You can just feel the excitement
in this household.
It’s electric!

Kung Hee Fat Choy, my friends.
Good fortune to you all.
No, I am not Chinese.
I just want to greet my Chinese friends a Happy New Year.
I may as well be Chinese though.
Some people mistake me for one when they see me.
#Music is my own time machine.
Old songs bring me back. Songs I've just discovered brings me forward. The present is what I'm singing now.— Ty Martell (@denofmusic) January 31, 2014
This one is an original.
Not by me, but by my music mentor.
Brother Bing Dones was our High School Music Coordinator.
He has taught me all my attitude towards music.
Not just by his teachings but also by example.
I remember when I auditioned for the band
he made me sit down and asked me to blindfold myself.
Very unusual, I know.
Not only did he make me play a song on the guitar,
he also grabbed the instrument from me
and played random chords and told me to name them
as I hear them.
“You can’t just know how to play music.” He said. “You have to feel it.”
“Understand it.”
“Find your place in it.”
I did pretty good I suppose,
since I became a member of the band
throughout my whole High School years.
This is one of many songs he shared with us
and I’ve always wanted to play it here.
It took me years to do so, but here it finally is.
My own interpretation of
Time Will Tell.
Music and Words by – Bro. Bing Dones
Voice and all instruments by – Ty Martell
Thanks again, Brother Bing.
For everything.

From L-R
Vince, Sergio (Same frame), Reiner, Bro. Bing, Nilo, Ty
Lyrics start here
I haven’t been back in Ottawa in a good while and I must tell you,
I really don’t remember it being THAT cold.
And THAT much snow.
One thing I hate as I get older, is how harder it gets to find time to play music. Serves me right for not choosing what I love years ago.
— Ty Martell (@denofmusic) January 9, 2014
Alright.
You know how much I hated 2013
so let’s clean the slate.
I make no promises that I won’t be the cranky,
angry old man that I have become,
but I will try to update this site as much as I can.
And maybe with more music.
Hopefully with more music.
And blog posts.
I actually dreamt that I was playing guitar on New Year’s eve.
So maybe this would be a good year.
I hope you were with your loved ones when the clock striked twelve.
Because if you weren’t, then what is the fucking point in everything?
Best of the New Year to you all!