Author: Nina Mae Harper
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A very hot day, live radio and a very famous Valencian TV Star
The day before my album presentation, on 29 May, I found myself sitting in a huge Á Punt radio studio in Valencia, headphones on, guitar beside me, about to be interviewed live on air. It was 40 degrees outside. I had picked up my mum on the way to the studio, and somewhere between the…
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A Long Time Coming: From the Ruins to a New Beginning
What happens when you finally decide to leave the ruins of your old life behind? That is the story at the heart of my new videoclip for “A Long Time Coming,” the title track from my debut album. The song is about reaching a turning point; that moment when you realise that, whatever has happened…
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My producer and why he needs a medal
Today I want to do a shout out to my Portuguese producer Helder Borges Santos with whom I started working exactly a year ago. We just finished our tenth song yesterday! The album is nearing completion! Now I heard about the Portuguese, and how humble and quiet they can be (as supposed to the Valencians…
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Rooted, Rising, and Recording: My 2025
2025 has been an incredible year. Not only did I launch my new project under the name Nina Mae Harper, but I also recorded eight songs and played thirteen live shows. If 2026 is anything like this past year, I’m more than ready for it. Earlier this year, I said goodbye to my friends in…
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Country-americana in Spain. Does anyone listen?
I write all of my own songs, and many are very personal. I write about relationships, everyday life, my journeys across countries, hardship, struggles and the fact that, at 46, and have gathered a few life enhancing experiences that form a great source of inspiration. I write my songs in English, and oftentimes, they end…
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What happened in 1999?
Not everyone knows that I have been in bands all of my adult life. I started at 17, singing in a curious and rather rickety combo at the local music school in the provincial Dutch town of Emmen, with a drummer who couldn’t keep time, and a 7-year old girl on bass guitar. We played rock covers. I soon grew out of…
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No longer a girl
El inicio de una canción… Una balada? Country? Blues? Palabras que salieron en un caluroso día de agosto. The start of a song. A balad? Country? Blues? Words that emerged on a hot day in August. “No longer a girl” I was 27 yesterdaybut my body tells me otherwisemy face shows the years that I…
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Where do you belong?
I emigrated twice. Married someone from another country. I speak three languages daily. My sons are bilingual but they don’t speak their mother’s tongue. I feel at home but this is not my home. I go home but it is no longer my home. Belonging somewhere becomes an impossible quest. Roots were pulled, stretching across…
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