night

Hey, guys!

I'm still up and it's nearly 3:30.

Mum came back from seeing Santa with my nephew and was giving me all the Lapland news.

It's nearly time for my next tour, we kick off on Friday and have 6 dates.

We're not rehearsing in the capital so tomorrow I leave for Tartu, which is in southern Estonia.

We have a pianist rehearsal tomorrow and then two orchestra rehearsals on Thursday. So sweet!

I haven't done anything with a big orchestra in so long, so I'm super psyched for this.

It's got some tricky bits in the program but let's do it!!

Tomorrow before we leave for Tartu, I need to pack, print all the lyrics, stick some crap in the washing machine, ring my hair dresser and eat lots of pasta, just for banter really.

For now, I'm trying to get sleepy.

Adrenaline overhaul.

Peace and love, darlings.

Be safe.

Yours truly.

M.

few days

These past few days have gone by super fast.

Last few gigs done, they've gone super well to carry on our amazing streak and we are almost done now.
One last one to go tomorrow.

And I'm currently in bed with Spanish.
Watching Gordon and drinking tea.
Me, Spanish and The Cat.

I'm so ready to go to Finland and see A. in her summer house.
Just sauna and reading and rowing and drinking tea and swimming and sunning or not, whatever.
So ready for this.
I want some things done beginning of the week, not later than Wednesday - some more, some less practical.
Brother's birthday, I absolutely will go for a massage (my body is so so tired, the touring takes it's toll eventually), sort out my e-mails, sort through my clothes (Spanish and I wanna go for this humongous clothes sale), then take a lot of paper and writing utensils with me and go to Finland. To write, and sketch, and think all the thoughts and write down all the ideas.
Good.

This is such an amazing development from last year.
Vocally, physically, and for me most importantly - psychologically.
By the end of the tour last year I was such a mess, all over.
A. came to visit and she was literally like, calm down, now.
This year has been so enjoyable, and I'm really sad this tour is almost done now.
So awesome, being able to measure development.

Over and out for tonight.

With love.
M.

Last week in visuals

Down South.

I decided to pick some blueberries in preparation for the breakfast next day.

Our gig on one of the islands. Obviously an actual storm hit when we arrived.
Everything tried to fly away, from the music, to the music stands, to like, the sound stuff.
It was super. My inner storm wolf was pleased.

Beach attire. We stayed at my auntie's house, which is next to this lake.
Needless to say, I spent every minute I had to spare there.

The pianist dude we're driving around with said the other day that we've passed the 4000km mark.
Happy July!

We gigged at this manor house as well.
And the owner is a super cool man.
Best idea in the world - hammocks all around the place.

My auntie's house.

a lonely life

First of all, hello, all!
I'm back from "the South".
3 gigs later, I'm back.

They all went supremely well.
3 PACKED churches.
I'm so grateful, I truly am.
So the only thing to do is to stay super thankful, humble and work my balls off.

But I just have to say - it is a lonely life.
The guys I'm doing it with have wives and families and stuff.
I come home to the cat.
Love the cat as I do, but y'know..
It's just.
I'm not saying I want a family like tomorrow.
All I am saying is - touring gets sad, because I want to come home and SHARE this stuff you know?
With someone who cares about my existence.

AND I'm not moaning out of thin air - it is such a sharp contrast.
Having a fulll hall, with people literally loving what we're doing, or what I'm doing. You can see the emotion, we feel it and they feel it. And then coming home to nothing.
There was this little girl, who came up to the stage once we had finished just to hug me because "I was so nice".
I mean, seriously.
And then just four walls, my cup of tea and nothing.

This used to really really fuel the very unpleasant sides of my character back in the day.
Now I'm just better, I guess, at dealing with it.
Besides, I hear it coming way from the other side of the hill, which also helps.

And so, I'm going to power on.
Use some of the stuff the Spanish one recommended.
The nice stuff.


We had a picnic the other day, with the Tartu girls.
We chatted for a few hours, had some cheese and cherries and stuff.
It was so very nice.

Share, share, share.
M.

beach life

This is how I'd like to live.

http://www.abeachcottage.com/beach-cottage-tour

Beach.
M.

inner view

INTERVIEW.
The word.
You know?

That's what it's meant to be. An inner view of someone, a view into the person.
And I think I spent 3,5 hours today giving the most honest (or at least the most "true to myself") interview of my life today.
(And I have had I mean, not like, loads, but plenty of them in my life.)

And it was just so honest with myself I guess.
I don't even know. I think I'll understand why it meant something to me but later on.
For now I'm pleased with how it went, since I was stressing about it last night to E. And it was great!

And now I'm playing a great game (http://wellgames.com/free_online/fitz/). I love this thing.
Just had a carrot, and might make some tea.
First rehearsal for the tour tomorrow.
Exciting times, and good times, and most of all, interesting times.

Wintertime.
M.