Where’s my organ?

I lost my organ last night. It had been there a few days before but, last night, it inexplicably turned into a sitar. This wasn't convenient. Partly because a sitar doesn't sound anything like a Hammond organ but mainly because it chose to morph into the twangy ethnic instrument during the two bar count-in to … Continue reading Where’s my organ?

The road to live performance starts here

On Wednesday night, for the first time ever, I played keys alongside my dad. Granted, it was in the living room and we were simply doing a dry run of Crocodile Rock; me playing the Farfisa organ part which supplies that iconic intro, him playing the piano... but it was something I didn't realise quite … Continue reading The road to live performance starts here