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Messages from Roger Glover

So, what’s new?

It’s an irregular life, although it has habits and rituals like any other.

For example, every day when I’m home, after the children are asleep, it’s rare evening that I don’t go to my studio, crank up the computer, listen to music, browse YouTube, catch up on emails, news, etc.  Sometimes I write music.  I am excellent at imagining a song in my head and then battling to get some semblance of it down on tape before I forget it.  


The Broken Heart Invitational – The winner is …

The Broken Heart Invitational – The winner is …

Of the several million entrants to the competition (surely that’s wrong – Ed), the exhausted judges have spent many a long winter’s black night pouring over the images drifting past their bloodshot eyes like endless rain into a paper cup (no more stealing lyrics, and less of the hyperbole! – Ed) and have narrowed them down to the final seven.  


Roger and out

I was recently reading the blogger Bob Lefsetz’s eloquent words extolling his love of music, particularly songs he heard when he was younger.  The songs that hit you the first time you heard them have become ingrained, standard, classic – as familiar as old gloves.  However, put them in context.  At the time, didn’t they seem exciting and dangerous?  Subversive, even.  



I am very happy to report that my daughter Gillian gave birth to a baby girl today, the 8th of December. Aranea is her name, a sister for Xavier. Gillian and Travis have blessed me with grandfatherhood again.

Good luck,



Random Musings

The final concert of the South American tour in October was in Quito, Ecuador, in front of an ecstatic audience and the next morning, as we were waiting to board the plane home, an earthquake struck.  Apparently, it was only a four point something on the Richter scale but still, as the building began to rattle and shake there were a few moments when everyone looked startled.