Born 1952-Croydon, Surrey, yep a Londoner
Left school at 15 with no qualifications and went straight into a job with a 4 year apprenticeship. A bit young for the summer of love but I had a great time in the late 60's.
Started smoking at 15 but didnt smoke any dope until I was 17 and have only stopped for a few months here and there. (say he with a spliff in his mouth)! Not smoked cigarettes for 20 years though.
Had a good job, career prospects and money but f**ked it all up.
In 1979 within 3 months my father died, I became very ill with typhoid (from eating dope) and I split with the wife. Had a breakdown and went crazy for a while, then started on heroine. I eventually kicked it in 1984, had to cut myself off from everybody and became a recluse. Got my act together, got a flat and in 1987 my son came to live with me and now lives with his gf just 2 doors away.
Was unemployed so I went to college for 4 years, passed the exams and became a qualified electrician. Had to stop in 1999 because of health problems. I'm fairly active on the community level and hated by the Council because of it.
Now something strange.
On millenium eve I got drunk, fell backward an split my head open on the corner of a wall. I passed out for a while and when I came round i was sitting in a pool of blood and had a gash of about 4 inches on the back of my head. I should have gone to hospital, had stiches etc but was too pissed. I did though have the sense to clean it up. I woke up the following day with my head stuck to the pillow and not knowing what had happened until I moved!
It took a while to heal but seemed ok.
Then about a month later I got fed up with the TV and threw it in the bin. I started listening to the radio and stopped reading newspapers.
I then started drawing and writing stuff, stuff that had been in my head for years and I had allways meant to write down. Ideas, stories etc. I also started doing music on the pc with dance e-jay.
I'm not a musician, never played anything in my life and had only listened to music in the past and then suddenly it started to come together.
I did some hard house tracks and put them up on mp3.com, got some good reviews and then I got an important e-mail from someone well known, a dj. He said he liked my stuff said I "framed" things well, not to use samples and now learn to do my own stuff, adding I should do well!
So I started using a midi keyboard, sequencer and vst's 2 years ago, found this place and here I am. I think Status Quo just beat me on the number of chords I can play and thanks to a PC, software and you lot I shall carry on. I do music for fun and I'm not aiming at fame or fortune as I'm not very serious about it.
I've now done a cd with over 60 mins on which was my aim, just a trip through my head with some tracks I like. Some dodgy ones but I don't care.
Having said that I have now given music a break for a while as I must concentrate on the writing.
I was asked to join a band a while ago but they didnt realise my age at the time or that I do it all on a computer. Mind you, I couldnt picture me on stage with a bunch of 20 year olds, the image don't seem quite right somehow.
My attitude on life the universe and everything seemed to change after the bash on the head.
Everything just seems to be diferent somehow. My ex wife, still a good friend, says she thinks it has altered my personality. She says I've changed a lot. I have now only just started to understand myself and relise what I belive in and want out of life. I now have something that I want to acheive and will and it's not music. A bit late but you know the saying...
I even went to the kvr-mcr gathering the first time anywhere in 20 years, and the first time on a train in over 10!
Can you tell, I'm happy, having fun and enjoying myself at last. With me, life did start at 50!
Bernard
