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I posted this song yesterday on my personal FB page so you may well have seen it already but today the person I was thinking of when I posted and the cruel, abusive comments they've suffered at the hands of some Christians keep going round my head. Maybe by posting it again I can purge some of the anger and disappointment I feel at some of the things said and done 'in the name of God'. This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple. My religion is kindness. (Dalai Lama)
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Yesterday was Holocaust memorial day - never again.  A Message from 'The Piano Blog' This is my 32nd post on the Piano Blog and I’m still really enjoying doing it and very encouraged that so many people are listening, liking and following this musical Diary along with Ruth's pictures. One of the downsides of making music for a living is that every now and then I have to think of how my work, however much I might enjoy it, can bring in some income. Obviously there’s no way The Piano Blog is doing that (nor was it ever intended to - I'm doing it for myself as much as for anybody else) but I just wanted to flag up the possibility of supporting all my music (and Ruth's work) by subscription (some of you already do this, if so thank you, you can stop reading now)! Details of what’s involved in becoming a subscriber are at www.paulfield.bandcamp.com/subscribe Basically, you’d become a ‘patron’ of the arts (well - of me anyway) and from £5 a month you’ll automatically receive free downloads of all the new music I write in the future + free downloads of 6 albums from the catalogue. If you prefer CD's to downloads you also get 10% discount on all CD’s. As a subscriber you can enjoy the music knowing that you're helping to make it happen. Having said all that - whatever happens I aim to continue posting ‘The Piano Blog’ free until a) I run out of ideas or b) people stop listening. Thanks again for your support. Paul Field  God Bless America (A familiar song with a couple of verses we don't usually hear) America America God shed His grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea Oh beautiful for pilgrim feet whose stern impassioned stress A thoroughfare of freedom beat across the wilderness America America God shed His grace on thee Till selfish gain no longer stain the banner of the free America America God mend thine every flaw confirm thy soul in self control, thy liberty in law  'There's a golden thread, an unbreakable line. it's the love that holds together this patchwork heart of mine'.  |
