I bought the Jaime xx album We're New Here on which he remixes the whole of Gil Scott-Heron's I'm New Here album. I bought it as a slight recommendation for my brother for Christmas as I'd heard a lot of the tracks but I did also fancy having a sneaky copy of it on my laptop - this I know would not offend my brother, it's tradition, he buys a CD for me, and has listened to it at least twenty times before it reaches my CD player and visa versus.

So anyway as I was saying... yeah, I haven't been able to stop listening to the whole thing, and I'm deadly eager to buy the actual I'm New Here album, Gil's voice is a modest classic type, who am I to describe but that's how it hits me. The combination of Jaime's tricks which touch upon sounds that take me back to Dizzy Rascal's Boy In The Corner, back almost ten years, to that British garage sound which I sorely miss delving into.

That's enough drivel, my darling nephew has come to say hello.



Music: Gil Scott-Heron My Cloud

Lucy Rose - driving home for christmas

things are looking up

my best friend has decided their moving to live just down the road

my other friends are thinking maybe they'll stick around after uni if everyone wants to give the band a go

i hate counting chickens, it's always a bit risky, but these things have me excited.

valentines day next year will be spent in the love capital, quite ironically with female friends, but friends are love, they are so much more than those people you fall for, this is starting to sound slightly like lines off of a popular 'chick flick', but it's true.

friends understand you, they take time to, they tread carefully where feelings are concerned, in times of pure grey they can make it all worth something, knowing these friends are there can be the inspiration people need to achieve goals, fight battles, step down from things, and live.


over and out

flipper & ette

hands
smaller than my big toes
family replica of the female nose

smiles peeping through crying
its so new this world, but look at you, you're trying

light so bright, keep your eyes closed I might
just take you home, for all knows I don't want to go, no

a bond is created It's going to show
from north to south
times to come
i
just 
know

your more aware eyes and animal like cries 
ill hold them to my chest 

wherever 
i 
go

yesterday he was telling me how important it is not to want to be famous "you'd just get people with camera's around you all the time."

standing next to waves punishing the fronts of rocks
I'm reminded of the fragility of our existence,
look at those riders out in the sea
so much courage
much more than me

my nephew says he wants their autographs I can see what he means.

Listening to Sinatra is like watching a Romantic Comedy without the picture

I don't know what I'm listening to now, it's on that radio station that parent's listen to.. in the day time it would be painful listening but sitting in my room with a candle and steamy cup of chai, the voice of this lady singing is enough to melt creases from an ice-queens face.

It's midnight, I only got up at midday so the whole balance between time and tasks to complete has shifted like a massive piece of earth.

got your message
just feeling a bit shit
plenty to keep me busy
just not keeping busy
what about it

Okay so after the news the radio presenter left and a new one came on - as much as I love Pulp, It's kinda ruined my idealistic view I had of sitting here doing some typing and thinking maybe I'd get something out of it...

Change the station
This doesn't fit anymore

Change the record
Is it worth the stand anymore

Change the sheets
Get up, get out the door

Change is good
Need to change it, change some more.

On second thoughts
I'll probably just listen to Frank and stay up 'til four.

old notes

Dear Friend, 

Since I last wrote I have jouneyed through a range of emotions. Beginning I think maybe with a feeling of attraction to this beautiful man I met about a month ago. He composed me a song for my birthday that is like nothing I've heard and is probably one of the nicest things someones done for me.

He is a thinker, he writes amazing words as well as music and just has something so kind and earnest in his aura... truth is I can't stop thinking about him when I'm doing nothing in particular, and although this is dreamy and romantic its also a bit hard to deal with. Can you give me the strength to channel this positive energy into my work.

I am so happy that I have begun singing, Sunday was very intense, I was feeling so much through singing, I began to laugh uncontrollably, I also thought I was going to cry, It was all so amazing.