happy day of the dead to you all. the time stamping blogs are all done for this tour, nothing but real time blogs from now on. so no podcasts or photos, just attempts at pithy observations. i was shocked to have someone at the 12bar last night address me as “darlingen”, proving that people are actually reading this and my new language of ‘germglish’ is taking off (see below). oh the power!
a sweet if quiet show in london last night. hard to compete with the chance to dress up as monsters and sexy ladies…but thanks to the woman who brought me a pumpkin, and to the small but dedicated crowd. and people really seem to love the soaplands song. you have my husband to thank, as he forces me to keep it on the set list. it has grown on me definitely, and like all the new stuff i’m itching to get into the studio and demonstrate all the sounds that accompany me in my head.
i did in fact make it to the imperial war museum, which used to be the hospital of bethlehem. a formidable place, full of dark and heavy things. i and my brother-in-law and nephew went through the holocaust exhibit, which was sobering of course. i prefer the holocaust museum in berlin, which manages to be inspiring in its honesty and daring and beauty. the acknowledgement of so many specific jewish people, the fearful elegance of the monument….they achieve a solemnity that doesn’t rely on bloody details.
day of the dead indeed. i didn’t intend to stray into war remembrances. and so now i saunter off into the sunlight. i’ll make a play for the tate. til next, dearlings. Continue reading a sunny day in london town