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I hope you are warm, safe and loved - or planning to be.
Happy Thanksgiving! I am grateful for where I am today, as confused as I am at times.
However, let us learn to love the questions as much, if not more, than the answers. It is the way to finding balance.
It is getting late, and I am so tired - we shot the cover of the album yesterday, and today was a long day, as well.
And, as promised, here is a cover of We Found Love.
So it has been a whirlwind kind of time since June, really.
We are in the process of posting the issues of Chronicles for September and October. So bear with us!
But here is the Very First One, from our trip to Chicago and Lollapalooza - Chronicles Issue #1.
You can click on it and expand it, by the way.
Designed by the inimitable Missy of i1o2fly, of course:)
So as some of you already know, I am somewhat in a "covers" phase right now. Of course that does not preclude me from writing more of my own songs - heavens forbid!:)
I guess the goal is to take some of my favorite songs by other people and re-do them - with a twist.
As well as take some other Really Unlikely Songs - what I mean by that is: songs and styles that are normally quite far from my sensibilities - and re-do them as well.
In the process I get to have fun, learn the nuts and bolts of recording/producing, and hopefully also come up with some neat - and listenable - stuff.
In the pipeline are: another Top 40 hit, a couple of classics, a 90s gem and more...
For now here is the first one - it's David Guetta & Usher's Without You. The original is quite different from this version, which is as I intended it to be.
Now, I know I have asked you this before. But, this is the time and the place to repeat yourself - I do have lists of covers suggested to me by friends and fans - if you are either one of those, or a first-time visitor to this site - please comment below and let me know which cover you really, really want me to do. Merci! xo
So in the past month... I wrote two songs, got on a plane, flew to London, played two shows, flew to Madrid, saw my mother, walked up and down cobbled streets until I was utterly exhausted, flew back to London and then flew back to Los Angeles to play another show and then wrote another two songs. And followed up by producing & recording two covers, which we will post very soon.
Insert random naps and needless stressing out in between all of the above.
And now we are preparing for the release of the record. January 24th. 2012.
Photos, packaging, ideas, more songs.
And shows.
Click HERE for info on Hotel Cafe December 1st and Cafe Du Nord in San Francisco for December 5th.
Oh - and Capitol Studios session with string quintet next month. It's for an exclusive iTunes release. To be filmed, as well. It is all acoustic, just me+piano+strings. What a treat. The footage and recordings will premiere around the same time as the record itself.
Here are some photos in no particular order - all taken by Missy of i102fly (except maybe the one of the croissant, but I could be mistaken):
before the showcase at East Village in London. It is chilly! I am wearing a jacket.
Missy designed and made this headpiece, and styled me for the performance.
She also designed and put together these beautiful shoes for me. I don't know about you, but when I perform, shoes have to match the mood. Well, ideally.
we were walking around Camden Lock, walked into a piano shop and there it was. A SIGN, a SIGN I am telling you!!
Talented Allie Friend accompanied me on acoustic bass and he had great style, as well as a ferociously focused look on his face, while performing. We made a lovely pair, all in all.
The crowd at Koko was amazing. I felt like I had come home after a long absence.
Missy and I decided that we found our new motto for the Year 2012.
The beautiful Grande Dame of Morcheeba, who I opened for at Koko.
Our hotel was right in front of the Camden Lock. The only downside was that people kept partying until 530AM right underneath our windows. And singing. And drinking. And doing some more singing. And then crying and hugging each other, saying: 'it's ok, I am here for you, baby'...anyway, you get the picture.
And the most perfect thing in the world according to Missy and Myself. Every morning, in the local Italian cafe.
So I have just been writing a looong entry, with photos and recaps of the past month, which has been quite something, and the coming month, and all that jazz.
But I got tired because I have been writing and recording non-stop for the last three days. So I gave up. The post will go up tomorrow.
Tonight is a full moon. And it's 11/11/11. What is your wish?
I wrote a song - just now. And methinks I am off to bed, because I am exhausted. Maybe I need to exhaust myself working, so I don't get anxious or grumpy. It is entirely possible.
The song just happened. I wrote it in 20 minutes. It felt like... breathing. And now I will sleep the sleep of the blessed workaholics of the world under a full moon. Goodnight.
Your Waltz
I have waited a long time
For someone like you
You are all that I asked for
But I never knew
That like so many gifts
You’re not quite what you seem
You’re a mystery’s child
You’re a beautiful dream
Do you know where you’ve come from
And where you are bound
Are you tired and thinking of settling down
Or like so many boys
It’s adventure you crave
An unbroken horizon
A road unpaved
There is something about you
That can’t be described
It’s as if all the colors
Are strangely alive
And the painter’s brush
Is a magical tool
But you cannot be captured
You’re nobody’s fool
Do you know where you’re going
I want to come too
I could be your companion
And I would be true
We could sing many songs
We would travel all night
We would sleep in the woods
And stars would be bright
When you get what you wish for
You don’t always know
If you’ll keep it forever
Or learn to let go
For the lesson is clear
But it hurts nonetheless
So you ask for forgiveness
And wish to confess
But the damage is done
And I hope for the best
When I kiss you goodnight
As I put you to rest
I have waited a long time
And I’ve been redeemed
By a mystery’s child
By a beautiful dream.
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