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Post by caedmon ★★★ on Jul 20, 2019 23:03:53 GMT
Any forum musicians can add their compositions into this thread.
I am retired but then backing vocalist and played guitar:
Studio Compilation Demos
Keith on keyboards became our lead vocalist when Dave left after Broken Promises.
Live at Kings College, London, England on 15th February 1986 under former band name: Golden Crystal Explosion.
Quiet to begin with.
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Post by althea on Jul 21, 2019 15:46:43 GMT
My eldest grandson wanted to be a musician. When he was 15 he started a band called The Analysers. They only ever had two gigs. He went on to uni and got his Masters degree in engineering and is working in the aeronautics industry now. He has kept his guitars and still plays at home. Here is a photo from one of his gigs. Jack is the tall boy middle front.  |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2019 17:11:45 GMT
When I was little I begged and pleaded with my parents to buy a piano and pay for lessons. They had enough expense buying my school uniform so it was out of the question Now I could afford it but think I am too old and without motive |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 21, 2019 18:15:49 GMT
When I was little I begged and pleaded with my parents to buy a piano and pay for lessons. They had enough expense buying my school uniform so it was out of the question Now I could afford it but think I am too old and without motive
I pretty much did the opposite; I supposedly had lessons, though I don't remember any, just being plonked in front of the piano with a score and being told to get on with it. I remember trying to pass the time by reading in a picture book where someone had one of those sugar stick walking canes.
I did not get music at all then; when I was playing drums I often used to play triplets, though I didn't realise at the time there was a way of writing them down; when I did them I thought it was just a "feel" or something. I wish I'd understood something about music then, though; it would have made things much easier.
Now I just do stuff on sequencers, if I feel up to sitting at the desk for a long time; I leave gaps long enough for me to forget both how to work the programme and how to read music enough for me to write into a digital score,, one note at a time.
If I had learnt to play the piano as a child I would not be able to play any more as one of my hands has seized up and can not manage a triad even on a small midi keyboard.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2019 19:33:28 GMT
You're lucky to have "dabbled" and it is a pity that your hands have sized up. Ae there no exercises you do to restore your hands? The nearest I ever came to music was when someone gave me a banjo which was a complete mystery, strumming away and just making noise. I have no idea what happened to it, suspect parent conveniently lost it My first village girl friend, we were 16ish, was a top flight piano player and passed the top grade (was it 9). She introduced me to classical music. She went off to college in Cockfosters where she finished up as a LRAM and qualified to teach music. I used to go to my aunts in Kentish Town and carry on up the Northern line to see her On one visit we went to the Albert Hall where she was allowed to play the pipe organ which she was also studying, hilarious as she was just about 5ft and could not reach the pedals unless wearing high platform shoes She eventually became a school music teacher, and never married  |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 21, 2019 22:06:37 GMT
You're lucky to have "dabbled" and it is a pity that your hands have sized up. Ae there no exercises you do to restore your hands? The nearest I ever came to music was when someone gave me a banjo which was a complete mystery, strumming away and just making noise. I have no idea what happened to it, suspect parent conveniently lost it My first village girl friend, we were 16ish, was a top flight piano player and passed the top grade (was it 9). She introduced me to classical music. She went off to college in Cockfosters where she finished up as a LRAM and qualified to teach music. I used to go to my aunts in Kentish Town and carry on up the Northern line to see her On one visit we went to the Albert Hall where she was allowed to play the pipe organ which she was also studying, hilarious as she was just about 5ft and could not reach the pedals unless wearing high platform shoes She eventually became a school music teacher, and never married
That's pretty good going.
I only became interested in learning music once I'd stopped playing; I couldn't see the point of learning to read (even I'd have been able to) because it would just mean playing someone else's scores, and I always worked out my own parts. Of course, being able to read would have allowed me to do both, and you really can't work in music without reading.
There is a clip in Frank Zappa's Uncle Meat film of his keyboard player Don Preston clambering up to the Albert Hall pipe organ and playing Louie Louie on it.
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Post by caedmon ★★★ on Feb 4, 2020 3:20:50 GMT
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