hello friends!
here are a few new posts for you to keep your bellies full. i've been writing more than the pen can handle lately and would love to get some tidbits off to all of you for the fun of it. it has been far too long...so do enjoy the new posts below.
all is well in melbourne post-tour/pre-tour. the city groove is comfy but will be short-lived as the lovely landscapes of new zealand await the april tour with april maze! the past few months have been gig-filled and fun-filled, to say the least. i do truly love this city. it is like no other. to leave it all seems like the silliest idea. but to ignore the next has a sillier ring to it, i suppose. besides, this island isn't sinking yet, is it? i can always turn this ship around...
i will leave you with these two underneath and lay me down to sleep for the night...
so much more to come...
f:)
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
it's not that i don't know it
it’s not that i don’t know it
got my shoes all tied up for it
it’s not that i’m trying to hide behind
or fade away into the next day
fill me fill me, feel me say it
i’m a brick of walls now you come spray it
Over me
it’s not that i don’t know it
crossed the fences just to mow it
it’s not that i’m trying to justify
the reasons i don’t feel i own it
pull me pull me, poll my credit
i’m the first draft now you come edit
all of me
oh, you don’t look me in the eye
when you’re talking to me
oh, how you look up at the sky
when you’re thinking about it
oh, if you’d hold me like you want to
then I’d want you, too.
it’s not that i don’t know it
wrote the words down like a poet
it’s not that i’m trying to to deny
the feelings i can’t seem to finish
tell me tell me, toil me in it
you be the end and i’ll begin it
new to me
it’s not that i don’t know it
changed the pictures just to frame it
it’s not that i’m trying to realize
through tired eyes that i’m too good for it
spoil me spoil me, spin me through it
i’m a pool of dreams now you sift through it
Carefully
f:)
got my shoes all tied up for it
it’s not that i’m trying to hide behind
or fade away into the next day
fill me fill me, feel me say it
i’m a brick of walls now you come spray it
Over me
it’s not that i don’t know it
crossed the fences just to mow it
it’s not that i’m trying to justify
the reasons i don’t feel i own it
pull me pull me, poll my credit
i’m the first draft now you come edit
all of me
oh, you don’t look me in the eye
when you’re talking to me
oh, how you look up at the sky
when you’re thinking about it
oh, if you’d hold me like you want to
then I’d want you, too.
it’s not that i don’t know it
wrote the words down like a poet
it’s not that i’m trying to to deny
the feelings i can’t seem to finish
tell me tell me, toil me in it
you be the end and i’ll begin it
new to me
it’s not that i don’t know it
changed the pictures just to frame it
it’s not that i’m trying to realize
through tired eyes that i’m too good for it
spoil me spoil me, spin me through it
i’m a pool of dreams now you sift through it
Carefully
f:)
trust
when all else fails only i’ll remain.
again and again and again and again…
right here where i’ve stood, split-lipped just the same.
i tried to shrink my heart for you.
wore it thin wore it thin wore it thin wore it thin…
but i’m weak now, so cold, out here on this limb.
i tried turning the page but it all reads the same.
who’s to blame who’s to blame who’s to blame who’s to blame…
same bloody history. i see both of our names.
where’s the harness i’ve been blessed with?
at home, far away.
it kept me still, snagged my running,
but safe, there to stay.
narrowed eyes focused lightly on the truth,
always there.
every word like a root, meant deep,
always bare.
i will trust.
because i must.
it’s the only way I can.
i will survive it.
i will deny it.
but i may have to leave again.
again and again and again and again…
right here where i’ve stood, split-lipped just the same.
i tried to shrink my heart for you.
wore it thin wore it thin wore it thin wore it thin…
but i’m weak now, so cold, out here on this limb.
i tried turning the page but it all reads the same.
who’s to blame who’s to blame who’s to blame who’s to blame…
same bloody history. i see both of our names.
where’s the harness i’ve been blessed with?
at home, far away.
it kept me still, snagged my running,
but safe, there to stay.
narrowed eyes focused lightly on the truth,
always there.
every word like a root, meant deep,
always bare.
i will trust.
because i must.
it’s the only way I can.
i will survive it.
i will deny it.
but i may have to leave again.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
new zealand tour - april 2009!!!!
hey friends!
quick little line-dropping to let you know i'll be hitting the road again in a few weeks...!
another tour takes me to new zealand, where i'll be sharing stages with the lovely duo april maze check them oot (www.aprilmaze.com)!
so keep on checkin' in...
f:)
quick little line-dropping to let you know i'll be hitting the road again in a few weeks...!
another tour takes me to new zealand, where i'll be sharing stages with the lovely duo april maze check them oot (www.aprilmaze.com)!
so keep on checkin' in...
f:)
Sunday, January 4, 2009
sweet low...
heading on down to the where the city meets the sky,
rearview mirrors holding dear where fields of lavender lie.
sounds and smirks and all things done,
wrapped up tight into another day gone.
...it's "back to melbourne", friends. see you all very soon for shows and fun :)
(more to read on the tourblog, as always - see link on right)
f:)
rearview mirrors holding dear where fields of lavender lie.
sounds and smirks and all things done,
wrapped up tight into another day gone.
...it's "back to melbourne", friends. see you all very soon for shows and fun :)
(more to read on the tourblog, as always - see link on right)
f:)
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
fit for queensland...
the final stretch....tear.
we're up in brisbane now, enjoying a little re-grouping session before the two final shows of the tour.
only two pieces left. how ironic.
the past week - post organic farm - has been a whirlwind of music, sunshine and large laughs. the lovely lady foursome, Jungal (www.myspace.com/jungal3) rolled into byron bay a little early, with plenty of time for us all to catch up since we've hit the road. our shared gig at the rails on thursday was one stop on their mini-east-coast tour, as well. it's always such a pleasure to play with friends. especially these girls. the gig was heaps of fun, as the rails always is. being the transient, exciting little town byron bay is, we made loads of very fresh friends, who made the trek down a few short streets to check us out, which was so sweet. even sweeter though, was seeing the whole crew from jasper hall (the organic farm), all suited up for the event -- and a big night out before the big drive in (to the mountains) for the next day's early start. ah, can't wait to get back there! needless to say, we made the best of our thursday in byron and jammed with some locals outside of the station until the wee hours!
friday saw us all getting our tans on at the beach, before a short trip to byron for Jungal's show with Aurora Jane (who is also very much worth checking out: www.aurorajane.com) in nimbin. oh, nimbin. this little one-street town is one of those places you really only need to stop into once...for the early afternoon. the lush greenery surrounding the place is absolutely stunning, and the storefront artwork is most definitely worth checking out....but the place itself had an incredibly sketchy tone to it. could've just been the massive drug bust that had apparently shaken it up earlier that day.....who knows!?! (either way, we'll be back...sunday, for our last gig. hahaha. well, the gig will be just oustide of nimbin in a super-cute cafe surrounded by the pretty trees, so i think we're safe).
saturday started off with a very early drive down to coffs harbor (approx. 4hrs) for the Open Arms festival, which Jungal invited us along to for their show. great festival! we had an amazing time dancing along in the mud...especially to Blue King Brown - an insanely talented bunch from melbourne, whose lyrics just spill political and social goooooooodness. check them out, tooooo! www.bluekingbrown.com
our sunday show in brisbane was great. we played at a funky little cafe/bistro called "the joynt", here in the west end...which is a super cultured little 'burb (love it. we've been hanging around these bits for the past few days and just can't get enough!). the set was long and relaxed, which just happens to be my favorite. an excellent opportunity to break out some brand new tunes (there are a few!), as well as the old dusty ones. the sound was spectacular, as well, which made it all even sweeter.
so here we are now, just about ready for the two pieces tour debrief...
i want to do it all over again!!!
...more in store...
f:)
we're up in brisbane now, enjoying a little re-grouping session before the two final shows of the tour.
only two pieces left. how ironic.
the past week - post organic farm - has been a whirlwind of music, sunshine and large laughs. the lovely lady foursome, Jungal (www.myspace.com/jungal3) rolled into byron bay a little early, with plenty of time for us all to catch up since we've hit the road. our shared gig at the rails on thursday was one stop on their mini-east-coast tour, as well. it's always such a pleasure to play with friends. especially these girls. the gig was heaps of fun, as the rails always is. being the transient, exciting little town byron bay is, we made loads of very fresh friends, who made the trek down a few short streets to check us out, which was so sweet. even sweeter though, was seeing the whole crew from jasper hall (the organic farm), all suited up for the event -- and a big night out before the big drive in (to the mountains) for the next day's early start. ah, can't wait to get back there! needless to say, we made the best of our thursday in byron and jammed with some locals outside of the station until the wee hours!
friday saw us all getting our tans on at the beach, before a short trip to byron for Jungal's show with Aurora Jane (who is also very much worth checking out: www.aurorajane.com) in nimbin. oh, nimbin. this little one-street town is one of those places you really only need to stop into once...for the early afternoon. the lush greenery surrounding the place is absolutely stunning, and the storefront artwork is most definitely worth checking out....but the place itself had an incredibly sketchy tone to it. could've just been the massive drug bust that had apparently shaken it up earlier that day.....who knows!?! (either way, we'll be back...sunday, for our last gig. hahaha. well, the gig will be just oustide of nimbin in a super-cute cafe surrounded by the pretty trees, so i think we're safe).
saturday started off with a very early drive down to coffs harbor (approx. 4hrs) for the Open Arms festival, which Jungal invited us along to for their show. great festival! we had an amazing time dancing along in the mud...especially to Blue King Brown - an insanely talented bunch from melbourne, whose lyrics just spill political and social goooooooodness. check them out, tooooo! www.bluekingbrown.com
our sunday show in brisbane was great. we played at a funky little cafe/bistro called "the joynt", here in the west end...which is a super cultured little 'burb (love it. we've been hanging around these bits for the past few days and just can't get enough!). the set was long and relaxed, which just happens to be my favorite. an excellent opportunity to break out some brand new tunes (there are a few!), as well as the old dusty ones. the sound was spectacular, as well, which made it all even sweeter.
so here we are now, just about ready for the two pieces tour debrief...
i want to do it all over again!!!
...more in store...
f:)
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
in the rough where the diamond sits...
Out in the rough where the diamond sits,
The search ends in this haven, a perfect fit.
Two handfuls of lost souls, found here under the sun,
This cycle, survival, the only one.
A carpet of trees shades us all underneath,
In the depth of the valley, where minds seep through teeth.
No thoughts unwelcome, only safe to grow strong,
In this salad of stories that go on, and on, and on.
The search ends in this haven, a perfect fit.
Two handfuls of lost souls, found here under the sun,
This cycle, survival, the only one.
A carpet of trees shades us all underneath,
In the depth of the valley, where minds seep through teeth.
No thoughts unwelcome, only safe to grow strong,
In this salad of stories that go on, and on, and on.
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