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Welcome to my Blog! Music and God coming together

These regular weekly blogs are giving me an opportunity to share my life-long passion of discoving how the great themes of Music and Theology can come together, and I want to express my deep appreciation of my good friend Dr Paul Kybird for his encouragement, wisdom and deep insight in this adventure.
I have found that the telling of a story by a violin – through its many years of varied experiences – has created a fascinating way of engaging with these ultimate concerns of life.
So here goes –
I am a Violin, with a great story to tell, and on this platform I want to present and play the events of my long life –
By telling about my origins, how I was made, and where I feel my unique sound comes from, engaging with my whole body – mind & heart, violin and bow – in the pursuit of beauty, truth and goodness;
By including the historical soundscapes of the different places I have lived in, and sharing how it feels to be touched and embraced by the rich variety and diversity of musicians who have owned and played me over these many years;
By giving a voice to my emotions at times of suffering, when I was broken, and when I was ‘stolen’, sharing my feelings about the damage inflicted on my body, the permanent blemishes and unexpected ‘growths’;
By sounding out clearly, not supressing or muting, times of rejection, isolation and abuse;
But most importantly, by playing my story for the sheer joy and delight of it, and daring to hope that echoes and whispers of the mystery of God might be caught.
1975 – 77 First Station & Music
In August 1975 we moved to Winsford in Cheshire, Harvey’s first Circuit appointment as a Probationer minister. We stayed for 3 years. During these days, too often my…
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Intermezzo – Timeless Love & Joyful Sex
It was at the very end of 1972 that Harvey met Carol and fell in love. It began at Bevendean Hospital, Brighton, while singing Christmas carols on the…
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1972 Is Music the Food of Grief?
I remember only two occasions in 1972 when Harvey took me out of my case to play; both very soon after his mother, Gladys, had died on 14…
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1971-1975 A new world with expanding horizons
Although I was largely silent and un-played, I was still able to hear the sound wave of emotions entering Harvey’s body, giving him a sense, an echo perhaps,…
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1970 onwards – Audible Cheesecake or Sonic Wallpaper?
With this new-found energy and excitement for Harvey, I became acutely aware that we were hardly ever playing anymore. Records and scores had been thrown away, and I…
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1969 The year of change – who’s calling? God or Music? Or Both?
Our wonderful visit to Austria was a prelude to a time of dramatic change for Harvey – and consequently for me, too. We can now see how Christmas…
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