Please allow me to share with you my years and years of experience. When going on tour you need only remember four (three) things: Passport Credit card Toothbrush * Instrument * The toothbrush is optional as it’s perfectly acceptable to clean your teeth with a credit card.
Here are my kids, as they were 8 years ago. Photo taken June 2002 on a Central Line train, London. From left to right: Zak, Martha, Mo, Emily.
Friend, colleague and genius trumpet-player, Mark Bennett, practising in the very late evening sunshine last June, in Norway.
These are my good friends, Wayne. They are an Australian, living in Norway. He’s a very cool couple of guys, as you can see from these portraits.
This is the view from my kitchen window. We’ve been having some pretty strange weather recently here in London. I don’t know what this is, or what caused it, and I’m not even sure I like it….
Looking westwards from the Hungerford Bridge just before sunset yesterday, after a day of crazy cold August weather.
We can all learn from the humble plaice…
Here is my hornplaying friend and colleague, Harry Johnstone, of the Scottish Chamber Orchestra. I caught this shot of Harry during a moment of quiet contemplation during the recording sessions for Mozart’s Divertimento, K 334 The recording was for Linn Records. The divertimento features two horns in D and a string quartet with double bass [...]
This is Su-a, a much celebrated colleague, who plays ‘cello with Scottish Chamber Orchestra and dozens of other bands of all kinds. This was a lucky shot. I was crouching behind Su-a, without her knowing I was there, trying to get the rainbow across the top of her head, when she turned around suddenly and [...]
I know where mine is – and it’s nowhere near my belly. It goes above my stomach and my liver (they both tuck up under it, where it looks dark in the 2nd drawing) and my heart sits right on top of it, almost in the middle (the dotted line is the heart’s outline). Surprised? [...]
One of my favourite river views in London. It takes long exposures to get the water to look like that – at least 10 seconds in this photo.
Photo taken from a punt (very wobbly) on the River Cherwell within the grounds of Magdalen College, Oxford.
Findhorn, northern Scotland – June 18th, 2010
Concert with Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra. Grieg and Tchaikowsky
Concert performance of the whole of Tristan and Isolde with Philharmonia Orchestra. I’ll be leading the offstage horns.
I shall be running 13.1 miles with thousands of other runners. Run To The Beat
Schostakovitch 15th Symphony, etc…
I’ll be playing with Impropera at the Leicester Square Theatre, London.
I’ll be playing with Impropera at the Serenata Music Festival in Dorset. I’ve been working with Impropera for a year or two now. The singers are extraordinarily talented performers and the shows are hilarious and bizarre. It’s a wonderful sendup of opera and a great night out for anyone who likes to laugh until it [...]
I took this one just after playing in a concert with The Norwegian Wind Ensemble on 26th June near Halden, in Norway. The concert itself was pretty amazing as it was held in a granite quarry and finished off with a huge firework display. The concert had to be a very late one – it [...]
This was taken on 7th Avenue in late March, 2010. I’d just got my camera back two days after leaving it on the plane at JFK Airport. Phew!
Mozart Divertimento – two horns and string quartet (with bass replacing ‘cello)
Philharmonia Orchestra, Mahler’s 2nd Symphony in Gloucester Cathedral. Part of the Three Choirs Festival
I sometimes find myself in Liverpool, working with the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra. I always have a great time there, partly because the orchestra is so great to work with – particularly my hornplaying colleagues – and partly because visually, Liverpool is a stunning place. Here are a few Liverpool photos: ABOVE and BELOW: taken [...]
In response to my previous post here, about Gale Lawson, my Mum sent me a photo of my Dad doing similar things in his similar workshop. So, here he is – my wonderful Dad, Peter Eastop – back in 1998, healing a bassoon in his workshop. Soon after this his Parkinson’s got so bad that [...]