may or may not-start as a thought or an idea of someone or something, a portion of your brain that turns on to the fact you might appreciate the person/object and the interest is born. This is your head. This is the thought.
The feeling, rises up from your body. The lower portions perhaps, this is the essence of our physical being. This feeling may start to flow when thinking about person/object, or when in contact with them.
When the feeling from the lower half of your body, meets with the thinking of the top part of your body-the head, they meet in the middle- the heart. This is the birth of love.
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Saturday, 18 June 2011
Monday, 13 June 2011
Thoughts on Love
Maybe we have evolved & growing up a bit means having relationships that are more functional. But underneath I am still the same person I always was. The passion matters. Someone that knows the depths of you is not the same as someone that understands the depths of you.
Double Rainbow
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Friday, 27 May 2011
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Retuned from Seattle
And so I have lots to report, but first, here's a making of video for my Winter EP!
Tuesday, 1 March 2011
You can now download The Winter EP!
The Winter EP was released a month ago to an intimate crowd who gathered for cake, art and beautiful live music.
For those who didn't make it and are still waiting to buy the EP, you can now purchase it online & download individual tracks here - http://queenofuncool.bandcamp.com/
I'm pretty pleased with this progress. My happy fans across the world can now get my music onto their ipods without need of a postman or cd player.
And now spring is coming..time for a new dawn to rise!xx
Monday, 21 February 2011
Friday, 28 January 2011
Last night..

I walked into the pub and Waynes World was playing on the projector screen. Good start.
You came out glammed up and didn't disappoint. You all smelled and looked wonderful and delicious, and ate all the cake and bought cds and t shirts.
I wore myself thin, but managed to channel Queen of Uncool in order to perform the songs to the awesome ability you were expecting.
I really enjoyed starting with some oldies, as much as I did inviting a full band up to play the second half with me. The EP in its full glory.
There was more I wanted to say though, that I did not get the opportunity to. I wanted to tell you what the EP was about, directly, as well as in the grand scheme of things. By that point though (just before we performed 'winter') the pub had accumulated a number of stragglers (I had released the door lady to run riot with cake) who were making a level of noise loud enough to disable me from discussing such subjects with the delicacy required. So I didn't. But trust that there is enough purpose behind the concept of the EP and enough meaning in the music to sum up a few months of my life with some accuracy, and that I hope it goes on, spreads out, and heals. Then it will have achieved its purpose.
Saturday, 22 January 2011
Why we must save the physical format of MUSIC.
In a way, those people who write books, and make art (hard-to-make-ends-meet creative jobs, sometimes involving selling your dreams..) are very lucky.
People may read, or look at art on their computers, but it doesn't stop them wanting a magazine for their train journey, or to hang art on their walls at home.
Perfume, hair, food..all mediums offering creative work that people still need for physically, tangible products. But music?
Essence, mood, captured, for you.
Music is ESSENTIAL to enhance so many of these other elements; hair salons, fashion shows, high street retailers, soft candlelit dinner.. So much art & written word is inspired and indeed created while listening to music. Yet music is being overlooked. Cheapened.
Film has also suffered, but if you're watching a film you downloaded for free, those actors and actresses are going to remind you that real people made this movie happen, and you have not made your contribution to it. Music stays in some far reaching place in your mind, in your soul.
My EP.
I bought my music equipment from scratch to record. I didn't just write songs. I wrote, performed, produced, recorded, engineered, edited and promoted them, I sought other people to make their musical contributions in performance, I took time, spent money, made effort, many late nights staring at a computer screen, and though I am very glad I did it, should I have to sell these songs through an online company for 50p?
Let me say again, music is ESSENTIAL to so many other jobs, not just creative jobs, people in factories, long haul drivers, the health industry, it's therapeutic uses are widely recognised and of course it helps keep millions of bars, venues and night clubs in business, every day and night of the week.
"The fashion industry hijacked the Oscars" I heard someone say the other day. True. (And they have their hands in music's pockets too).
But now the musicians, are expected to make money from the clothing sold at gigs, from the cult of personality ("celebrity") that makes you want to attend our shows, be associated with us, and all of the merchandise that represents us.
Except the actual music.
The music now lives in your computer, in your ipod, in your HEAD.
It's true and fair to say, we do all all like to share creative ideas; books, films, clothes, music.
But it's not the labels killing the music industry.
It's you.
PS I may or may not make my music available digitally, and while I do believe in a non-eco friendly-let's-buy-the-physical-album approach to music in general, I affirm that people should be free to purchase music as a download.
I think it's great (and very "convenient") but the value of music is being lost, and while people would like to argue that labels have driven the price of music into the ground whilst focussing on artists hair, apparel, and interview skills, I think that only we, the people, can decide how much a song means to us, how much we really value music, and I know that my friends and I truly do, and my music, is worth much more than 50p, I thank you.
Sunday, 16 January 2011
Friends.
Hey,
So I was thinking about this time when I was about 10, and I was in a singing class. This new girl joined us, it was her first day. I'd offered to help her out, excited by a new face.
WE'd not been singing long, when I realised that although she was making a noise, it was constantly a semi-tone or two lower than what the rest of us were singing.
I asked her outright "Are you tone deaf?"
She got very upset and left the room, crying I think.
Thing is no one really got angry at me, cos they knew me..they knew, I meant no harm. And after that incident-she knew.
I was just being honest, just being me, and just asking, if she had an issue she knew about, that prevented her from hearing the correct pitch to sing-as obviously this would impede her progress?
I didn't mean anything by it, I was interested and concerned.
We talked and she shrugged it off. We grew to be best friends.
I've never lost this part of me. I will always be that honest. But these days when I say those things that I mean to say-that I mean no harm in saying, there's not always someone around who knows me that well, to know that what I'm saying has no malicious intent, or maybe some people take me the wrong way because they have their own issues.
Either way, I still am who I was then. A faithful friend.
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