Sunday, October 02, 2005

Brother Shaun...


Sunday morning, sun's streaming through the opened blinds. My brother Shaun arrives through the back gate. Rene's cooked a full english breakfast, enough for three, so we all sit and eat, Rene is a great cook, and I'm spoilt wrotten by her.
And how the conversation started, I don't know, but I started to tell Rene how my brother Shaun, broke my nose when I was 17, he's nearly four years older than me ( but annoyingly enough, usually people think he's the younger brother!) anyway, when telling the story, Shaun claimed that I had hit him in the nose first, and he was only retaliating.
Not true! Although, I admit we were fighting as only brothers can, we did have a gentlemans aggreement that our faces should stay unmarked( both very vain ). I would have never done such a thing...
Then I remembered another time where I had accompanied Shaun to his drum lesson, just after playing badminton, whilst walking home, we argued, and I smashed him in the face with my metal badminton racket, then ran, he chased, miles later he caught me and walked me home with both my arms up my back. I felt really bad about hitting him, and never told anyone.
We fought alot, and laughed alot, we still do, but although very different people, I cherish my brother Shaun.
Rene's friend Cat(photograper) came round and they both went for a walk along the beach. I sat with brother shaun, watched some TV, and just hung out most of the day. I'm very close to shauny, and he's expected his first child any day. I think he'll make a great dad.

I also wrote a song called 'My Brother Shaun', which I recorded, with Zak Starkey, Pino Paladino, Gary Granger and rabbit, recorded by Bob Pridden at 'the boathouse'. All arranged by Pete Townsend, I felt very lucky, and grateful.
Later that evening, Rene and I went to my mothers for sunday lunch, or dinner, we had lamb and yorkshire puddings, roast potatoes, etc. It was lovely, showed my mum our holiday photo's and headed home.

The picture is one that I drew in my songbook whilst craving inspiration some time ago. It's a view of my JS200 leaning against the keyboard in my studio. mikey

19 Comments:

Blogger Lynsey said...

Really dig the drawing...
Older brothers can be a pain, eh?
I should know, I've got 2 of them!
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I'd also love to hear that song...

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Thanks alot, sounds like you got double joy. I'll get that song put on a clip soon. Cheers

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Gary said...

I loved your story about your Brother. I have an older brother named Alan. We fought a lot also, but never real fists. Weapons... I remember, we used to pitch golf balls in the back garden (because my Dad's a golf nut), anyhow, Alan kept walking right behind me, and one day, for no reason, my back swing went up at the exact angle to land the head of the pitching wedge square on the back of his head - lots of blood. I felt bad about it and apologized. I also remember one day we had been wrestling, and there used to be these wooden stools next to our desks in our room. About 3ft tall if I recall. He was laying on the ground when I tipped the stool over, not expecting it to hit him and the wooden seat part came right down square on his forehead. I apologized for that also.. Gosh, the front of his head swelled up like a balloon.

Anyhow, we worked through it and remained close for a long time. He was my big brother right up until he went off to get married. It was cool having a big brother, he was into The Stranglers and I was into The Who and The Jam, so, we had different music tastes. He played the Bass and I played the guitar.

I see him from time to time, it's sad we are not as close as we used to be, but he will always be my brother and I'm happy about that.

Nice sketch of the J200. So, did you go totally nuts when you first got it? Those ones have lovely short necks and a deep deep sound. I bet you wrote several new songs the first week. You have to have good equipment.

Take care of yourself Mikey.

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Lynsey said...

Thanks Mikey, looking forward to hearing it!
:)

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Auntie said...

I sure wish I were talented and wish I were creative. I have lots of creative interests but the outcome is always crap.

Have a younger brother and I was the one doing all the hitting and then running...but he always started it...(smiles!)

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Kevin Seegan said...

Oh I have had my share of fights with my older brother. One time we were wrestling for a reason I cannot remember and somehow I took my brother down and he punched a hole on the wall with his elbow. We were grounded for about half a year. But now I'm bigger (190.5 centimeters, 91 kilograms) than him so I don't get any lip. You know what it is like being the youger one so I won't bore you with that. Now that my brother Tim is in college, we dont see each other much and we get alomg much better.
JS200's are quite nice, but I'm saving up for an SG. I am almost 3/4 of the way there!
Keep the good music flowin'!
-Kevin

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Kevin Seegan said...

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Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Kevin Seegan said...

For a second I forgot you Englishmen went metric, so I almost put it in feet and pounds... uggh.

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger josh said...

The coolest thing in the world: A Big Fat Gibson.

That's what I think anyway...

I just recently got myself a J100 (not quite a J200, but I'm not complaining) and I love it. Makes my old crappy acoustic look like...well, an old crappy acoustic.

I would also really like to hear that song. That's quite a group of musicians you got to play with.

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Jessica said...

ahahaha, a "Gentleman's agreement" - I like that.

It's a sad day when I have to admit that me and my sister used to fight like that, too. Smash dishes over each other, scratch, you get the picture.

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Claire Eliza said...

Great picture!
My sister is four years younger than me and we've never had a sentimental momen in our LIFE. We really just don't get along that well...

- claire -

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Thanks Gary, actually I was really scared of it, and the action was really high, like for bottle neck. But thats all been altered now, it's perfect. Thanks for your story, and take care.
Good luck with the SG Kevin, I'm bigger than my big brother as well, cool. Although we changed to metric in the early 70's, everybody still uses feet and pounds. Thanks mate.
I agree with you Josh, 100 percent mate, thanks.
Glad you liked the blog Jessica, sounds scary, looking back eh.
Hey Claire, my brother never got on with one of my sisters, they still don't 20 years later, but they have always loved each other.
Thanks all. mikey

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Michael said...

I wish I had an older or even a younger brother....poor me...I have an older sister and a young er sister. Believe me fights with them were bloody. The trick is they dig their freakin' nails in your arm so you have "U" shaped blood marks all over. I swear people thought I was a heroin user at 11. The good thing was when they had sleepovers and their girlfreinds had a bit too much to drink. Even a geeky mod boy looked good to them I guess. I didn't complain. Great artwork and I can't wait to hear the song. Your post is coming along great!!! Very talented michael :)

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Hey Michael, thanks for the comment, I've got three older sisters as well, I'm the youngest of five. My sisters were all dancers, so I got to go backstage in the dressing rooms. And witnessed many beautiful ballerina's quick changing. I was very young at the time, seems a shame really.

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger Bri said...

Mikey, I love hearing about your brotherly love. I have one sister, she's a year and one week older than me, and the family stories are really something, aren't they? In the baby book for my sister, it says that her first official sentence was:
"Baby sis bad!" about me...'cause all I did was cry and cry the first couple of months of my life (colic)!

But we grew up as close as thieves, and we are still, and I wouldn't want to imagine life without my big sis.

Are you an uncle yet? (again)?

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Hi brina, in answer to your question I'm already an uncle six times. My first nephew was Ryan when i was 13. Then came Jade and Veronique, then Luke, Indy and Fred.
Ryan's 19 and he became a father nearly 2 years ago. At this time, I wrote a song for him called 'Come on Ryan' which I've recorded with Simon and played at the 100 club. Pete remarked at the time that it sounded great. Thanks for your comments.
mikey

Monday, October 03, 2005  
Blogger zombieH said...

Mikey, I really like this particular drawing. Is it pencil, pen, charcoal? zH

Wednesday, October 05, 2005  
Blogger zombieH said...

oh, i looked closer. Appears to be a felt pen.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Not any old pen Zombieh, a pen that I bought especially to write on cd's. So I do drawings with it.

Thursday, October 06, 2005  

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