Who am I, . .?. . A nobody, . .no degrees, no letters after my name. I climbed trees, . .trimming, pruning, removal, . .splitting trees into firewood and selling it fromout of the back of my truck, oft’ times till way late in the evening at the corner supermarket, cold,snowy, . .tired, hungry.
Working as an independent contract laborer, . .doing everything within my skill-set, to make enough money to allow me the freedom to keep playing the piano and writing music.When asked what I was doing, . .making all those scratches and scribbling, I simply said,“It’s a hobby.” “What? Drawing little sticks ‘n dots?” “Yes.” How else could I describe this which provides me with no income, this which had no apparent sense or purpose, . .how do I explain that it was my passion, obsession, my full-time, real-time,all-the-time preoccupation. This recurring conversation only earned me quizzical critical looks.Yes, . . crazy, maybe, . .but I knew at the age of 4, the very first time I touched a piano, what Iwas going to do for the rest of my life. Grandma bought me my first piano at age of 8. That was sold when I went into the military.Upon discharge, . .(Honorable), with 8 dollars of severance pay after four years of duty, Immediately went back to playing on the practice pianos in local churches and schools.
I went to Community College for six years, . .majoring in music with a minor in English literature.Influences: besides everything, starting with the sounds of a mother bonding with a new born baby, . .and children playing in the street, . .to all music contributing to the advancement of culture, (Sacred,Classical, and Pop), . .from the current moment on back 900 years to Alienor of Aquataine in her“Court of Love” with the troubadours and troubaritz as the tellers of winter-long tales from ancient lore of yore about love and all human passions.“Now, . . where does music direct us in the quest to fulfill our human potential? Let the harper have a clear vision so as to lead the way into a vast and dark unknown by the light of musical vision, so the world may see clearly the way we wish to go.”T.E.Bach
Thank you for your time and attention,
Geoffrey K. Caughey