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Author: Dave
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My Cat the Composer
All you cat owners know that your pet’s mind is a mystery. But sometimes its deportment and its habits provide clues. My cat, Dougal, has, for example a habit of taking over my manuscript on whatever surface it’s laid. There may be acres of lie-downable space to hand, but – plonk – onto the manuscript…
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A Place To Practice and Rehearse
On any Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday… these days I can be completely ignored while in my private rehearsal space. You will see the stool which I sit on because I’m often asked to play on bar stools so a certain posture has to be “rehearsed”. You will see a glass of wine but not the…
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Good Grief! How many songs?
Part of the reason for the polls I’ve been setting up for songs that I’m considering for Good Grief! is that I’ve too many recorded to fit on one record! “Fine”, I hear you say: “make it a double album, or save some for a later release.” Nah, neither option appeals – but thanks for…
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A Durris Sky
I’m often caught between the instinct to watch something or take a photograph of it. The latter seems to collapse the spell of the former. But, hey… at least I can share it here. You can Google where Durris is, but the sky is long gone.
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A Midlothian Sunday
Sundays have never been my favourite. There’s something ineffably gloomy about them. Even when the sun is shining it causes me to squint my eyes and turn my spirit inward. Yesterday it didn’t shine. In fact the contrast between the latter part of last week and this weekend just past couldn’t have been greater, given…
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My path is too deep!
Eek! What’s a man supposed to do? Suggestions, as always, below please.
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The Gamboling Of The Lambs
I’ve been privileged during this wonderful spring weather in the north-east of Scotland (where I reside during the weekdays) to see lambs gamboling in the field next to the house. It is a heart-lifting sight. But when I think for a moment, it is also a ridiculous spectacle. I presume it to be a form…
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Went for a walk today
Along the Water of Leith. Ten miles from Balerno until bailing out at Stockbridge and humping up the hill to Princes Street in Edinburgh and getting a bus back home. So never reached Leith this time but I know its seafood eating places already. But today epitomized this Scottish spring. Lots of sun – a…
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It wasn’t me… honest!
But given the ambiguity of this, I’m not sure whether someone was attacked with guitar or whether a guitar was used as a means of defense. I suppose I could read the story, but hey, some things are best left nicely poised in the mind…
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Next project: Good Grief! (CD). And you can help!
And have some fun ““ probably at my expense. 😀 Over the next while I will post songs that will be candidates for my next CD and I’d like to get your opinions about which ones you think should be on it. Why? Well, I have many more songs that are recorded than will…
