I am a Pianist and Composer. I like to interpret my favourite music on Piano & Guitar, and write my own Classical music for Piano. I also teach 1-2-1 and via YouTube: www.youtube.com/pianodrew
Have to say, I’m not big on Facebook. I’ve never really liked it, only now use it to contact friends who’ve chosen to seek University education abroad.
I remember when I first used Opuss, and I liked everything, apart from the fact that I couldn't type on my iPhone in landscape orientation.
Just before Christmas I was alerted through Facebook of a story by one of my 8,500+ YouTube subscribers. The story in question was one that moved me greatly, as it was very close to home.
As a classical Pianist and Composer, there's one question which I'm asked more than any other when people hear my original material: "what inspired that?".
She's been going through a rough patch recently. Seams like everyone's against her. She's haunted by demons without everything else.
Everyone's talented - but if you judge a fish on it's ability to climb a tree, it'll go through life believing it's stupid..
Oh, it's that time of year again. In fact, it's that time of 2 years.
So here we sit, on arguably, the most anticipated day for 5,000 years.
Over the next couple of days I will be finalising a blog that I'll be posting. The blog in question involves the new Instagram terms and conditions.
The idea in your head sparks imagination; all you can think of is how wonderful it would be. Not for one minute does the thought of how hard it will be pop into your head.
We all dream about it. Let's go. Let's up stick and go. The other side of the world. Throw caution to the wind and don't spare the horses. A fresh start. For us all. Well, I'm flying solo.
This post may be a little harsh in places. Just thought I'd warn you at the start… In life, we all have numerous problems that occur all at once.
Here I sit, less than week (if, fingers cross, all goes to plan) before the release of my debut album - Quando Diciamo Addio - and I reflect upon some of the things that have been said about, not...
Birth the time of imagination: what may this baby become. A world out there that needs its throat grabbing; a world out there that needs changing; a world out there that needs its eyes drying.
Last night I was thinking of a dream a friend of mine had - about a college reunion in 10 years time. Everyone meets up, says how their life has turned out, and we have a party.
It's something that's done in secret: a sin that's feels bittersweet. A cry for help that no one hears; a line of agony the visible sign. If some see, cliche excuses are dragged down from thin air.
Some of you may a recall a relatively recent blog I did about signs - whether they are actually trying to tell us something or whether they are just a torment playing on the little hope we have.
Okay, as some of you may know, I am a pianist and composer. My debut album - Quando Diciamo Addio - is coming out very soon. The title of this blog is the English Translation of the album title.
I should just explain about the "Birdy" part. Angelo Uccello is my composers name. Angelo after my Grandfather; Uccello because it's Italian for "Bird".
Despite my cynicism, I've always believed there is a system to finding happiness in life: suffer now, and one day you'll find happiness.
Sitting here, I think of more questions to possibly be answered when I'm gone. Signs for instance - we've all considered the possibility that someone up there is trying to tell us something.
Life is discovery. Life is realisation. Life is dread. Life is worry. Life is terror. Life is bad decisions. Life is darkness. Life is being singled out. Life isn't fair. Life isn't worth the effort.
"Think lucky and you'll be lucky" - that's the saying.
This Opuss isn't necessarily about the greatest song lyrics from start to finish - its about a line or phrase in a song that can be remembered for a lifetime and always hold a particularly special...
Suffering toil in life often gives us a goal, especially when we see an end to the work. This motivates us to get the job done so we can crack on with what we're passionate about.
So tell me, did it hurt that much. Was it like being born, only backwards. What was it like to feel your own heart stopping in your chest. Did everything go dark before it all went light.
For this rather deep and poetical post I'd firstly like to refer to one of my favourite song lyrics: "breathing comes in pairs, except for twice - one begins and one's goodbye".
The meaning of life - walking barefoot on a blend of red hot coals and razor blades while being chased by an angry Lion toward the edge of a cliff into Shark infested waters while having people shoot...
As we all know, today - the 4th of July - marks the American Independence Day - the day when they became independent from the rule of britannia. This, for the US, is a very special day.
I really do astonish myself when I think about my thought train when dreaming.
Hello everyone. It may seem that everyone (especially the youth) is on that book of faces on the Internet, Facebook.
Sometimes in life they'll come a time when you'll stubble upon a crossroad. There will be only 2 ways that you will be able to go. The thing is though, each path leads to 2 completely different lives.
If you were to go back 250 years and bring your ancestors forward a century, not much would've changed.
There was once a cat and a tiger. The cat taught the tiger everything he knew. One day the tiger turned on the cat; the cat ran up a tree. That was the one trick the cat never taught the tiger.
I've got a bit of a bee in my bonnet: the constant need for more in today's society is profound.
Everyone continues to bang on pointlessly about global warming; with the amount of hot air created by peoples' frantic rants on the subject, we've probably warmed up by a couple of degrees in the...
I don't really know what I'm doing with this Opuss thing - but as bewildered as I am there is one thing that I am not happy with currently: the fact that I cannot use it on my iPhone on the landscape...