i miss my melbourne home. at the end of my bed is a vocal booth, and on the walls of the vocal booth are fairy lights. on the walls around my giant bed, home to an all-enveloping blanket, are pictures of new york, mexican beaches, new zealand, places ive been and loved. there are small buddhist reminders, paper rainbow prayer flags, a picture of the dalai lama, a picture of meeting him, artists. above the fire place are four framed prints of japan in different seasons. i cant wait to go. i am thinking of finishing my back tattoo there next year in spring when the cherry blossoms take over the street side.
i have just finished an enormous international tour with blue king brown. i saw amazing views of the world, met beautiful people that are too hard to describe. i succumb to the feeling in my chest, that only there, is the true understanding of what those places and people mean to me. there were awful times too, a lot of discomfort, impatience, loneliness, lasting hunger, sleepless weeks. i sat cramped in a van for way too long, and now have a numb leg that doesnt seem to ever feel right, unless im walking. apparently sitting for too long is unhealthy, and sends different chemicals through your body. id like not to have to work in an office again, knowing that.
i have been walking alot, all around london, with a good old friend of mine. i have been discovering new things about london that i love, old things that i loved, and reasons to come back. sweden had an unforeseen impact on me. i met a girl that i felt like i knew instantly. we didnt speak much though, bizarre, and then just like that, we were gone. good company is the greatest thing, isnt it? the country is breathtakingly beautiful. switzerland too. and i think i could live in berlin for 5 minutes. 5 minutes is a long time, lately. id also like to go back to amsterdam for a cafe pub holiday.
i went to pride, in brighton, which was so inspiring to see so many gay people having a ball and just totally feeling free publicly. 1000's of people! i always get a bit teary when i see PFLAG, and also the police in the parade and the fire fighters and ambos.. i know what a sook! but it tugs my heart strings. like, its brilliant to see all the colourful queers and rainbow people, glitter, wigs, fun, fake eyelashes, sequins etc.. and all those iconic gay images. but its also so re-affirming to see pride on the faces of people in their uniforms, government authorities, to see that they are heavily involved in running the world, and serving the community. of course we knooow this, but to see it, all at once, is awesome.
i have the album on the horizon. its been on my horizon for a looong time, but now i can actually see it, and its in my reach. plutonic is doing an amazing job in production land, and if you've ever produced tracks with old instruments and new sounds, and some solid gold collaboration, you'll know how exciting this feels right now. to make something! to love it. they dont often come together, but this time i like the landscape around it. im proud of it and i cant wait for you to hear it.
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