This writing has been inspired by tweet exchanges with Gordon Darroch, who I do not know in person, but I hope I will. It’s Pride month. During Pride month the government of my home country passed a law, which sets the right of LGBTQI+ people back by decades. It is difficult to be proud to… Continue reading Pride
Every first Monday of the month, exactly at noon, they test the air defense sirens in the Netherlands. This sound of alarm has become part of our life, something that you hardly notice anymore. The past years have not been easy. Both this virus ridden 18 months and the time before, I have collected a… Continue reading Dancing to Sirens
New blog post about the time, when, at the age of 18, I spent a year in a monastery.
New blog post about the story behind my first two album’s cover designs
What makes a good album artwork?
I am investigating it in my new blogpost.
I was not tall enough to reach the pedals on my grandparents’ grand piano. It definitely did not stop me from trying, however. The piano belonged to us for generations, many of my family, mostly the women, played on it. Some of the keys had numbers written on them in red ink with the beautifully… Continue reading The Magic Piano
My first creative memories about pop music, as early as from the age of, probably 6-7, are words coming into my mind, unasked for, unprovoked. Words forming into sentences and coupling in rhymes. The rhythm of the language has always mesmerized me, it has given me satisfaction, it has given me inner peace.
Let me take you to a darker place… where roller-skate discos are still open I have recently covered Xanadu by Electric Light Orchestra and Olivia Newton-John. I have not done many cover versions in my life, this wasn’t supposed to happen either. But a few months ago, being mostly home bound looking after my end-of-life,… Continue reading The Legend of Xanadu
Listen to music while reading. So I am back, it’s been a long one. The last time I saw you was in 2015 in New York City. After that concert, I thought I would never want to sing again, and it felt really good to put it to rest. Why I stopped, I cannot really… Continue reading Good morning, nothingness!