Primevil trance guitar - here there be dinosaurs...

trance jazz Frankfurt

Exwife called me up while I was in MacD today. Yesterday she said she never wants to see me again today she called and didn't say anything except that she was angry

Guitars are way easier than women

Frankfurt Colour Hotel 2 - late night zoodling

The Frankfurt Colour Hotel 1

busking in Birmingham on a sunday afternoon

For years I've practised alone - in my car, most recently in my garage. Last year I played at several parties on Reunion Island and was very thankful for the positive response. After all I only improvize and I never play anyone else's music so when I play I am exposing my soul

I write this post with a heavy heart as yesterday I summoned the courage to play in public and I played for nearly an hour - some dazzling stuff - and I got nothing. Not a penny.

What can a man do. Give up? After 25 years of playing... No. Put it down to a bad day at the office. Have to

Anyway I just had to write about this - here on my blog that no-one reads. What an invisible life I lead