About

Dear You,

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I write music. I don't always know quite how I do it, nor what I'm doing, but I do it all the same (literally, some songs sound eerily and monotonously same-y). I have found many many (many) other things that bring me great joy, but none quite so much as writing, finishing, performing, and feeling that piece of music. You've got the late Chris Cornell to thank or reproach for that.

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If it weren't for the love of playing music, I would (I like to imagine) already be traipsing my life around travelling somewhere, someplace somewhat remote, where I could write music peacefully, whilst meeting new people, engaging with them and their culture, learning, and writing about people, places, loves, and with the usual writing bits about struggling to write bits. Ideally, I'd be playing music and travelling. Or travelling and playing music. Perhaps that's exactly what I'm doing right now, who knows?

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If you care to find out, send me a message, drop me a line, give me a gander, or have a listen to what I write. Hopefully some of it resonates in some way, with some of you. I can't ask for more than that.

It's folk-y, it's ind-ie, it's rock-y, it's fingerpicky, it's strummy, it's a mix, it's whatever you want to call it, but to me it's pretty pure and heartfelt, it's passionate and honest, often soft, though I like to get loud, with some heavy doses of melancholia and nostalgia, but ever and always with a touch of optimism.

It's what I see, hear & feel.

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Love, H.