I learned to play the guitar on a vintage nylon-string that the whole family shared. It wasn’t mine in any official sense. It lived wherever it landed — on the couch in the lounge, leaning against the piano, or resting on its stand like it was waiting for someone to notice it again. That accessibility mattered more than I realised at the time. You could just walk in, pick it up, and make a sound. Continue reading Behind the song: Thanks To You
Long before the world of online streaming, Patreon perks, and podcast mics, there were long nights, my Larrivée acoustic, and a 1975 Audi 80 that smelled like pizza. That was the beginning. That was Pietermaritzburg — a small town in South Africa where the music dream first took root. Continue reading Better Days: The Road to That First Album
The last song to be written ended up as the first song on the album.
I enjoy some of the chords in Jim Croche songs, and for this song the inspiration was the same sequence from the chorus of Time In A Bottle, which runs down the D scale. Except for On The Edge, the rhythm is more upbeat.
I remember it so clearly, sitting on my bed in my room with pen and paper on my lap, trying to finish the song by putting words that matched the mood of the rhythm and the chords. I knew what I wanted the song to be about, but just couldn’t find an opening line. Continue reading Behind the Song: On The Edge
