‘30 somethings in 30 days’
Day 25 -
My first of the ‘away’ posts, I have arrived at my friend’s beach house in Lorne, after spending the day at another friend’s BBQ that was on the way. I am fed and beered and not much feeling like making music. My husband and our friends are preparing dinner while I steal away for a short while to play guitar, write my journal entry and then call it a public holiday on music day for the most part. I can hear them all talking and laughing amongst the clink of plates and the sound of a knife repeatedly hitting the chopping board. It sounds like fun.
My songs sound like songs. Three in particular. I am made aware of this by being slightly self-conscious of the sounds I am emitting through the bedroom door. My playing is all stops and starts, as my motor skills have suffered a little from the days events, but I can hear these songs being performed on stage. It’s a good feeling.
At the beginning of the year these songs didn’t exist!
Tomorrow, I’ll find a little quiet space to be noisy.
Until then,
Ang x
