Mr. William Goldstein

So, today I met William Goldstein, a famous American composer, improvisor. For those who don’t know in 1975 he was discovered by Berry Gordy - the same guy who discovered The SupremesMarvin GayeThe TemptationsJimmy RuffinThe Contours, The Four TopsGladys Knight & the PipsThe CommodoresThe VelvelettesMartha and the VandellasStevie Wonder and The Jackson 5. William wrote music for movies and TV shows like Fame, The Miracle Worker, Twilight Zone, Shocker, Eye For An Eye, Oki - In The Middle Of The Ocean etc. Together over 50 projects. 

It was truly an honor meeting him. He’s as amazing with people as at the piano. Such a pleasant man with a great sense of humour. There was so much to learn from him - musically and from life. One of the greatest people I’ve met and talked to. His ability to create music on the spot in real-time is unbelievable. The master class was almost as some kind of a cartoon or a movie adventure from which, I believe, everyone learned a lot. He could hold our attention for 3 hours straight, without any kind of awkwardness - comunicating with the audience, playing, talking, sharing things. Enjoyed every second of it.

As I said before - learned a lot from him. Hope to meet mr. Goldstein again somehow, somewhere. I truly recommend you to check out his work, interviews etc. As the matter of fact, the music for the movie “Oki - In The Middle Of The Ocean” was made on the spot, actually in real time. Anyhow, here’s his website: . 
You can find plenty of his work on Spotify and Youtube as well. Enjoy!

"Genius is not the ability to take the commonalities of life and make them obtuse, but rather the ability to take the complexities of life and give them meaning." - William Goldstein

A Very Short Story

I ran out the open door towards freedom. Then I saw the fence at the end of my street. I wasn’t free, my wife had just made my cage bigger.

- by Sean Hill

Poles Apart

What have I lost for something to be gained? Sanity in order to dare questioning it, simplicity for complexity, normality in order to see differently, to hear differently, to think differently, to be different. 

"Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed."

Alexander Pope

So, what’s up with you?

"Have a little faith" life said to me, finding it’s another humorous way of turning things around, making me look for other ways to get out of these woods. "Are you in need of my assistance?" life asked, throwing a slight smile on my direction. "Is ignorance an assistance?" I threw a question right back at it. Feeling much better after this quick comeback, I threw a smile myself, yet life didn’t hesitate and quickly replied: "only if your living is ignorance. Is it?" I wasn’t quite sure how to answer this one. Making me feel cornered, life put it’s hand on my shoulder and asked me looking satisfied: "So, what’s up with you?". And there it was, just like a mirror, the beginning that came and went has returned again with it’s own fun way of annoying me. Seems like everything goes round and round, and round again. Should I continue playing this game? Seems like beginners luck is just a myth, or maybe it’s been much longer since I started this madness? Oh, maybe this bird on a branch could tell me, he’s been sitting here all day.. "little bird.. " and even before I could end this sentence, little bird interrupted and asked: "So, what’s up with you?" 


Since I’ve Been Loving You

Working from seven to eleven every night, it really makes life a drag, I don’t think that’s right. I’ve really, really been the best of fools, I did what I could. 
'Cause I love you, baby, how I love you, darling, how I love you, baby, how I love you, girl, little girl. But baby, since I’ve been loving you. I’m about to lose my worried mind. Everybody trying to tell me that you didn’t mean me no good. I’ve been trying, Lord, let me tell you, let me tell you I really did the best I could. I’ve been working from seven to eleven every night, I said It kinda makes my life a drag. Lord, that ain’t right… Since I’ve been loving you, I’m about to lose my worried mind. Said I’ve been crying, my tears they fell like rain, don’t you hear, don’t you hear them falling, 
don’t you hear, don’t you hear them falling. Do you remember mama, when I knocked upon your door? I said you had the nerve to tell me you didn’t want me no more. I open my front door, hear my back door slam, you must have one of them new fangled back door man. I’ve been working from seven, seven, seven, to eleven every night, It kinda makes my life a drag… 
Baby, since I’ve been loving you, I’m about to lose, I’m about lose to my worried mind.