You know the pinch, Bretodeau!

"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley

[xouxie]

Ok so I really seriously need to stop falling in love with tv show characters. This means you Ben Wyatt, Kirito, Danny Castellano....the rest....

[xouxie]

Why October Is Great

A short poem that in no way resembles a poem.

Living in a beautiful house with the best people imaginable. A break from study. The ultimate boyfriend/Adam Scott doppelgänger  Full-time work doing what I love My freaking birthday.  Halloween. 

[xouxie]

Xbox One. Destiny. Truffle risotto. Best housemates ever. 

[xouxie]

She Said

So I wrote a song. And some super talented friends of mine helped me make it into this. The thing I find most amazing about making music is how you can translate an emotion or feeling or whatever's rattling around in your head into something you can separate yourself from. 

This song is about when you get trapped in that thought-spiral of 'oh my god I exist, how and why is that a thing' and you feel overwhelmed and nothing really makes sense but you can't explain that feeling to anyone and if they ask the only real response you have is 'I'm just not myself today' - whoever that may be.

[xouxie]

You know your life has changed drastically without you knowing when after a month you get a day off to stop and sleep and realise you've spent that month writing, recording, producing and talking to publishers. I mean, who even gets to say that as a sentence? What even is this? It's easy to feel the stress, it's way way harder to look past the stress and realise how goddamn lucky I am. Though I like to think of it as a mixture of luck and years of really hard work. Welcome to the industry right?

[xouxie]

[xouxie]

Oh man, fuck today, fuck today right off. Need to go home and be with my people and then do nothing ever again ever. Yes. 

[favoritelittlelyrics]

The National, “Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks” 

[xouxie]

Cry baby cry

[xouxie]

True love is a boyfriend who buys who Yogo.

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So, whilst searching through my back-catalogue I found an old recording of my cover of First Day Of My Life from Bright Eyes. So many bitter-sweet memories, tell me what you think and have a listen here

[xouxie]

It's strange when good dreams bring up the worst memories. Waking up and thinking 'oh, that's not how it is anymore' is a constant body-blow I'd rather not deal with. Old texts, old emails - you shouldn't keep these things but it's like poking a bruise, just can't help but experience that pain all over again. 

[xouxie]

Roses are red, they can also be yellow, these were given to me, by a mad handsome fellow. 

Cheesy, but he really is mad handsome.

[xouxie]

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I live with some of Brisbane's most talented musicians, lovely young men who let me utilise said talent and record it in my living room. This is a sad song, I don't think I know how to write songs that aren't sad but it's an indulgent sadness - a minute and 50 seconds purposely devised for the occasional self-induced melancholia. 

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Ali Gulec - DJ

[xouxie]

This has been both the most stressful and the most amazing year. I am so incredibly grateful for the opportunities I've been given, the people I've met, the work I've done, the music I've made, the things I've achieved. There were rough patches - people have this amazing ability to target your weaknesses with extreme accuracy, to pull you down and stomp all over your self-worth, to lie and make you feel small - but then there are the good ones who assure you otherwise. You know they'll always be there for you. I live with outstanding examples of 'good people'. I feel sad and sorry for what I've lost - I hope wherever you are and whatever you're doing that you feel better for it - but that's the joy of writing songs - you never really lose anything. 

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Another shot for Dear Anon from Brisbane photographer Annie Donaldson. Love pirates for everyone.

[xouxie]

AAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH. 4 letters, so emotion, much feels.