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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…
Nina Mae Harper 