Songwriters Journal, September 2025
Breathe in. Breathe out. Deep, long breaths. The bow moves across the strings in long, held notes, sound swelling and then falling, echoing the sensation of air in the lungs. Gradually more notes are added and the chords deepen and change, the cadence revolving slowly with the tension and release of the breath. Then – faint but distinct – a movement, a dance, perhaps a little ungainly at first but growing in strength.
On 1st September, I started a new job. Well, really I started a new commitment to an old job that I love….