like gold

So I realised that the vast majority of my posts in the last few months have been about my trip to Japan, or about books that I’ve been reading, or about rather deep things. It’s like I’m kind of cycling through these three themes, so I thought I’d break it up a little with something different. Today I want to share with you the music of Years & Years.

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water under the bridge

I’m gonna take an ever so brief break from these Japan/holiday posts. I’ve already got a Tokyo-themed Thursday Doors post scheduled for this week (i.e. tomorrow), so I really do mean brief.

I really would have liked to have written and published this post on Monday night, but I suppose the universe had other plans. I ended up staying back at work until 9pm. And that was from a 7am start after no more than five hours of sleep the night before. Subtracting my lunch break, that’s a 13-hour day.

Longest. Day. Ever.

But I got through it thanks to the miracle that is coffee, and also chocolate. Oh, and the efforts of my team.

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scar

Over the last few days, this song has been drifting in and out of my head:

It’s kind of an old song – an older song – and I don’t think I’ve heard it anywhere recently, but I still like it as much now as I did back in 2004 when it was released. Perhaps it’s just one of those songs that randomly reappear out of nowhere, but maybe it was also that line, doesn’t that make you shiver, the way things could’ve gone…

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in the middle

It feels like it has been a very, very long time since I last wrote anything here. The post from last week was actually scheduled the week before, so I suppose it’s technically been about two weeks since I actually wrote anything here; and it actually does feel really weird – almost like I’ve neglected a good friend.

But I’m still here.

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beautifully tragic

One or two weeks ago, I got a song stuck in my head. Well, not so much a song, but a fragment of it; and when I say “fragment”, I mean the tiniest fragment. All I knew was that fragment – a sort of “mmm-Mm” humming sound, which I couldn’t even Google, as I would for other song lyrics – and that it was by Rudimental, as I remembered hearing it at their concert.

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right here

I just realised that it’s been just over a year since I went to my first concert to see The Script. Last year, I went to two other concerts as well: Maroon 5 and Hozier. I enjoyed each of them for different reasons, and I’m not willing to choose a favourite (but, deep down, I feel like The Script would win).

Earlier this year I was lamenting the lack of good concerts for the year ahead. To be perfectly honest, I did think at one point that maybe it was a good thing, so that I wouldn’t go to concerts, and then I could save up money for other things. I’d basically resigned myself to that dreary but probably more sensible fate when, one day, listening to the radio, I heard an ad announcing that Rudimental were coming to Australia, and that Jess Glynne would be their support act.

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