Hello! And welcome!
This is my first entry.
This entry is going to look like any other first blog-entry any other fumbling first-blog-entry-writer has written. It's going to contain the mandatory lines about me not being a writer, but still have remarkably lot to say and the obligatory stuff about this blog probably not being updated too often, because I have too much to say or do and can't find the time. It's also going to contain a few words about me and what I do.
Hope you're all buckled up, cause here we go: *clearing throat*
I am not a writer. I don't even like writing grocery lists. I swear an awful lot when I speak and my written language is much too noble. Up until just a moment ago I was not the proprietor a personal blog. I did have my website, thomas-regin.com, but just like the future of this blog, it hasn't been updated in a while. At least until today where I plan to add a link to this blog. I do speak a lot though, and if I can transcribe just 2% of what I say into this blog, I'll have enough to last you a lifetime.
So who are this Thomas Regin and why craves he my time and reading-efforts?
As you may already have guessed from the title of this blog, I am *ta daaa* a composer. Composer of music - not words, mind you - and music is the language I speak the best. And apart from all the swearing it's also the language people seem to understand the best. Talk about luck. I am Danish, hailing from the Kingdom of Denmark, located just above Germany but south of Sweden and Norway. My native language is Danish - a combination of English, German, perhaps a little French, Italian and being excessively "bessoffen". People often refer to the language Danish as speaking with a hot potato in your mouth.
Yes, yes, "bessoffen, beschmoffen" but why do we need to know about you?
Let's face it - you don't - yet. I'm mostly just talking to hear my own voice, but should you still be reading, I'll talk a little about what I've done and what I hope to be doing in the future.
Early years
When I was seven, 25 years ago, my mom's aunt found an ad in the newspaper that the local boys' choir was looking for new singers. Out of 20, two of us were selected. In my nine years in the choir, I got to sing solo on national radio and, on several occasions, for the queen. When I was 8, I wanted to play the church organ and the head-organist told me to start with the recorder. So I did..
OMG, what happened?
I never did get to play the church organ! After two(!!) years of playing the recorder, I started playing piano and stuck to it. I don't regret it for a second. Those organs are huge, but as we all know, size isn't all. Even a sneaky, detuned upright can work wonders with the right performance. ;-)
Dave Gilbert and the likes of him
So I went on playing the piano. I started composing when I was eleven and surprisingly enough I recently had a chance to record my very first piece. Naïve and foolish, maybe, but here it is: my very first piece. I've kept on writing ever since. I tried, for many years (and still do!), to write mainstrem pop-songs, but was too "offstream". I wrote classical, but hey, there's no market for classical music. I had nearly given up when fellow composer, Nikolas Sideris, introduced me to game developer Dave Gilbert. Long story short: Dave hired me to write music for Blackwell Unbound. Blackwell Unbound is a game from independant game developer Wadjet Eye Games in New York, owned by Dave Gilbert. I made some pretty neat music, Dave got a big publishing deal from PlayFirst, I was invited in on the deal, I met the right people. Same old story in a new wrapping. I am so extremely grateful to be where I am today and to Dave who believed in me! :-)
.. To be continued
Anyway.. The shadows are getting long and it's getting late here in Denmark. It was fun writing my first blog-entry and not quite as frightening as I thought it would be. I'll return soon with Part II of this thrilling tale of .. eh.. me!
If anyone has anything to say, please do so. Good or bad, I look forward to reading your comments.
/Tom.
