21. September 2021
For the past couple years I have wanted to make a solo EP. I write a lot more songs than I publish and I enjoy the intimate expression of solo singing and playing. I don't like it more or less than creating songs with Underhatchet, but it is a part of my artistic expression that I don't want to be limited only to livestreams. Three songs on this solo EP I am working on were written on September 1 of this year. One song was originally intended for the album but fit better in an intimate setting....
17. July 2021
The weather won't stabilise, the summer won't come. It rains and rains and I keep going upstairs to write music and sing. And when the weather is nice, I go to the south, near the Alps, and I write lyrics sitting on the ground in the sun. I could do a live stream - I am ready - but I haven't found the right moment for it. The movie is coming back into my life. I developed it a lot a few months ago, I took space from it and now it's time to try some filming. This new album took me over. I had no...
09. April 2021
Last summer I started thinking about making a short movie. The idea was vague - the only thing in my head was a drive to express myself in the form of a movie. Simple. I realised that in some way in my concept album, "Pax Victoria", I had perhaps desired this kind of expression too, as it was a story with characters, music and a distinct mood. But for "Pax Victoria" I didn't have the bigger picture clear to me at the beginning. I started it with only immature ideas (more than anything musical...
07. March 2021
With every decision we make, we are pushing something forward in the world, small or large. I'm talking about the idea of carrying a torch in relation to music in this post but you could apply the metaphor to any aspect of your life - what you eat, what you wear, what kinds of jokes you make, etc. I am starting to understand that my need to write music is the carrying of a torch. The torch is a burning flame combining everything I love - the dreamy, dark chord world of Janacek and Schumann, the...
22. January 2021
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08. January 2021
5am: Thursday - Victoria When I came to, there was a stench and my shirt was soaked in sweat - fear filled the car, the salt from my tears drained into the gag cutting across my face. Memories of the past couple of hours slowly started to return. I had followed Alex out to the desert but for the first time he noticed. I hadn't trailed far enough behind - I wasn't careful enough and he caught me. But he didn't just "catch" me - he tied me up and gagged me - roughly, in a fury. He yelled at me....
11. November 2020
7am: Friday Bus 262 slithers across wet, curved roads. Lining the road outside its window, the shuddering Eucalyptus trees gulp the rain thirstily. The grey, shrouded sky offers no promise of change on this Friday morning at 7am. The bus is crowded, wet, and stuffy, filled with out-of-sorts people annoyed with the rain. Spilled coffee leaks down the centre aisle. Slowly, the winding roads are replaced by straight thoroughfares, and the trees exchanged for houses, then large buildings. Finally...
17. October 2020
7am: Tuesday Bus 262 slithers along hot curved roads. The Eucalyptus trees are fragrant and the blue skies are tainted with white smog on this Tuesday summer morning. Only 7am and the temperature suggests a bathing suit and a long day at the beach. Inside the bus it's packed, but at least air-conditioned. The business men and women wear their summer outfits, hardly different from their winter outfits, as they head to their air-conditioned offices. A tired baby howls. Its attentive mother tries...
12. September 2020
7am: Friday Bus 262 slithers curved roads, determinately making its way to the city. The roads are lined with Eucalyptus trees on both sides, birds are chirping. There are blue skies, the sun is just coming up and the temperature calls for a light jacket at 7am on this Friday. If you would zoom in on the woods, you would see countless dog-walkers and joggers enjoying a morning outing. You would see wild bunnies and maybe even a fox or two. Inside the bus it's full but only 3 people have to...
03. September 2020
I wrote a blog post. Then I wrote another one. They bored me to tears. Then I wrote the opening to a third blog post. Same. Meanwhile my imagination was brewing about Victoria, the protagonist of my album story. Ever since I conceptualised this project I have been excited to write about Victoria's passions and struggles. I feel her when I write the music and when I sing the songs. I feel her so close that it's been hard to get perspective to write a story. But... Finally it started flowing - an...

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