"The entire world is a dreadful
collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!"
-Kate Bush.
- I can't even begin to describe my love for Kate Bush.
- I can't even begin to describe my love for Wuthering Heights! (I love Kate, for her link to WH!)
"I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped
in the flags! In every cloud, in every tree, filling the air at
night, and caught by glimpses in every object by day, I am surrounded
with her image! The most ordinary faces of men and women, my own
features, mock me with a resemblance."
- Any artists/novels you have unrequited love for?!
- I want to work in advertising. This is no secret. I scrutinise adverts on the television with more effort than I put into my degree. The love film advert had a beautiful song in the background. . . but what was it?!
-I found it. I fell in love.
- Another poorly kept secret is that I have a bit of a thing for men with beards. (fat men with beards, who usually smoke a lot, drink a lot, and get me into trouble, but that is a whole other story)
- this song has been the soundtrack to my week. When I'm wide awake at night because I'm pumped full of morphine - when all I want is the man next to me - but he is 10 miles away (so close, yet so far) and fast asleep, because he has to get up for work at 5. That's when this song comes out.
- It's rare I find songs beautiful, but this rendition is nothing short of.
-To be fair, James Vincent McMorrow (could he not have found a stage name? a shorter stage name!?) has been compared to Sufjan Stevens whom I am in love with anyway, so he never really stood much of a chance!
- His Website has a few interesting tidbits (and a show I WILL be attending as it is in the city my brother lives in, and costs 12.50?! brilliance!)
- One of my best friends from my time at University was Irish (I don't know why I said she WAS Irish - she still is!) and I can't STAND the accent - I think it's because I can't understand the damned accent! but his Irish-ness doesn't come through at all. . . and he is rivalling my love for Jim Moray on the Folk singer front (he won't beat him, try as he might)
- So it's been a while, a little too long if you ask me!
- How's everyone doing? good?
- This past month has been absoluteley crazy, so much has been going on! (and if you've ever tried to install functioning internet into a house where the nearest power supply to your phone line is up two flights of stairs - you'll feel my pain, it involved lifting up a carpet and a ridiculously LONG phone line!)
- I've moved back abroad, away from the wonder that is England! (God bless)
- I just wanted to talk about something quite serious actually, currently in my city (TINY city, but still) we have an insanely low crime rate, everybody knows everybody else and in general I have always felt quite safe here, but just recently we have had a spate of kidnappings ( I KNOW - what. the. heck?!)
- It's the sort of thing you would just knock to the back of your mind and think would never happen to you. Until it happens to your next door neighbour, then two of your best friends nearly get pulled into a car on their way home, - a BIT of police presence would be nice!
- It's actually really quite scary, because until recently I would have been more than happy to walk through the city on my own at 2am (and have done) It's not a nice feeling to feel unsafe in your own home.
