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More music from my son
Because I love my son, and I love music… I love my son’s music.
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I love sound, not just music
This might sound (!) strange, but I love music and sounds equally. My favourite sound is without a doubt that of flowing water. Not the heavy crash of a waterfall after rain, rather the sound of a slow moving river or stream moving over rocks. There is no way to explain this, it’s been with me since I can first remember, but it’s profound. That sound can transform my mood. Take me from ‘low’ to ‘normal’, from ‘normal’ to ‘ecstatic’. Just the sound, no visuals required. It shifts the gears of my temperament. It’s anchored somewhere deep inside. There are…
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My son makes music, and it’s good
I never talk about my kids online. I’ve never posted images of them. Never mentioned their names. I figured that they needed to make their own way, to decide for themselves what they wanted to make available, when they were old enough to do so. Today, that changes for one of my kids. Meet Sam Wrigley and his music.