Thanks to a new Aussie buddy, I saw the lovely Angus & Julia Stone play at ABC on Tuesday night. As geeky as it sounds, as much as anything else I loved the lighting design for their show… it was incredible. Quite possibly the best I’ve seen yet in fact.
Here’s my favourite of their tracks…
I forget far too quickly how much I love live music. It makes me so happy. I really need to go to gigs more frequently.
Last night I saw the lovely Brooke Fraser at Oran Mor. I gotta say, I like her albums, but I’ve never been blown away by them. It’s a totally different experience live…. she was phenomenal. I don’t know if its just because she puts so much emotion and energy into a performance, but it sounded 20 times better live… I highly recommend you catch her gig if she’s playing anywhere nearby.
Who’s at fault is not important
Good intentions lie dormant
And we’re all to blame
While apathy acts like an ally
My enemy and I are one and the same
Managed to get out to a little local gig last week, first one I’ve been at in quite some time. I easily forget how much I love those kind of gigs… crammed room, lots of little local bands, great music!
Discovered this little gem: Julia and the Doogans.
And if you’re not convinced, download some of their lovely free music & be convinced.
Got to hear one of my favourite bands play last night at King Tut’s in Glasgow, NEEDTOBREATHE. At the end of the gig, they played one last song all acoustic… got off the stage and walked right over in front of me, where they promptly stood/sat down & played.
So close, in fact, that the drummer bashed me a time or two with his tambourine.
It was a beautiful thing. Music to heal the soul.
Here’s a little video I shot on my phone – you can’t see much as there were (obviously) no stage lights, but the sound still comes out…
I’ve had that phrase stuck in my head for weeks now. Someone who inspires me wrote it well over a year ago. I just keep circling back to it, again and again, whatever else is going on.
A song on the radio. A fleeting moment with a friend. An article in a paper. A film.
It’s crap unless it moves you.
There’s this song that’s been stuck on repeat for the last few weeks, much like that phrase. It’s by a beautiful band called The Autumn Film (and if you haven’t heard them yet, you should check them out). It moves me in ways that a song has not done in a long time. The melody, the chord progression, the lyrics… they move me to my knees, they move me to tears. They break me and mend me in ways “church music” rarely does.
Inner walls are tumbling down, feel it crumble
theres nothing left to tear down, theres only gravel
i’m breaking now, i’m breaking downdon’t give up on me now
this can all be mended
we can iron this out
it can all be mended
when youre tearing at the seems
it can all be mended
Keep fighting for your story. Some days it’ll be light and you’ll laugh easily among friends. Other days it’ll be all you’ve got to get out of bed and face the world again. Heavy and light.
It’s crap unless it moves you, crap unless it connects with your story, meets you in your pain, reminds you of your dreams, reminds you what’s possible.
Don’t give up on me now, this can all be mended.
This album is so good for my soul.
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