01a. Music Keynotes: These Are The Days - Jamie Cullum

There are few things I get more excited about then discovering and introducing my friends to artists and songs that I find significant. Jamie Cullum is one of those artists and These are the Days could damn well be my anthem. Astounding talent from the UK. His ability to intertwine jazz and soul into his piano stylings and performances make him one to watch. True musician, ability to introduce standards and jazz to a whole new audience.



lyrics by Jamie Cullum


These are the days that I've been missing
Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine
These are the days that bring new meaning I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine
Sometimes when the nights are closing early I remember you and I start to smile
Even though now you don't want to know me I get on by, and I go the extra mile
These are the times of love and meaning Ice of the heart has melted away and found the light
These are the days of endless dreamingTroubles of life are floating away like a bird in flight
These are the days that I've been missing
Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine
These are the days that bring new meaning
I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine

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Shakespeare I'm not, but the borrowing, the appreciation, the effort is true.

Shakespeare I'm not, but the borrowing, the appreciation, the effort is true. And that's why my Blog title is a 'play on' words altering the opening line of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night from "if music be the food of love" to "life" because it seemed to reflect me and my aspirations of writing, much better.



'Love', as a word, comes with expectations doesn't it? It seems grandiose and definitive. The word 'Life' though feels comfortable, more palatable and true. That's what I really hope to accomplish with my blog. Write what I feel, write for me, write about my life. So with that said, I hope you find something to 'chew on' from reading my blog. Expect tired clichés, eclectic music references, spelling mistakes, run-on sentences and poor grammar, because well, that’s just me.


Cheers!