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A woman dies
People die every day of the week. When it happens in the midst of an attack on American democracy, it means that bit more. The United States is far from a perfect institution. History speaks for itself. But at least it has always attempted to uphold democracy. Until yesterday. Donald Trump is challenging democracy and…
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Reflections
Looking back. Given the current popularity of mindfulness and the whole idea of ‘living in the moment’, the notion of having a glance or two in the rear view mirror is not really that trendy these days. For sure it is good to let go of self critical memories, however there are times when present…
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Finding a flow
Listening back to my ground breaking recording of ‘Greensleeves’, there were several things that pleased me. Notes, timing and speed were all mostly good, to my ear at least, however my playing seemed to lack ‘flow’. The notes were not melting into one another, so to speak. And so this is the next goal in…
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Hiccup
My dear readers, it seems that I have hit a technical glitch. For reasons unknown to My Good Self, it would appear that the link to my recording of ‘Greensleeves’ is not kicking in. For those that are interested in hearing it, I will send it to you by email or text. Just drop me…
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Bonne Annee
2021 will be a great year. I can feel it. In my bones. In my water. Even in my wine To mark the onset of a new dawn My Good Self is making public his take on the old English folk song, ‘Greensleeves’. Link below, listen if you dare. file:///var/mobile/Library/SMS/Attachments/65/05/0839A4EB-E055-4D0D-B9F9-59A95F729883/Greensleeves.m4a
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Trust and doubt
Did I really lock that door properly? Pretty certain that I did, but maybe I’ll just go back and check. In order to be sure. To be sure. There are times in life when doubt is a good thing. A jury should only convict in a court of law when they are beyond reasonable doubt.…
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A new Christmas tune
So there I was of a Stephen’s morning feeling the after affects of the trip to The Land of Luxury. A bit of French listening and then it was over to the fab Lilian Smith on RTE Radio One’s ‘Rising Time’. She played a Christmas tune I had not heard before. I liked it. Jazz…
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Living it up
It has often been stated that money cannot buy happiness. I have my doubts. Check out Christmas at The Westbury And so it came to pass of a pleasant Christmas Eve afternoon that I found myself strolling across town, guitar in hand, up Grafton Street, hanging a gentle right onto Harry Street and exchanging seasons…
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The Conversational Cake
So this is Christmas. And what have we done? At this point in proceedings My Good Self must speak in very hushed tones. I have had a good year. Conveniently leaving to one side the fact that the world is in something of a state of chassis, and that the old spherical objects are not…
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The Christmas Gig
There are times in life when My Good Self just has to do what My Good Self has to do. There is no choice. And so it came to pass a few moons back that I had a blast on the blower from The Westbury Hotel to inform me that it was residents only this…
Blind light 