As I am working on a few stories that aren’t *quite* there yet, I thought I’d share a few jams that have been on high rotation on my spotify at the moment.
I am going back several years with some of the tunes, RIP the Middle East and Snakadaktal (don’t even get me started) and a lot of these bands are from our talented shores but you know what? That’s one of the greatest charms – so much talent in our big backyard! Some of these film clips are on youtube. Check ’em out if you have time.
I have dabbled in the musical journalism (FYI: I don’t think that’s the appropriate word for it) scene since my late teens. Sydneysiders of my age will remember dedicating Friday nights to getting drunk at the Clare Hotel on Broadway before rolling down the hill to the Abercrombie Hotel (RIP) to dance the night away to indie tunes at Purple Sneakers with that Purple Drank (WHAT DID THEY PUT IN IT?)
I have even had a previous blog that I used to write my musical musings, likes and dislikes, raves and rants in.
I’ve been thinking for a long time that I wanted to get back into writing about things I love. Two major impacts on my life (as others would identify with) are music and travel. It seems all too cliché to be writing about travel and music when so many have done so before me, but I wanted to get back to writing.
This year is already shaping up to be incredibly exciting, scary and lucky for me. I start my Masters degree in Nursing Education in February, I also start my new role at work as a staffing co-ordinator which gets me off the ward for several months (a welcome reprieve from months of no light at the end of the tunnel syndrome), and most importantly I’m feeling the need to get back out there, throw caution to the wind, see bands by myself, write what I want to write and hopefully that interests other people.
I have some very exciting ideas for this website and have spent many a drive to work thinking about different posts I wanted to make.
I’m so excited for this project and I hope it acts as a distraction for when I’m tearing my hair out wondering why the fuck I thought it was a good idea to do my Masters degree.