Monday, 26 September 2011

Hello Mainland!

Hello everyone!

How are we all? I hope you're well. :)

So I'm back at University now - I've settled into my new room...put my posters up etc. and I'm getting ready for the semester to start again.

You may have noticed that I've been having a little fiddle around with the designs on my website/YouTube etc. - I thought it was time for an update. That's what you get when you drastically change your hairstyle...your photos are instantly out of date. ;)

Anyhow - I have just realised that it is quite late and I should probably go to sleep.

I will keep you posted with videos, bits of news and coursework and things. :)

I still have album two plans going through my head - but now it's a bit of a waiting game until we find out when it's time to go into the studio! :) Very excited about it all...I'll be sure to document it - with vlogs and the like. :)

Lots of love
xxxxxxxxx

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Photos!

I come bearing photos! Here are few of the ones that I received back from the lovely Rob Longford. :)

What do you reckon? Luckily I managed to not look terrified or pull ridiculous faces for most of the pictures. I wasn't terrified - Rob's a lovely chap, but I seem to have a habit of looking scared in photos.

Anyways, here be a small selection...

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6. Sometimes I just can't help it.



Tuesday, 13 September 2011

A wally's wallet


Hi everyone :)

Over the weekend the Kirby family had a kind of non-computer weekend...well...not a completely non-computer weekend...but computer usage was restricted to the evenings...

It seems that I spend most of my life on the computer at the moment, doing various bits and pieces. I don't mind; I enjoy it, and the internet is a fantabulous thing.

When I'm not online I'm listening to music, writing music, playing badminton, eating or sleeping...but there are so many other things that I enjoy and that I miss out on because there aren't enough hours in the day.

But over the weekend, minus my laptop on my lap, I didn't know what to do with myself. Generally at weekends I try not to do music stuff so I have time for other things, but this weekend I was totally stumped.

Should I paint? Ok...but what? I don't know. Ok, don't do that then. Read? Nah, not in the mood. Walk? It's raining. And then it struck me!

I'll make a wallet out of an empty Salt & Vinegar Chipsticks packet.

Er. Alright then.

Please note: I'm truly TERRIBLE at making things with my hands. It is something that interests me, and something that I'd like to get good at one day, but for now, I'm really, really not good.

I actually had it all planned that I was going to build my own guitar over the 4 month holiday that now seems to have vanished. I bort and red a book about it and evryfink.

So, wallet. For anyone who is not familiar with the glorious creation that is the Chipstick, the definition is "a salt and vinegar flavour maize and potato snack"...and they are my weakness. Along with bourbons, but let's not go there.

So a lot of sellotape, cutting and sticking later, I arrived at this "wallet". I use the term "wallet" very loosely, but I do plan on trying to use it as a wallet. Yes, I may lose a lot of money in the process, but I'm pretty stubborn.

And this is it:

(No sniggering at the back please.)



How cool am I? 

That was rhetorical.

Yes well, that was a highly productive exercise, but I genuinely couldn't think of anything else that simultaneously fitted the weekend category and floated my boat.

Back to the music! ;)

TTFN
xxxxx

P.S - Expecting the photo shoot photos soon - you'll be the first to know when I have them. :)

P.P.S - Really loving this at the moment. Makes me go all fuzzy. Such a beautiful sound.

Friday, 9 September 2011

Skillzzz...

Hi everyone! :)


How be we all?


So yesterday I had the pictures taken. Hopefully they'll turn out ok. Despite the subject, I have faith - Rob's a great photographer. I should be receiving them back about Tuesday-ish, so it'll be fun to see them. - I'll let you know when I've got them back and will put some up here and on my Facebook page too.


Yesterday I got shown this by the lovely Darren Smith - it's from a really cool music magazine called 'Future Music'. A track that we did together called 'Breath That Lights The Fire' made it into the featured section. - Demo Of The Month! - And what a lovely write-up!




And here's the track...


 Breath That Lights The Fire (2010) by NewAgedTravellers


Exceedingly exciting! :)


Also, the other day I was given a book by my old primary school teacher. It was a book made up of my work from when I was 6. All the work was based around the subject of buildings...what they're made of, different kinds etc....I actually looked through it with Brooke, and it gave her a good giggle.


Especially this...


(6 year old Holly discusses the importance of 'windowws')




(...and...er...no comment! Lol.)




Brooke especially liked the 'donceys' bit. The black pen is my teacher trying to guess what I meant to say.


I think I was away with the fairies. 


For a change! Lol. ;)


TTFN
xxxxx

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

What To Wear...

So...tomorrow I'm going to have some promo photos taken for the website and album number two...and I'm struggling to know what to wear.


Clothes are something I don't really get. No, hang on...I get that we need them and that they help to categorise us as people (and keep us warm/decent!). But I don't really like the whole categorisation thing. And I find it hard to understand how music and clothing go together. No wait, I get that someone dancing round a stage in cowboy boots and hat is likely to be a country musician...and someone in a long gown with pristine hair, make-up etc. is unlikely to be singing country. Or rap. Singing rap? Saying rap. Rapping.


What I find hard to work out is how I should dress to make people think that I'm going to be singing/making the music that I'm making. Hmmm...tricky.


xxxxx



Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Independence

I know I've said this before, but from now, I'm going to try to write a little bit in this blog a few times a week. It won't always be a crazy weird rant like this one here - maybe just a picture or a little video of my thoughts/something random that I like and want to share to see if you like it too. I feel a bit like I've got out of the swing of sharing thoughts (HAHA! "thoughts" just autocorrected itself to "thrust"!!! Let's not go there.) on my blog, and I'd like to change that.

And the topic of this blog…

Independence

Independence is something that, until recently, I've not truly grasped. There has always been the comfort of home, having my family around me to reassure my thoughts, comfort me when things aren't going well…and to be honest, when it comes to home comforts I think I've been pretty spoilt. I'm not saying that in a bad way…and I'm not saying that my parents stuff me with junk food and pander to me all day every day - though the cups of tea are always flowing! I mean it in the most positive way possible. I'm very lucky to be part of a household that is very close. I feel like I can tell my parents anything, and I do. So when it came to going to University I wasn't mega sure how I'd get on.. I knew that I'd miss home, but with things like the internet and mobiles, I knew that my family was just a phone call away.

But even with this very strong connection with my family, I found that I was quite strong when it came to living on my own. I didn't find it hard to make my own decisions and be satisfied with my own judgements. I didn't feel scared and I just got on with things. When you have someone there to help you with things all the time it's easy to become lazy, but in the end it's a lot more satisfying to do things for yourself. Before I went to University I felt like a bit of a prude. Well…I didn't consciously feel like one, I just knew that I wasn't the most fun/adventurous person in the world, and I wondered how University life would suit me. Naturally I was nervous, but I never thought that I wouldn't be able to cope. I was lucky enough to be put in a house with some truly lovely people, who I now feel very privileged to call my friends. And I feel that around these friends I can be fun…and it has brought out a side of my personality that I was never sure existed. I'm not saying that I'm a mega rebel who does lots of dodgy stuff and gets into trouble now, but I have realised how important it actually is to not take yourself too seriously. Not that I took myself very seriously before, but I've now realised it's a lot more fulfilling to be a little braver and more confident in who you are…that way you know that your friends really are your friends, and if people don't like you then that's up to them.

When I came back home I found it really hard to adjust. I know it's all in my brain, but when I went away I felt like I grew up a lot over a relatively short period of time and picked up a lot of new of information that I'm now squishing back into my 'at home' brain.

I'm not sure what the point of this little rant is…but I felt that I needed to write something down to work things out in my head.

It's not that I don't like being at home. - I love it, but it feels odd because now I feel like I have another home in Surrey too, and I miss it. Just as I miss here when I'm there.

I guess it's good that I feel this way really. Otherwise I'd be sat on the sofa at home forever, not wanting to leave. I think perhaps that it's just becoming apparent that now is the time when it is completely up to me where I want to go and how I want to be. I need to follow what makes me happy and go with my gut instinct.

As the end of a slightly more 'emotionally eventful' (boyfriend/not/uni/above stuff etc.) year approaches, I'm becoming aware that I need to learn to listen to my gut instinct more and trust what I feel deep down. I realise that there's no point in being lazy and going with the flow, feeling things and not acting on them. Those feelings are kind of precious and rare so should be acted upon whilst they exist.

Thinking about it slightly more clearly now…I think it's a kind of guilt thing. I feel unsettled and odd because I feel like I'm being disloyal to my love for home and family, because I'm enjoying University and the company of my new friends. Which is silly. If I let that stop me then I really would be sat on the sofa forever. What a plonker.

I just need to go with the flow and chill out a bit more I guess.

Ever so slightly confusing and pointless rant over. ;)

P.S - Whenever I feel like I'm whinging about something that's not all that important (like this) I always feel a tad bad about it. It's just me thinking aloud really. I'm not trying to make a specific point…I just think that maybe one day someone might read the thinkety things and think…oh yeah I know that feeling, and now I don't feel silly for feeling it…anyhow. :)

TTFN peoples!

Lots of love xxxxx