Monster tracks are:
1. Monster
2. Overdue
3. Lost At Sea
4. Delicate
They’re all together, apart from vocals. Those damn pesky vocals.
So, if anyone’s noticed, I’ve been off Facebook for over a week, which for me is strange (Hi, I’m Elyse and I’m a Facebook addict.)
I’ve been working since then, on getting these tracks right. And I’ve been thinking.
I’ve never really been in a place in my life where I am comfortable with who I am and what I’m doing. I gave up music back in 2005 because everyone told me that being a musician was far fetched and a hobby. I went into insurance, and child care, stuffy office jobs and struggled for every cent because people perceive me as being different from them. I’ve gotten warnings from work for being too quiet, too anti-social, too artistic, too opinionated, too fast, too good at what I do. Honestly. I’ve been told to slow down at work in order to keep the pace with everyone else. “You’re making everyone else look bad”. I’ve been rejected from job interviews for seeming too intelligent to fit into the office culture.
And I find myself unemployed & seemingly, unemployable. I don’t fit in enough for anyone to take a shot at me. Every job I’ve had they’ve hired me out of desperation, rather than based on my skills and experience. I don’t know what to do.
So I initially found comfort in my guitar. Singing a few little songs to myself was calming. Then melodies, words and beats started to come back to me. This writing block I’ve had for a long time seemed to crumble. I wrote a song. I composed it myself, all the instruments. Something new.
I feel more human than I’ve felt in YEARS.
So, I’ve decided that before my 26th (next month on the 23rd) I’m going to put out a fully fleshed EP. It’s going to be called “Monster”. “A bizarre or whimsical creature”. That image above is the cover.
I don’t know how it’s going to turn out, and I’m a little terrified of putting myself in such a position, but that’s what my plan is.
Of course, I’ll be looking for work and praying for rain during that time, but I consider this my ointment. To fix the hole I made to fit in.
Because it’s pretty clear, I’m not one of them. And I think it’s time to celebrate that.
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I’ve learnt my lesson - don’t post my crazy feet on the internet.
Everything is porn and it hurts the Disney princess that lives in my heart.
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Usually when I go to gigs I try to take the smoothest possible video of a performance. Sometimes it doesn’t work out that way.
I thought I’d upload this as a POV (point of view) video of being front row, against the stage, at a gig. I usually try to take in as much as possible of each band member and the audience, so you’re getting the full view, from what I pretty much remember from the night. The video cuts out near the end as I turn it off to help with the microphone lead across the room.
Band in the video are an Sydney act called Strangers, and the song is called ‘The Yearly Drag’ off their debut album ‘Persona Non Grata’. The guitarist on the left is Benny Kinsela, and this is his final Sydney gig with the band.
There are a LOT of flashing lights in this video, so this is a seizure warning to those applicable.
(Yes, Ben, that’s what you sound like when you sing while crowd surfing/making your way through a crowd. No - I will not take it down.
It’s perfectly fine to sound like that when you’re trying to stay upright, I promise.)
We’ve been working on getting more details on a press event that Facebook is having this week. Earlier, we wrote it could launch a news-reading app, but we have since heard more details that point to something else entirely. On June 20, a source says Facebook will unveil that Instagram, its..
Yay! Although, for those of you who have seen my Vines, I apologize in advance.
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HOLY CRAP.
I need to see this movie. As soon as physically possible.
Woman “helping” my brother with disabilities in his job search gave him a list of engineering companies to cold call.
He’s looking for jobs in data entry/tech support.
I can’t help you people. You’re on your own. I must return to my own planet.
