advice, blogging, lifestyle, music

Advice For Musicians who want Gigs. 

Upon the days of the music journey for us artists, it gets hard, you get sick of been your own boss, you spend hours in songs, days, weeks &  months. You put your all in and stump up to your local boozer only to be valued as an average joe. 

Upon my beautiful journey, I met my good friend Alam, by which time i was sick, sick of not gigging, sick of been the odd one out. I wanted gigs just to have gigs, so I wouldn’t get nervous as hell next time I performed.

 I did a few shows with Alam, we achieved greatly together, he always said to me don’t worry about not having shows you can do songs and still achieve at home, of course, I was still wrapped up in I want more gigs mode.

(There we are at Hull City Hall) 

Years later, The advice that I took from Alam came to fruition. Now I look forward to the time I have gigging. But in the meantime I can build an artillery of new songs & stuff to do live.

So do not worry if you don’t have gigs, trust me, your not failing. Take that from experience, they’ll come. Spend time on making your sound right. I probably have more chance of getting gigs now more than I ever had. but right now.. You bet, I’m building up at home. 

compassion, foreigners, poetry, True story

If Only You Knew – foreigners in the U.K.

If Only You Knew. 

I came here for life, what would you do? 

If your house was so poor,  that you ran out of food? 

Would you like it, if someone said go back?  

To a country, a place that’s fallen aback. 

How would you feel? In a society stripped of money? 

You would probably go elsewhere for family, to find the bees and the honey. 

So why do you look at me, an judge me straight through ?  

When you would do the same in my shoes, if only you knew. 

lyrics, poetry, rap, song writing

Why I wrote this song #1

Why I wrote : Hold My hand. 

We had lost my father in law, a great man, a funny man and very wise man at 82. My son used to sleep next to him on the sofa at the tender age of 3. They’d both fall asleep together. 

My son doesn’t remember all that much, but I have never seen anyone love a kid like my father in law did. We lost him suddenly, and we told my son that he was in the stars. He kept asking when is he coming back down? (heartbreaking). My mother in law said that my son kept him going at times.  I’m glad he did, he had a great sense of humour, a country music fan and we both shared a love for Johnny Cash. 

 Not a day goes by without you in our thoughts.  Here is my song dedicated to my father In law and my son written by me. 

Song along with lyrics here: //kidbklj.bandcamp.com/track/hold-my-hand 

Music originally by Michael Jackson & Akon. (Sony)