June 17, 2009
Living alone. The last months i have been living alone, its good having someone that knows me and someone i know, yet then its good to be movin’ along tracks i make, with being creative with songs. I’ve not got back to the point where i reckon single life is best though. Couples must live longer and have a better way, yet its hard to have grown together, then the brake. Some move on easier than others, a change of cloths at the intesection.
I read that 41 percent of people in Tokyo live alone, 50 percent of people in Moscow live alone and the average American lives half their adult life alone. Its bad ecology to live alone though, its not economical, more gas, electricity ect.
Being single i’m getting to know me again, even if its partly through the eyes of what was us. How to love without that love around, how to know that that was true without leaving, how to make new? What is true from one point might not be from another, time travels different when things change. Its hard when the other person is a world away, or at least on the other side of the world, as it is through these eyes, and also when i was worlds away from what was us when the ship shed it sails to the sky.
Doin’ yoga, body balance, swimming, acipuncture, heap of vitamins, towards meditation. New sails even if they be the same.
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June 8, 2009
I saw a good documentary on the monks uprise in Burma, at the Sydney film festival called Burma VJ. Its not common for monks to rise up from oppression, as monks are not meant to be political, yet when the cost of living went up so quickly in Burma and the government clamped down on the peoples way of life, things took a turn for the worse and the monks took to the street.
The film/documentary takes one guy’s story who is smuggling footage out of Burma, some footage gets shown on world media, so then its risky for the person to remain in Burma. The man moves to Thailand and the documentary is shot then through those eyes/voice, as the media is transmitted through a well organized group of underground reporters, back to bass and then the world. It shows the monks rise up and take to the streets, its sad to see monks dragged by soldiers off the street beaten and shot at.
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June 2, 2009
Its kind of hard, i have spent the last 5 years doing all my own booking, mostly. Now i’m in a situation where i reckon i can have a booker, yet i’m still hesitant as to weather a booker can really do much. Even in Europe it seems that most of the bookers are regional, so its not like they are able to move and groove from place to place out of what they know, as everything is special, from region to region. I liked being able to go from Venue to venue and just doing shows and find other venues around to do shows in. Part of the problem with not having a booker and DIY 100 percent is that venue owners get the vibe that your not good at what you do, yet mostly they are the venues owners/workers with no idea of the reality of the industry of songs, also most of the gigs in Europe have some element of cultural funding, as an outsider tallent does not mean much. I’m still convinced that real artists have to do everything themselves upto the point where they earn the means to pay others, often bookers want exclusive deals in places where they are not even booking gigs. Its all kind of weird. It seems better to outsource someone or find a dedicated fan, yet so many people have liked what i do at gigs and then thought that they can get involved in booking me shows, it all turns on its head though and then you loose a great fan. Is a good artist good at art or good at networking? where is the balance?
At the moment my own health and well-being says, take it easy. The only music business i know is the one that i created through my own efforts, the rest seems mostly fraud, yet i spose networking is a bit like that in everything.
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June 1, 2009
the silence fits the mould
caved zoo of mind is scattered with the trash on the street
everywhere i look i see colours that remind me
remind remind remind
a glitch in the blanket called the night
stretched out lost diget
recording flckers the same line of the same song
same same same
move forward on
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