I Had Enough
This is a song for anybody who found themselves at any stage during these past few years doubting themselves. We have been fed with information overload. I have seen great artist start to question their abilities and wondering if they…
This is a song for anybody who found themselves at any stage during these past few years doubting themselves. We have been fed with information overload. I have seen great artist start to question their abilities and wondering if they…
I spent a lot of time thinking about truth, and peoples need to find it. In my humble experience, it all comes down to perspective. There was a time people were told as a truth that cigarettes were good for…
Back in early March I had the pleasure to meet two wonderful people, Vincent and Alicia (and Boubou). I had the pleasure to spend time in their home last week, which is such a creative and spiritual space. Recorded two…
For centuries, farmers have been a backbone of society. They provide the food we eat. It is only after the second world war that the big food companies started to develop processed food. And with big business, less and less…
We all carry pain from the past. As long as we are not willing to deal with that pain, we unconsciously reflect that pain to other people. The source of that pain is rarely your fault. But healing is your…
It is in the depths of our fear and trauma that we can find the light. But it is a scary thing to look at it. Our ego, thinking mind, out monkey brain will give us a million excuses not…
I had a lot of fun stepping out of my comfort zone with this Led Zeppelin classic. One of those songs that I would not even have dreamed of taking on two years ago when I started posting regular videos….
In the past week, I spent a lot of time thinking about truth, and peoples need to find it. In my humble experience, it all comes down to perspective. The truth looks different through every person’s eyes. There was a…
If ever I found it hard to find the words to start a blog post, it is today. Many of you have read articles and heard stories about how hard the life of an artist is. I openly tell this…
It is around 11 am on Tuesday. I’m about to experience the joy and suffering of songwriting. I take my trusty guitar out of its case and sit down on the sofa. The sun is reflecting from the white wall…