The Two Cent Pros Blog!


  1. Finding the Soul
    13 Sep, 2016
    Finding the Soul
    For a lot of people buying new stuff is always a good time. I mean, how can it not be?! You have this new bright and shiny thing that only you have ever touched! It's clean, it's sterile, it's... ... Got no soul. That is why I hate buying new! instruments anyway. Now, this is more of a personal feeling, so don't yell at me for my point of view. My reasons wont always hold up, but hear me out! I buy second hand, used and vintage stuff for a few reasons and ill explain my thoughts
  2. From Behind the Keyboard
    01 Jul, 2016
    From Behind the Keyboard
    Being in a band is an experience. As a band you get to experience a lot of things together: bright lights, hot stages, crazy employers, crude jokes, the list goes on. All these things get experienced by everybody in the band, which is how band becomes family. The other night at a gig, I was suddenly called up to the front to play tambourine. It was a completely different experience for me, seeing the bright lights and all the crowd, and not having a front line to hide behind! It got me thinking
  3. Shakin' It 101
    17 Jun, 2016
    Shakin' It 101
    Learn to shake it like a Two Cent Pro! Guaranteed to improve your energy on stage... or at least give you a laugh!
  4. Which Two Cent Professional Are You?
    20 May, 2016
    Which Two Cent Professional Are You?
    If you were a musical instrument, have you ever wondered what you would be? I have. I’m a sax player - but would I be a saxophone? I don’t really know. I think I’ve got the confidence and groove, but I feel like silver’s more my colour. So can I be a silver saxophone? If not, then what am I? A clarinet, flute? Or something completely different? I don’t know about instruments, but I do know about Two Cent Professionals. When it comes to the band, I know I’m exactly where I belong. So what about
  5. The Checklist
    24 Mar, 2016
    The Checklist
    THE CHECKLIST So this is it. You and the band finally have a gig and everyone is running about, getting their gear together, finding out where the gig is taking place, and complaining about travel time vs available alcohol consumption time. You stand there with a goofy look on your face, praying that nobody notices the fear in your eyes as you madly try to remember what it is that you need to take for this gig don't panic don't panic FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T PANIC OH GOD LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE