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Christmas wishes and footie pics

Hello there everybody – thought I’d share with you some candid pics (and 2 amateur video excerpts) from the Remembrance soccer game in which I recently played.  It was a special day.  Just before the match, all of the players stood in a circle and I was asked (as were a few of the other players) and honored to read an excerpt from a poem written by England’s Poet Laureate about the First World War armistice, followed by us all observing a minute of silence in memory of the fallen.  My grandfather, Arthur Richard Page, had fought in the trenches during WWI and eventually lost both of his legs from gangrene due to “trench foot” – commonly contracted then from standing for long hours in water-soaked trenches.  So, the game held special meaning for me remembering my grandfather, who, incidentally, shared the same birthday as me.  It was a 4-4 draw, which was a perfect result – a contest keenly fought with great (albeit competitive) bonhomie.

I’d also like to take this opportunity to wish you all happy holidays and a happy new year.  Thank you for your solid support and friendship.  I hope to have a new album out in 2015 (fingers crossed!) – that’s my goal!!  So, once again, let me wish you all a healthy, happy and peaceful holiday season.

Cheers, Martin.



Reading the poem and observing a moment of silence before the game.


Page with opposing team's Goalie after game - photo-bombed by Jim Piddock, British comedic actor

Page with opposing team’s Goalie after game – photo-bombed by Jim Piddock, British comedic actor






With Barry Venison, former English International, at end of game





12.12.14 – Football unites Business, Hollywood and Royalty in remembrance

Originally posted by Dan Rutstein on 12.10.2014. Click here for the original article.

Figures from the US and British creative scene, Business, Hollywood and Royalty came together to play football, and to remember

Only in Los Angeles would you get a former Gladiator, a TV presenter, actors and musicians on the same football pitch as venture capitalists, bankers, tax advisors and a member of the Royal Family.

But that’s what happened here on a special day that saw football bring this disparate group together to commemorate the centenary of the Christmas Truce.

With at least half a dozen of the players losing a grandparent, or great uncle in the First World War, it was poignant to be gathering on the other side of the world to pay our respects.

On a day Prince William, the president of the Football Association who are spearheading the Football Remembers campaign, touched down on the East Coast, we gathered together on the West Coast.

Our match, which began with a reading of excerpts of the Poet Laureate’s Christmas Truce poem, was a chance for a BAFTA-backed team to join the business and diplomatic community in remembering those that fell and the power of football to unite.

The story of the Christmas Truce, thanks to matches like these and the campaign more widely, is now being told and retold to a wider audience.

The message of peace and goodwill that was generated when the warring sides left their trenches for carol singing, football matches and to trade gifts not bullets is a valuable lesson in history.


Embassies and consulates around the globe have organised events – football matches and educational seminars – to promote these messages of unity and goodwill, and of remembrance.

We did it in California by having a BAFTA/Hollywood team take on businessmen.

The game ended 4-4, giving former England international, and now California resident, Barry Venison plenty of choice from which to select his goal of the match.

Normally I spend my time working with exporters to the US and with American investors in the UK.

And I use my blogs to write about this.

And as, technically, BAFTA are involved with creative exports and the tax advisor on my team advises potential investors in the UK, I think this still qualifies.

Sport is many things to many people but today it brought a cross-section of LA society together to remember something important. Our small contribution to a global message of unity and of commemoration.


To view a poignant reenactment of what happened that extraordinary day in 1914, view the video below:


11/20/2009 – The Beautiful Game

Aahh – the beautiful game – known to most of us Brits as “football” and to most Americans as “soccer”.  To me, it is most certainly “the beautiful game”!  As early as I can remember, I have had a passion for the sport.  At the age of 16, I represented my home city and county (Southampton and Hampshire) back in England, at schoolboy level – having become the captain of both sides.  I was also selected to play for the South of England schoolboy team, and it seemed that my dream of becoming a professional player was about to come true when Southampton Football Club signed me as a youth player and apprentice.  I was being groomed to become a full professional, and during this time with “The Saints” (Southampton F.C.’s nickname), I found myself training with such international legends as Terry Paine, Ron Davies and Mike Channon.  These were my boyhood heroes whom I had watched from the terraces of Southampton’s famous stadium, “The Dell”.  The manager of The Saints during my time there was Lawrie McMenemy, renowned for leading the team to F.A. Cup glory in 1976.  It was he and ex-Saints “Hardman” defender, John McGrath, who signed me; I have fond memories of McMenemy calling me “Big Man” during training sessions.

Southampton’s unique stadium, The Dell, was a wonderfully compact ground.  The spectators were located very near the field of play, which made for a very intense atmosphere.  During my days playing for the youth team, I was fortunate enough to score 2 goals at each end of that famous stadium, one with my head, and the other with my feet.  These are memories that I cherish.  This period in my early life was an exciting and magical time.

Alas, it was not to be that I would go all the way and make it as a professional player.  After about 4 years of playing for The Saints Youth Team, I found that my heart’s desire and passion were being diverted towards music.  Of course, there was no guarantee back then that I would have made the grade, and my performances on the field were beginning to suffer due to my increasing interest in pursuing a career as a musician.  I have never regretted letting go of my boyhood aspirations – it was the right decision to move on, as music spoke to me in my late teens in a much deeper and more significant way.

This brings me up to the present day and the improbable, unlikely fact that I am still getting my kicks (no pun intended) playing football today – and enjoying it immensely – in and around the Los Angeles area, where I now live.  I have been able to hook up with a vibrant community of other “footie” fanatics who play semi-competitive games at least twice a week.  I regularly turn out for two teams – the first going under the appropriately given name of “The Geezas” – largely comprised of a motley crew of expatriate Brits.  The Geezas contain three of my dearest friends who, like me, make their living in the entertainment industry.  These mates are Bobby Summerfield (music composer, producer and sound designer), Eddie Sanderson (professional fine photographer) and Jim Piddock (actor, writer and producer).  The other team that generously allows me to kick a ball around with them is BAFTA LA (British Academy of Film and Television Arts).  I was invited to play for the team by Julian Stone (theatre and film actor, writer, producer), who runs and organizes the BAFTA LA squad.   The BAFTA side are truly a great bunch of lads who play the beautiful game with just the right blend of spirit and enthusiasm.  Often, celebrity guests join The Geezas and BAFTA for the odd game or two:  Robbie Williams, Gordon Ramsay and Rod Stewart, to name but a few.  Needless to say, I have made some exceptional friends within these two teams.

In finishing, my mind jumps back to 1966 when, as a boy, I was glued to the TV set watching England win the World Cup.  Now I look forward with great hope and expectation that England achieves the same success in 2010 in South Africa.  Aahh – the beautiful game – long may it entertain, excite and inspire us!




– Martin


“… man is made God’s play thing, and that is the best part of him.  Therefore every man and woman should live life accordingly, and play the noblest games … What, then, is the right way of living?  Life must be lived as play …”


– Plato, Laws.

Martin Playing for Bafta







6/16/2007 – Podcasts, Soccer and Bloody Noses

Hello again, all.  Well, a few weeks ago, we held the one-year anniversary show of the Podcast in which I am regularly involved – that being  The show was recorded in front of a live audience of friends and followers, and was, by all accounts, a great success.  The Podcast (organized by my good friend of many years, Mike Rodriguez) brings together myself and three other resident music pros and a guest speaker, to talk — to discuss, comment and debate the state of today’s music technology.  I am the token songwriter amongst the technical heavyweights.  I am told I’m there to add my penny’s worth regarding the songwriter’s perspective in this age of the digital revolution.  Check out the Audionowcast website and the Audionowcast Myspace page (  We have completed a year’s-worth of shows talking about a wide range of subjects, and believe me, the shows are not just about technology, and they contain a great deal of humour and irreverence.  Check it out (it can be found on iTunes as well).

In my spare time, I’ve been indulging in one of my other passions besides music – soccer (“football” to us Brits).  When I was a lad, I was signed as an apprentice to Southampton Football Club (“The Saints”), and all I wanted and hoped to be was a professional player some day.  Alas, that was not to be, and music eventually came along to steal my heart.  As a 16-year-old, I represented my city, my county (Hampshire) and the South of England, as a schoolboy player – and the passion for the game has remained with me ever since.  I regularly still play games with ex patroits, x-professionals, and friends on the weekends in the Los Angeles area.  I’m lucky enough to join Robbie Williams (whom you may also know as a soccer fanatic) for games on his very own soccer pitch!  Robbie has been a very gracious host on and off the field of play, and is a gifted player with an educated left foot!

I often get asked to play in celebrity games, and just recently I played a charity game for the Hollywood Allstars team.  It was great fun playing with friends from the Entertainment Industry for a good cause.  The Hollywood Allstars regularly features celebrities like Vinnie Jones, Steve Jones (Sex Pistols), Rod Stewart and Gary Richards (Fox Sports T.V. commentator).  I was enjoying this particular game in which I was involved (beautiful day, good crowd, party atmosphere), until, in a goal-mouth scramble for a highball in the penalty box, my nose was punched and smashed by MY OWN GOALKEEPER!  (As a defender, I have had my nose broken many times in the past – so I’m used to it).  As a result of this clash, I am told, my nose was pushed back into a straight position!!!!  Unfortunately, I had to retire from the match because of the nose bleed I had acquired, but at least I have a reasonably straight nose again – o lucky me.  Only a week earlier, I was nursing a black eye for my troubles on the field….. I suppose I must learn not to be quite so competitive on the pitch these days.

Before I sign off, I’d like to continue the trend of telling you about the books I’m enjoying at this time:-  “The Friendship — Wordsworth and Coleridge” by Adam Sisman – a study of the relationship between these two great writers; “Solitude – A Return To The Self” by Anthony Storr – a profound exploration of solitude and its role in the lives of creative individuals; and “Here, There and Everywhere” by Geoff Emerick and Howard Massey – the inside story by the innovative engineer who recorded The Beatles’ greatest albums.

Well, there we are – thanks for the indulgence.  Until next time, live lightly on the Earth.

— Martin

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