things

stories

Telling stories.

It's so important.
There's something so simple and so powerful at the same time about telling stories.
About deciding to share that little part of you or share that little bit of imagination, or fact, or whatever with someone else.
Deciding they are worth your special story, or deciding you like them enough to really tell them a story.
Or finding someone who respects you enough to really listen to your story.
So simple it's just crazy, so basic.
But in this basic-ness there's just something absolutely magical.
I don't trust people who underestimate telling stories, or listening to stories.
And I don't only mean fairytales. I mean, what happened to you yesterday, or something your little brother once did, or something your grandfather told you, or something you read, or some lyrics to your favourite song.
This sort of sharing, all of this, is storytelling.

And it is important.
I think that's why I like blogging. It doesn't have a word-limit, and I can just tell my stories.
And sometimes the stories are so good I have to re-tell them to my friends in person, message them, or anything. It's the easiest way of sharing and the easiest way to really get under someone's skin. Sharing your stories.
Your adventures
Your likes, and dislikes
Your favourite animals and colours
Your patterns and structures
Your dreams and schemes

Share.
It is scary but it makes life so much more fun. So much more excitement to find someone who is into the exact same dried autumnal leaf shape. Or like, someone who pairs their socks the same way. Or changes octaves when singing along to a song exactly when you do. Or someone who has the same favourite Monet. Or someone who folds their linen the same. Or someone who holds their fork the same way. Or someone who has the same dreams. Or laughs the same way.

Tell stories, because we base ourselves in this context. The giving storytellers give a little bit of themselves to each story and really root and ground themselves. It's nice to belong to stories because they can't shift and change. If you tell them, they are the way they are. The next one will be different.

So therefore.
Tell
dem
stories
M.

hello, hat

I am now the proud owner of a summery trilby.

I have already decided this is going to vastly improve my life.

I got a good concert offer today, for the 1st of August, but I'll be on holiday, in Croatia. And I mean, it's a good offer (if we consider all things future perspective related). 

Now then.
The thing is.
I work too hard. Not necessarily even work too hard, but I think about work, too hard. I know it's not really the "right thing to say", because working hard is the one and only way and blah blah blah. But surely life is not really about working yourself sick but actually having a good time with the whole being alive thing and everything.

So now I'm struggling. I would love to be around for this gig, which is fine. But to feel like I've made a mistake going on holiday and I should just be free at all times, by default, just in case something pops up?
Now that's just sick.

So my project now is to stop this utter stupidity. If this would be someone I know, a friend person, I know what I would say. I'd say - ... (I'm really trying here)- You deserve a holiday, you have worked hard, in fact you have done NOTHING apart from working in July. So it's about time you have a holiday, because the next season is about to begin. And if you got this offer now, another one will follow. You don't know when, but it will. Just give them your availabilities - which I did - and it will go from there. The fact that you're a singer won't change. So the fact that you'll be on holiday instead of working on the 1st of August will not change a thing. You will miss ONE opportunity, which does not equal your career or anything else.
It's great I like what I do and I'd like to do more of it, but I think I should SHUT IT. And have a good time with my frikkin trilby.

Tra-la-la.M.

Got this off Martin Saar's Twitter.