It may sound ironic for me to say this as a Writer, however I truly believe that the best things in life extend beyond language. Music remains one of my greatest inspirations. Brilliant music takes me to a place past words. It sends tones into the pit of my stomach that somehow stir me and make me want to express that feeling that is simply inexplicable.
I’ve lived in Australia for eight years. I’ve seen a lot of bands. I’ve heard about Melbourne’s pools of talent. I’ve experienced some great live acts.
It’s 2.30 in the morning Melbourne time… FRIDAY THE 13TH! Not that I’m superstitious, but I do reckon the cult’s a bit spooky. So watch out for werewolves! Unless that’s your thing… in which instance why wait for Friday the 13th?
A piece from the spookiest band in Australia! Meet Graveyard Train (and yes, that is a mummy riding shoulders in the crowd…)
I saw them last Friday at HiFi and they’re presently touring the EAST COAST. Get there!
Writing, words, and thinking have my sleeping patterns dipping and rising, circling left. This week, in fact, has been a somewhat dreamy walk where there were days and nights, sunshine and rain, laughter, silence…etc.
I go through periods of fierce introspection that sometimes frustrate people that don’t know me very well. And trust me blog family, I’m not a very easy person to know.
introspection | intr spek sh n| noun
the examination or observation of one’s own mental and emotional processes : quiet introspection can be extremely valuable.
On the plus side, I’m writing a lot. I’m sick of not having a book-book out. My poetry volumes are great for people who actually care about that side of my work, but I’m happy to whack out a best seller and get on with it already.
Considering that a vast collection of my pieces fall into the ‘dark’ category, people are often surprised when they meet me in person. I like writing dark and living light.
A very good friend of mine actually emailed me the other day after reading some of my new work to make sure I was ok. Sometimes I don’t even realize how hard my words can hit… I think that’s kind of hot.
The irony is that I’m actually a magical green fairy floating around, love spreading. Sure we all wear a few hats in our daily roles – but that’s my main one. I’ve accepted that I can’t change the entire world, but I can make someone’s day. I make a point to do that every day, brighten a life… bring out a smile. Continue reading
FollowMeToNYC is a creative processing ground which expresses individual ideas that often change with the tides. Naturally, these ideas do not reflect those of any of my employers, or anyone else you might see me wandering down the street with one day.