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Born and raised in the industrial heart of Scotland in the Lanarkshire town of Wishaw
literally on the doorstep of the Ravenscraig Steel Works, Meadowhead Road to be exact
(see inside cover of CD "Heaven Help Me"). A happy and robust childhood being
exposed to music at a very young age by a musical mother who was and still is a
wonderful singer of ballads and folk songs with a healthy love of music of all types from
folk to classic to opera. I have very fond memories of a huge gramophone player pouring
out the sounds of Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Frankie Laine, to name but a
few, and of course the Irish and Scotish folk songs, some of which are with me still.
My first attempt at playing music was in the school penny whistle band then the school
choir then moving on to violin and trumpet until my father brought home a guitar one
day and that was it for me. However, music was never considered a career option in
working class Scotland at that time so it was an education and a real job for you laddie.
After leaving school with a fistfull of O levels and A levels I went to live and work in
England, first Coventry then Nottingham. I always had my guitar with me and played for
my own amusement until one fatefull evening in a Nottinham pub, things started to
change. Long story short, I got offered a gig and did'nt even know what a gig was, some
guy was willing to pay me to play music in his pub. Well, f--- me that was something I did
for fun. I learned real fast, after a short while I was "gigging" six nights a week and
making more money than I was in my day job. I learned real fast that in the music game it
was more about who you knew as to what you knew. So I made friends and contacts and
through one of those friends, an Australian musician named Don Fletcher, I was
introduced to an agent in London called Ann Dex, who sent me on my first foreign gig,
Oslo, Norway. The date was February 1982.
Well, Norway in the early 80's turned my head a little to say the least. I loved it, the life of
a travelling musician, what the hell, I was young.
So, 24 years further on up the road I am still doing it, what a hell of a ride it has been
too. Like any occupation it has had it's up's and down's but I don't regret any of it, 24
years of interesting countries like Norway, Denmark, Germany, Switzerland, Austria, New
Zealand, America, England, Scotland, yep I've been around. 24 years of playing some
great music with some truly great people in some weird, wacky, wonderful , and not so
wonderful places, that most people have never heard of never mind travelled to. In 2001
my long time partner and good friend Barry Richards and I played in the world's most
northern venue Hotel Finken,Svalbard then a month later, totally by coincedence after a
chance meet with a very fine lady called Anna Brown we ended up playing in the world's
most southern venue, The South Sea Hotel, Stewart Island, New Zealand. You could'nt
plan it if you wanted to.
These days most of my live work is around Bergen, Norway (where I now reside),
Denmark, Bornholm (in the Summer), Austria, Switzerland (in the Winter), but you never
know what can be round the next corner. So for now the wheels are still rolling and the
music keeps coming
literally on the doorstep of the Ravenscraig Steel Works, Meadowhead Road to be exact
(see inside cover of CD "Heaven Help Me"). A happy and robust childhood being
exposed to music at a very young age by a musical mother who was and still is a
wonderful singer of ballads and folk songs with a healthy love of music of all types from
folk to classic to opera. I have very fond memories of a huge gramophone player pouring
out the sounds of Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Frankie Laine, to name but a
few, and of course the Irish and Scotish folk songs, some of which are with me still.
My first attempt at playing music was in the school penny whistle band then the school
choir then moving on to violin and trumpet until my father brought home a guitar one
day and that was it for me. However, music was never considered a career option in
working class Scotland at that time so it was an education and a real job for you laddie.
After leaving school with a fistfull of O levels and A levels I went to live and work in
England, first Coventry then Nottingham. I always had my guitar with me and played for
my own amusement until one fatefull evening in a Nottinham pub, things started to
change. Long story short, I got offered a gig and did'nt even know what a gig was, some
guy was willing to pay me to play music in his pub. Well, f--- me that was something I did
for fun. I learned real fast, after a short while I was "gigging" six nights a week and
making more money than I was in my day job. I learned real fast that in the music game it
was more about who you knew as to what you knew. So I made friends and contacts and
through one of those friends, an Australian musician named Don Fletcher, I was
introduced to an agent in London called Ann Dex, who sent me on my first foreign gig,
Oslo, Norway. The date was February 1982.
Well, Norway in the early 80's turned my head a little to say the least. I loved it, the life of
a travelling musician, what the hell, I was young.
So, 24 years further on up the road I am still doing it, what a hell of a ride it has been
too. Like any occupation it has had it's up's and down's but I don't regret any of it, 24
years of interesting countries like Norway, Denmark, Germany, Switzerland, Austria, New
Zealand, America, England, Scotland, yep I've been around. 24 years of playing some
great music with some truly great people in some weird, wacky, wonderful , and not so
wonderful places, that most people have never heard of never mind travelled to. In 2001
my long time partner and good friend Barry Richards and I played in the world's most
northern venue Hotel Finken,Svalbard then a month later, totally by coincedence after a
chance meet with a very fine lady called Anna Brown we ended up playing in the world's
most southern venue, The South Sea Hotel, Stewart Island, New Zealand. You could'nt
plan it if you wanted to.
These days most of my live work is around Bergen, Norway (where I now reside),
Denmark, Bornholm (in the Summer), Austria, Switzerland (in the Winter), but you never
know what can be round the next corner. So for now the wheels are still rolling and the
music keeps coming
STEVE MORGAN
