Hello. It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted on here.
Sometime just before the summer I got into a rut which isn’t a rut. I get these periods of time where I am busy and just don’t have the inclination, time or energy to make or perform music. I do other things – live, love, go out, have fun, work, be deliberately lazy because I can, shop, sleep, watch Game Of Thrones. Problem is, I then pause and realise I haven’t been doing one of those things which I feel is a purpose in life for me – music. And then I beat myself up about it.
But this time I’ve decided not to do that. I’ve had a great summer, done loads and had lots of fun and, hey, we all got a summer didn’t we, which is a minor miracle in itself for this country.
I have been playing live so I kept connected but in the last few weeks I’ve felt that pressure, that creative constipation that won’t stop nagging at me and I felt there were signs that pointed to me having to get back to it.
I was getting into my friend’s car to go to work and I saw a cat laying by the fence alongside the car. I soon realised it was dead and it became a potent reminder of all mortality. Everything dies, nothing lasts forever, seize the day!!!
Still I didn’t get back to it!
But fittingly, in the end, it was music that begat music!
I heard Travis on the radio – new single, album to follow. Exciting, hope I like it…
I did. Like all of their best music, I liked it on the first listen, I couldn’t stop humming it on the second listen, and I’ve loved it ever since with every listen after that. Same with the other two songs they released and with the album which I’m listening to right now…
I think my music has a connection to their music in some way – the emphasis on melody and something catchy that snares the listener. Where You Stand has tingly moments all over it, and it keeps making me feel something that’s just a little elusive, that point between the notes that tugs at your heart, which you can’t quite grasp and makes you need to play the song again.
And then, this Sunday, I’m walking across Charing Cross Road with my friends and Fran Healy walks past us. Another sign!
I wanted to communicate all this to him but, of course, he was just another person walking down the street and very quickly gone. Still, I felt the burning again – I realised I wanted people to feel about my music how I felt about Fran’s. And that ain’t gonna happen without getting back to it!
I wrote my first songs of the summer a couple of weeks ago and they’re good and last night I started recording Without Words, a song that gets asked after wherever I play it. So I’m back in the game, and it feels gooooood! 🙂