Letter to Sanity

My dear Sanity, Please don’t be offended that it has taken me so long to contact you. It really has been too long since we last spoke, but with every passing moment it seemed harder to reach you. Now that I’ve finally scraped up the courage to write this letter, I want to be perfectly … More Letter to Sanity

all for love?

Maybe he never realised, but he really loved her. Especially on Mondays. Mondays were spent on the verge of madness. In between kittens and cakes, singing songs about rainbows and reindeers, watching films about movies and madmen… she never made any sense at all, but somehow it was just right.  Every time the phone rang she would … More all for love?

sein oder…. SEIN?

Und da war sie wieder, die Angst vor dem Vergessen, die Angst vor dem Schweigen, die Angst vor dem Älter werden… “Wer bist du schon?,” fragte die Stimme? “Ich weiß es nicht.” antwortete sie. “Ich weiß nicht wo ich hinwill. Und ob das alles überhaupt was nützt. Und ich habe Angst vor dem Sterben. Angst … More sein oder…. SEIN?

beep beep bop?

things are moving on and rolling rolling rolling… This is just a very quick beep sign of life to prepare you guys for the launch of my amazing artist website! coming…well, soon! 🙂 but it’s definitely great fun working on this and trying to find out how to best design it, fill it with content, and then … More beep beep bop?

layers of silence

“a brief silence, like an indrawn breath” (Sylvia Plath) “heavy silence, like a fallen cake” (Raymond Chandler) “Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?” (Lawrence Durrell, Justine) SILENCE; n. /ˈsʌɪləns/: – the absence of sound; stillness – the condition or quality of being or keeping still and silent – the … More layers of silence

…in his image?

“Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.” Once I loved you like a child Once I watched my heart grow old Once I let my thoughts run wild my heart was made of gold When I left my mother dear When I left my father mild nothing else was left to fear I loved you like a child I didn’t love them quite enough to live their life instead of mine … More …in his image?

a new journey…

Well, good morning my dear blog, we haven’t talked in a while! 🙂 I just wanted to let you know about a new project I’m working on. Over the next few weeks I will be writing 12 new songs that will then be compiled into a concept album. The concept? Well, you may or may … More a new journey…