, rather than just being forced to. It was how I came to be involved in amateur dramatics and schoolContinue reading “The Piano in the Corner – a preface”

Nobody Does It Better

I used to play in a band at university. We were mainly a rock-indie group with a few funky and soul tunes included as well. We generally played high-tempo songs to keep the student crowds moving and match the increasingly high-octane atmosphere in whichever pub or club we were in. However, we always found timeContinue reading “Nobody Does It Better”

Misc. 1

History – a cacophonyOf triumphs and mistakesAcademic comment doesn’tChange the course it takes It introspects, influencesComments and reflectsBut rarely has it everChanged what inexorably comes next Some songs I just can’t listen toThey bring back too much painFrom the day that I first heard themLife was never quite the same Keep one foot with theContinue reading “Misc. 1”

This is my journey

Sunday today and my head is low, the light in my room is so dim,Sun shining bright but the curtains are drawn, I won’t be rushed by Him. Lazily lazily, nothing too fast, I’m waiting for the penny to drop,Coffee is black, my cheeks are white, I like my eggs sunny side up. This isContinue reading “This is my journey”