How Would I Know
BIO
Howard Eynon has been channelling his creative energy into what he calls The How Would I Know Show — an intimate, ever-evolving evening that’s far more than a concert.
A lifelong truth-seeker who follows his own dotted line through life, Howard weaves songs and stories drawn from decades of wild, wondrous, and often ludicrous moments. The songs serve as stepping stones, guiding listeners through a rich tapestry of ancient breathwork, Eastern philosophy, near-death experiences, cold ocean swimming, fasting, and the raw drama of being human — all held gently together by the ever-present field of unconditional love that pervades every atom, wave, and particle in the universe.
With his charismatic storytelling and distinctive 12-string guitar style, Howard brings the same psychedelic acid-folk spirit that made his 1974 cult classic So What If I’m Standing in Apricot Jam a hidden gem of Australian music. Earlier in life he appeared in films such as Mad Max and The Man from Snowy River, along with many stage productions. Now, in his later years — and fresh from overcoming mesothelioma with the help of immunotherapy, dedicated cold-water practice, and a deep trust in the body’s intelligence — he offers something even more personal and potent: a heartfelt reminder of the immense power available to us when we reconnect with that underlying frequency of love.
Every show is different. Every night feels alive. Come for the music, stay for the dharma, the drama, and the quiet laughter of recognition.
backstrokers sky
I've been backstroking for years, started in NSW where it was balmy, then Tasmania where we now swim 3 times a week at 7.30am regardless of weather. For me, these mornings have become meditations on the sky. Clouds, birdlife, even insects overhead. get visits from dolphins on special days. Thought I'd have a play at communicating the joy of it. The track "Interlude" was recorded a couple of years ago.
breathing, diving and swimming through clouds
I’ve been practicing breath-work 6 nights a week normally any time between 1 and 7am. Been doing it for about 10 years using the Wim Hoff approach with a variation. I love diving, wanted to make my lungs stronger and understood that it helps natural immunity. It also puts the body into an alkaline state for the period of the practice.
I use 3 cycles of 30 inhalation’s and added a fourth - an inhalation after 60 breaths, holding for as long as I can.
Then a fifth round same as the first ones. It’s become a habit along with early morning ocean swimming.
At the end of each breath cycle you've oxygenated the blood and don’t need to breathe for quite a while. I have one of those watches and monitor the metrics noting heart rate among other values which I can’t say I fully understand. I time my breath holds and have logged every single one of these sessions (for some reason)! I have thousands of them. If nothing else it’s given me a clear performance pattern.
Ocean swimming 3 mornings a week allows a chance to practice a bit of diving. Backstroking is my thing and a meditation in itself - like swimming through sky. Clouds are stunning displays of geometry and colour. Birds - many different types and varied wing shapes. You glide with them. Occasionally if you’re lucky a gannet dives in nearby - or a bee flies along right over your face - a dragonfly did once.
And occasionally you see one of those creatures of the deep, though fewer here in Tasmania than when we were in NSW swimming around Terrigal. Up there it’s not unusual to have a 2-3m grey nurse shark swimming rightbeside you, or large sting rays, blue gropers, wobbegongs, massive tunnels of school fish, not to forget the stingers - jimbles and bluebottles.
But every swim down here I often find myself feeling the joy of it and yelling “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” or sometimes singing an old Buddhist chant - “Om mane padme hum."
Musings on a seriously ridiculous world
Musings, breath-holds, garden ramblings, and health tips the experts forgot to mention.
Where I jot down whatever bubbles up — after a long breath-hold, a barefoot wander, or a early morning ocean swim. Stories from the show, reflections on life, the odd chicken report.
It’s not advice. It’s just what I’ve found while wending my way toward feeling good in a world that’s become very loud.
Welcome. Leave your shoes at the door.
More to come...