Neal Chin

Kumquat - Neal Chin

Start writing a new tune I am currently calling Kumquat. Had one while this idea started to emerge and letting it hold a place in my heart. I love the small quiet moments of a day that flower into beauty 🍊

Love around every corner ❤️ keep on growing 🌱

Looking forward to be heading to Maryland for the first time to be part of Strathmore’s 18th Annual UkeFest!

5 Days of UkeFest Fun - Aug 8th-12th

Early bird pricing ends May 31st

Learn more and register at strathmore.org/ukefest

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When It’s Quiet - Neal Chin

“I miss you most when my mind is quiet.”

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🌸 A Blossom Fell - H. Barnes, H. Cornelius, & D. John

For the lover of ballads this is another slow burn. Paints a beautiful little vingnette of heartbreak. So if you’re looking for a slow burn of a tune, grab a cup of tea and sit with me 🍵

I love strings. Hearing beautiful movement behind a poignant melody always seem to lift me out my seat. It’s something I chased for many years. Slow and subtle. Finding deep value in the inner movement of chords and sweeping the limited range of the ‘ukulele to feel like a balanced string section. It will always be a gate to my heart ❤️

Stay beautiful friends 🫂 the world can always use a bit more love ❤️

I’ve been trying to be a bit freer with ideas and roam the countryside searching for beautiful moments instead of trying to manufacture them. There is something in that posture that takes the pressure away from personal machinations and brings a deeper presence and awareness. Things truly only happen once. Its potency left up to us.

So I hope you enjoy listening to some of the searching. All the wisdom of the world already exists. Gonna have some fun trying to find it 🎶

Excited to hit the road this weekend! Go to www.nealchin.com for more info on shows, festivals, and camps. Still adding more dates for 2026.

Off to continue the journey 🚶🏻 Walk on friends ✊

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Sometimes it’s so easy to put the cart in front of the horse. Running around and living at our limits everything seems to abstract and and our actions become rote. Isn’t it safer to objectify everything? What is not expendable and cant just be replaced?

Last night I read a letter that my Grandmother wrote years ago to an estranged member of our family. Of which she outpoured the love she had for her Grandchildren. It seemed so honest and poignant. A plea to see how lucky we are to have eachother.

I wept.
I smiled.
I laughed.

So in reflection I hope that you find what’s important to you and embrace it. Life has an interesting way of moving forward. Which makes the view looking back that much more beauitful 🌸

Stay beautiful and love hard 🥲❤️