
Me with my new birth certificate - they come with art now - neat!
A very common question to me over the last week: “Why the name change?”
If we had a FAQ, this would now be top of the list. (Not really, top of the list would be: “Why does your bass have 6 strings? Doesn’t that make it a guitar?”)
No, I didn’t add Beck to my name because I love Jeff Beck’s playing (I do). And I didn’t do it because I agree with Glenn Beck (I really really don’t).
Here, for you so curious, is the real reason, the long, self-indulgent explanation:
From Baby Simpson to Daniel Simpson to Daniel Simpson Beck
Nearly 30 years ago I was born to Rhonda and Rob Simpson. My very first name was “Baby Simpson” according to a birth card filled out at the hospital which I still have. This is because my parents thought they should get to know me before naming me. Being the 70s they were tossing around some hippy names like Peace, but common sense won out and they arrived at Daniel. I wasn’t given a middle name so my full name was simply Daniel Simpson. And it has been the same ever since. That is until it was officially changed the other week to Daniel Simpson Beck.
So, are you gonna tell me why already?
When I was four years old my parents broke up. I lived with my Mum and she decided to return to using her maiden name, Beck. I can hardly remember anything before the age of 3 or 4 so I can’t recall her ever being called Simpson. Actually I probably didn’t even know she was called anything but Mum until after I began primary school.
So, the first reason I started to think about going by Beck was that it’s the name of the primary person to bring me up. And I didn’t want to drop Simpson because my Dad also contributed to my upbringing and influenced me in very important ways. In fact, my Dad was a bassist before I was born and bought me my first Stanley Clarke album School Days (if you play bass and haven’t heard this album then stop reading and go get it, now!)
I have been thinking about changing my name for years, tossing up between Daniel Beck Simpson and Daniel Simpson Beck. I would forget about it for a while then come back to the idea, then forget about it again.
In the last few years I have undergone personal changes that have been of great importance to how I view my life and what I want to do with it. I realised again the importance of my mother in shaping who I am and decided that I really did want to reflect that in my name. Because, surely, that’s what surnames are for right? Acknowledging the huge part of you that is shaped by your family, the people who influence you the most.
Secondly, I realised that a name change can help reflect that I have changed as a person. And it can give me an identity to model as I see fit. Daniel Simpson has a whole lot of history and habits, good and bad, but Daniel Simpson Beck is brand new. He can start from scratch and build on the best that is available to him. Of course it is just a psychological trick. I’m still me, and I’m sure the new me will repeat the same mistakes the old me made, just hopefully less so. And it helps when choosing my own destiny to have a name that I have chosen too.
Also, Daniel Simpson Beck resonates well with me. It just sounds good when spoken. Daniel Beck Simpson didn’t flow when I said it out loud and luckily Daniel Simpson Beck did. Oh dear, just imagine if my mother’s maiden name was Homer? Or worse, OJ!
Finally, this name is completely unique to the Google search engine which is pretty handy for marketing purposes
So, what do you think? Do you like my new name? Do you think my reasons for changing are justified or a bit over the top?
And what would you change your name to if you so desired?
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