Close Enough To Touch

I wrote a song right at the beginning of the first Covid lockdown in the UK. It was called Clean Hands (And A Little Bit Of Space). The first verse dated very quickly as it happens, because at the time of writing, wearing masks in confined spaces hadn't become a thing. 

But the chorus goes like this:

"As long as we’ve got clean hands, and a little bit of space 

There could be hope for the human race".

The thing is, I suspect we've all had more than our fill of "a little bit of space". And the question is now about how we're going to start to rebuild our connections and our lives when we can get close enough to touch again.

It's been a difficult time, but I also think that there is an opportunity to do so many things differently. Maybe even do them  better. And I'm a believer in the beauty of small differences adding up to big changes. 

But it does take work. And commitment. Hope alone, is not enough if we want to live together in better harmony. 

Spring Is In The Air

Some performers have actually performed.

Not a digital, online thing (which has it own benefits, particularly when there is nothing else) but in the presence of real life, flesh and blood. 

It feels, almost, like Spring is in the air. Not just the weather. A potential reset to the lives we once had. 

So I’m imagining the possibility, just that at the moment, of having people come and play songs again in our house. It’s good to imagine. If you love music and people then maybe you could join me in imagining the same thing. In your house. There are plenty of talented original artists who would love to play for you and your invited guests. 

I call them Homesongs. It’s a thing. And from now on I’ll be talking daily about Homesongs, music, community, and all things connected, on this blog.

Take care. But don't stop dreaming.