I’ve been writing snatches of songs that never make it into the wild.
I’ve been working too much.
I had an AMAZING gig.
I’ve been making wondrous long-lost new friends.
AND I bought shiny new super-cheap thrift store amazing gloves.
(Overwhelming Super-Gloves Of Cuteness.)
Bonus pictured: Elaine and me from our trip to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
Pictured elsewhere: other things I’ve been doing in the last great while. And here.
Not pictured: beautiful Halloween costume given to me by dear friends
where I was a harem girl. Or a lamp genie, according to a nice English
stranger who stopped me in the street. Oh yes. I rode the London Underground
half-naked decked in shiny jeweled material in the freezing cold.
Super bonus: the lo-fi taping of Feather for the London gig, reincarnated into a folk song that should be played on a porch to an audience of fireflies.
Download: Feather (Live)