Right Now

I'm listening to "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz... and I feel odd... It's hard to explain, but right now, I feel frail, and shaky, and tired, and ill and sad, and many other things like that... but I have a very big smile on my face, and I feel... happy.  I don't even know if it's happy... it's like, imagine you haven't eaten your favourite food in so long you forgot how it tasted... then all of a sudden, you try that food again, and the taste is so good you cant describe, even though it's just a little taste, not the whole thing... if that makes any sense...

Thank you.

Saxomophone!

In half an hour I had been taught how to play a 2 octave C maj scale on the sax!  One of my favourite instruments, I've always dreamed of playing the sax in an ambient, feeling track, in a room filled with reverb, and now that dream seems a little more realistic.  And the stars shine brightly tonight after a great evening in the recording studio 

Thanks a billion  :)

Feel

Why do I hurt so much, when I have all the people, who care for me and love me that do, all the people I would give my life for, do anything for and love beyond words... when I have everything in the world I could possibly ask for, so much to be happy about, so much to be greatful for, so many things taught to me from such special people, so much music, so much to live for... then why... why do I hurt so much inside?  why...

Fantasticated!

Today has been a good day.  I've felt much more like me than I have in a very long while, and some more composing to look forward to tonight.  This afternoon I spent time putting on make up and editing posy photos... why not as they say :)  In fact, here's a few to show you...

I'm currently listening to a mixture of motown, Sugababes, Elfman and laid back tunes from people like Jack Johnson.  It so nice to feel calm like I do right now.  I think this is possibly the calmest I have felt inside in a very long time.  And its a very nice feeling that I shall now hang onto. 

Have an absolutely posetutely wonderful 

Birpy Hapday :)

Back Where I Belong

Working in the studio today was so great.  to be in that room gives me a feeling I get no where else.  My favourite place in the world, with all the great company and things to find and look up at the sky and run around and punch and poke and writing the best music ever; now complete with plates and spoons...

And a very merry happy unbirthday to you, until tomorrow :)

Daffodils and Pudding

Happy Mothers Day to my mama :) xx 

Buttonz

Greater than the greatest great thing, that ever called itself great :)

That Next Place

I'm in that mood, where I feel there is so much to be said, but can't think of what to say...  But I did want to get one word into my blog tonight, and that word is, Inspiration.

Nicely Wrapped Up.

Leigh singing operatically, Paul dancing like a loon on the other side of the glass.  Me watching from the other room with gigantic headphones sliding down my head, smiling broadly.  And I wouldn't have wanted to be in any other place in the world. 

Lets Have A Vote...

Which one do you prefer? leave comments and tell me why svp!

Here's a riddle For You...

Add these things together...

Put two and two together, 

It has an angry sounding motor,

The corners of a tricorn,

Add the band together,

Plus a hero to save the day once more.

and what do you get?...

Felt Mountain

Take a listen.  It's beautiful.

These Are My Hands.

I have a freckle on my right hand (your left) that you can see.  Both hands are pretty wrinkly and lined from too much time in the concoction of water and chlorine chemicals.  My hands are much more comfortable when my fingers are curved right into my palm... hopefully that means I've got piano hands.  I've currently got a crack in the base of the bone in my left thumb.  I sometimes have bitten nails, from when I get very nervous.  The skin on my hands seems to shed once a year, it was much worse in the winter when I was swimming, I could literally pull a whole layer of skin off my palm.  The skin next to my nails peels so badly that both thumbs are scarred right down to the knuckle, and my fingers get very sore, especially in the winter.  I have very prominent veins, which is a good thing seeing as I've been into hospital so many times and countless needles and drips sticking out of them.  When I tan you can see the small needle size scars on my both my hands.  The fingers and thumb on my right hand are longer than those that make up my left hand.  I have a writer's lump on my right middle finger.  I have quite boyish, weathered looking hands.  My left hand is stronger than my right, which is odd seeing as I'm right handed.  I have a splinter in my left fore finger from my desk that I should really stop cutting up.  I have quite restless hands.  Very sensitive hands.  They bleed quite a lot.  They shake a fair bit now and then.  My right hand is always colder than my left.  Both hands go orange and purple if they get too cold.  I like holding things or keeping my hands busy.  My Teddy is the perfect size for one of my hands to hold and you can see where I hold him from where his fluff is now missing and his insides have kind of shaped themselves to my hand...  These are hands that love playing Ronald.  Hands that love to make music.  Hands that want to make things better.  These are my hands.  My very precious hands.

Sheepish