The bookings were cancelled, suddenly there was no money, no people, no performance, the life that we loved stopped.
Just a temporary glitch they said, it will soon be fine again, it wasn’t.
We all so miss the audience, the playing and the singing, the joy of making people smile, old friends and meeting some lovely new ones.
In fact, everything associated with performing and doing what we love doing.
No travelling or new towns, no new venues or new faces and no journeys through this lovely country of ours. All we have left are glass screens in recording studios, murmurings of approval, or not, from the few assembled to support and sometimes work for us. We’ve tried online concerts and YouTube presentations to raise some cash. CD sales are rock bottoms as large proportions are sold after concerts. Oh, to perform again that’s what we so miss.
There will be many of us whose careers will falter because of this current situation, so our lives will need to take a new direction and, in the meantime, there are bills to pay and mouths to feed.
Of course, there are many others in a wide variety of occupations and professions that are also finding this time difficult. We just miss singing and playing to audiences. So, when you listen to those old CDs, watch the YouTube videos and wander down memory lane; remember the musicians. Remember the the festivals, the concerts and the joy of sharing music, whether you listen, or play, or sing.
We are so privileged to be part of a community of people who love what they do and enjoy sharing their talents with others.
Remember the musicians and we look forward to life after COVID-19.
Until then, take care of each other and with very best wishes.