i woke up this morning to the sound of what i thought was a hailstorm. i leapt out of bed, and looked out the window to find not a winter storm, but horses, at least a dozen trotting down the street!
topshop. + h&m.+ faith shoes. - christmas shopping crowds. = success.
i hailed a cab on oxford street, and put on my new boots in the back. along with my jacket. and i'm gloriously toasty. =)
back in the studio, after a management meeting. writing writing writing. recording recording recording. and getting butterflies about tomorrow's gig.
the song we're working on right now, can be taken many ways...but, paul is specifically writing it about his dad who has lung cancer, and has just been given two weeks to live. i, having been there, myself, am revisiting my grandad in this writing process. the song is so hauntingly beautiful and just...gorgeous. i want to start crying. i think we all do.
it reminds us all why we do this. why it's all important.
more soon... hopefully including photos.
i've been a busy busy bee.
buzz buzz buzz.