I don’t know what’s worse, my extremely webbed fingers or the fact that they’re bleeding everywhere during rehearsal tonight. Rock and Roll has no respect for skin.
Author Archives: SJ
This is Candy. Candy is our studio mascot. She listens quietly…
This is Candy. Candy is our studio mascot. She listens quietly whilst being strangled by decoration lights, and dances when I play the theremin. Her life is otherwise described as “living the dreamâ€.
Check her pockets before you leave.
Can’t help but chuckle.
Can’t help but chuckle.
I thought about going surfing this morning, but decided to spend…
I thought about going surfing this morning, but decided to spend some time in the studio instead. This is the board I was going to borrow from my buddy, so maybe I made the better choice. SJ
I spent the night at a friend’s house writing some new…
I spent the night at a friend’s house writing some new songs. I wish we could have recorded it. She woke up and I sang and played a new song softly on her upright piano just after sunrise while steam came off her cup of coffee in the cold morning air. Even though I had to play the song quietly because of the neighbours and the early hour, I wish I could recreate that vibe for every show.
Through this tunnel and a few miles down the road lies the seaside and some sleep.
See you soon. G’night.
SJ
My studio is in a dungeon, a dark scary dungeon where melancholy…
My studio is in a dungeon, a dark scary dungeon where melancholy mid-tempo songs and cries for help go unheard.
This fallen glow stick pointed our way to joy and salvation for…
This fallen glow stick pointed our way to joy and salvation for the evening. I’m sure it’s now laying in the morning sunshine like another piece of random trash and debris in the gutter, it’s power to glow shamed by the Sun. I hope it hasn’t been swept out to sea and turned into a dolphin piercing. Dolphin raves go on for weeks. Sleep now maybe. G’night.