Phew slowly slowly but getting there .. here is the cover from the EP which Ive decided to call Spaces. Spaces is also the lead track. Recording was one thing but getting the cover and package together well thats something else!!! Luckily my wonderfully talented brother David, came on board and worked his magic and Im delighted with the results . The EP is now with the printer and should be in my hand this week and I guess then the work begins ! My website is scheduled to go live end of the week and at that point Im hoping to have a free download you all. Im going to keep this pretty brief but will be posting plenty in the coming weeks
Today my EP is being sent to London to be mastered by no less than Eric Clapton’s producer whoosh woo ! It is an ending point in that the recording is now finished after many months work with my producer Jimmy Fitz. So my feelings are mixed I enjoyed the recording process so much and the work that lies ahead seems so much more challenging .. yet as I write this I realise I would have said that about the prospect of the recording process.
Producing the work is slow and painstaking yet ultimately very rewarding, time to pour over and tweak to retake and remix but now it is complete and the task of self promotion lies ahead . Putting myself and my work out there its scary !
What helps is to separate the outer from the inner, the work from my experience of self in the now. To fulfil each task and let go of outcomes. Be curious and have fun ! I got my registration numbers for the songs during the week from RAPP the royalties people and guess what my code is Joy.. guess I better listen to that and enJOY !!!!
This morning ,as I took my weary body to the yoga mat,, bemoaning my lack of perfection I had a liberating thought about smallness. I realise that my own pain and feelings of not being quiet enough stem from my lack of acceptance of my own smallness.
The storms lash in from the roaring oceans the trees bend and break the USA freezes Australia burns , a whole lot of people chase each other with microphones around our capital cities and clog the air waves with their own self importance.. All the time rome is burning and Nero is madly fiddling and Im sitting on my mat and breathing and grappling to tame my frightened self that bolted so many moons ago back here to now .