Category Archives: EFS Music
This Historic Day… My Father
Francis Matthew Sinclair, my father, was born on this day, May 27, in the year 1915. He was the son of Joseph F. and Mary (Winkler) Sinclair and lived almost his entire life in Exeter, NH. He graduated from Exeter High … Continue reading
“The Reason I’m Here”
Musically, it’s a waltz. Lyrically, it’s a love song, with two verses, a chorus and a bridge: “I know how it might seem, but you’re still the reason I need to believe.” (As true now as it was then.) Guitaristically, I play … Continue reading
“You’re The One”
I wrote “You’re The One” towards the end of 1982, with the finished lyrics dated 12/15/82 in my first, large-format, black-covered songwriting journal. This love song (true then, true now) became track #2 of my cassette album Anytime, recorded and … Continue reading
Anytime
On Friday, September 9, 1988, I recorded my first album. The recording session started at 6:00 pm and was held in Mayer Auditorium on the campus of Phillips Exeter Academy, Exeter, NH. I had the help of a trio of … Continue reading
A Song Full Of Asking
I haven’t posted a song in quite some time, let alone one that asks so many questions… Do you say “isn’t” or do you say “ain’t?” Do you say “fine” or “can’t complain?” Do you say “Charlie” or do you … Continue reading
This Historic Day… my Daughter
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birth – day…. tooo-oo yoooou, Haaap-py Birrrrthdaaaaay……, dear Daughter, HAP – PY BIRTH – DAAAAY — TOOO-OO-OO-OO-OOOOO… YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let the party begin! “My Daughter’s Eyes” – Words, Music, Guitar & Vocals by Eric Sinclair T.C., H.T.O.F., … Continue reading
Probably More Of An End of Winter Song, But…
I was sitting at my kitchen table, eating breakfast. The TV was on, tuned to a Boston station, and I was half-watching/half-listening to the morning news. The newscaster breathlessly announced a “Commuter Alert!!!” There was a major traffic jam on the southeast … Continue reading
A Song From A Holiday Past
Thanksgiving has come and gone. Christmas lies ahead. Most days we are two. We were a family of three eating turkey. We will be all four when opening presents. I’ve never written a cautionary song. This one is simply a … Continue reading
Everything Changed
It had not been the best of summers. On Sunday, August 5th, 2001, my mother, Avis Louise Foss Sinclair, died. She was 87 years old. Her passing was not sudden. August 8th, my 48th birthday, had been the day of her funeral … Continue reading
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