I always try my best to get back to everyone. If people can take the time out to message me or ask me a question, I am flattered by this.
I try to take the time to reply. Sometimes I fail, but I always try.
Hello lovely tumblr followers!
I don’t post on here as often as my facebook or twitter, but I hold a very special place in my heart for those of you on tumblr. I feel like you are my most dedicated followers, who want more from me than the occasional video link or 140 character message!
it’s like… “Matthias Harris - The Directors Cut”.
I want to quickly say another massive thank you to everyone who watched and shared my Gotye and now my Bieber video. It means the world to me, but mainly; I wanted to take a second to write something for those who have been asking about when to expect another new video.
I WILL be making more video’s, that I can assure you. However, I feel I have to make some excuses as to why it takes me so long!
Firstly, I always try to arrange my covers into different versions of the originals. Not just replicating exactly what’s on the original record. A lot of other people just do that, and thats fine, but it’s not really my thing. Naturally, that means it takes me a lot longer to arrange and record any covers.
Second, I only get to do these videos with my “down time”.
(Down time is what musicians call “time off” but I don’t like to call it “time off” because I can always be doing something productive, hence “down time”, NOT “time off”.)
Because of this, I’m usually on tour, or in studios with other artists, or even writing my own original material. This only leaves a very small amount of my time where I actually work on these video’s.
Lastly, I make these videos 100% on my own. This isn’t a complaint, I enjoy every part of the process, but it is very long and draining work. If I had engineers, producers, camera men, editors to help me, I could probably put up a new video every week! Alas, this is not the case.
So thanks again for watching my videos, and reading my ramblings. I do apologise that this may well be the most boring thing I’ve ever written…but hey. They can’t all be gold.
Don’t worry, I’ll try harder next time.
Love to all
Matthias
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An essential aspect of creativity is not being afraid to fail.
All that really belongs to us is time; even he who has nothing else has that.
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Then press the little Speaker symbol in the bottom right hand corner to listen…
Optimism is taking your sunglasses out with you on a rainy day…
Stupidity is wearing your swim shorts to.
Remember to honor the Titanic centenary today by overestimating your capabilities.
This article made me chuckle rather than anything else. I like to think there’s some poetic justice in this.
Here is my new music video. An Acapella cover of Gotye- somebody that I used to know.
Please enjoy and share with your friends if you are willing.
I was born on March the 26th, 1987, in Norwich City Hospital, and I’ve never really enjoyed my birthday since. I didn’t even that first one if I’m honest, I arrived naked and I cried a lot. It was terribly embarrassing.
I was born at a very young age, (I’ll give you a second to get that joke), and while I do love the attention that birthdays bring, (no surprises there) I always felt that the build up was always so great, that when the day finally came, it could never live up to the expectations.
Whether it was because of disappointment at not really getting the present you wanted, too few people coming to your party. Or just the crippling inevitability of ageing, and your ultimate demise being thrust into your face like a flashers genitals; I never really felt comfortable with my own birthdays… or flashers genitals.
I’ve never really been able to explain my dislike of my own birthdays. I enjoy parties, I like receiving love and attention, and I quite like being given gifts. So why the irrational hatred of my day of birth….day?
The confusing thing is that I’m usually very easy to please! I don’t covet expensive things, or demand lavish parties that everyone must attend in my honour. I prefer simple pleasures shared with simple people…wait, I mean nice people.
For some reason, when I’m told that a day is effectively supposed to be all about ME, nothing satisfies my desires for what this “Matt Day” should be! In my mind it should be a carnival that the whole world comes together to celebrate, and I guess that’s probably a little too much to ask. (Even if I were Brazilian I don’t think it would catch on).
Today is my birthday. I will attempt to celebrate it.
On that joyful note, I will leave you with a little known fact about me;
I was a record breaker right from my first bare bottomed moments on this Earth. I was the largest baby ever to have been born in Norwich City Hospital, weighing just under 11lbs. I believe that particular hospital ward no longer exists, so I like to think I still hold the record to this day. (Incidentally, the previous record holder was my older brother…what a looser).
