This is a blackout!

Haven't posted in a while. But this band have caught me lately. Ch-check it :)

Long time comin'

It seems that I am losing sleep.
At least now, this past week - it would seem.
I close my eyes and your face is imprinted in the front of my mind.
Strange as it is, I enjoy the buzz. But the lack of sleep...

It's finally catching up with me.

Notice now?

Graffiti

I was walking through a backstreet in Worcester today. It was funny because I'd been up there hundreds of times before, but this time something was different. Right next to it they're building this huge apartment complex for the new university housing, so ringing it is a huge white walled fence. Worcester being Worcester - some kids graffiti it.

Usually that stereotype 'chav' would come to mind at something like that...but not today. I mean, some of it was sprawled in slurs along the lines of 'Dean 4 Chelsea' or whatever. Ya' know - usual teenage crap. As I walked along the path with my ipod blasting, for some reason, the words stood out like poetry. There were paragraphs of opinionated words all over the wall and it was inspiring. The words stood out for that one split second - like my graphics product teacher had said our coursework was supposed to do so.

Screw fame and all that mediocre crap, real meaning lies in the streets. And I hate to admit to it but the least suspecting people do make sense.

Run

Do you even notice? Does it even occur to you?

Or, I am the only one, who is blinded by the light?

Circus

Trials and terminations.

At the moment we shall test the fear of heights, apparently. I'm walking on a high wire, to look down would be stupid because my stomach will twist into the third knot and I shall fall. It's a pity though, I mean, that would be a gutsy way to go - with the loss of fear and all rationality. But no, here I stand - or sit - waiting for a foot to slip and to send me on a fall down onto the abyss of the cold hard ground.

Where’s the safety net?

Man oh man, where did the last two and half years go? Its crazy that whenever I listen to this is still gives me goosepimples.

Oh deaaar.

Oh its happened again, I can't get enough of Alex Davies' voice.

Also my mother's persistant nagging has conveniantly returned too. "Oh you're not going to west fest if it rains or if you lose your voice."
My retaliation - theres tents to shelter in and if i lose my voice I'll take a notepad, happy? Pfft parents.

Wait another week

Hello friend,

I feel like stringing up a poetic sentance but I'm too tired to do so. On the plus side though, I'm ill, with possible flu - and since we're all going to die in the fall - if you get it now the chances are you won't. But if everything you cared about died would you want to be alive? Hmmm...

So yeah, my Dad thinks I've got swine flu. I doubt it, but my throats on fire and I can't breath properly and you know - flu stuff. Its probably just a bad chest. Doctors soon I suppose.

Oh and I heard about panics break up. Don't dwell on it in my opinion. Brendon is a musical god, I mean he has a wonderful voice and Spencer can keep a beat going for hours. I'm not that gutted because nthe last record didn't hit any sugar for me. So hopefully this will be a taking back sunday moment.

xx

Photos from the Minor gig.

I thought it was about time I put up some photos from the 'Minor gig, last Thursday. We were on the barrier again so the quality is pretty good and we were so fucking close to them! It was the smallest, sweatiest, most loudest gig I have ever been too. Alex kept staring at me and he grabbed my hand and shoved a mic in my face. Good times :)

Oh and the quality has obviously been reduced since the pictures are much smaller than they should be and the files are massive. Just explaining why they arent so great on here. For all god knows how many, search me on facebook - Helen Drew.

Summer, Man.

This year, since it's such a long summer, I am going to set myself some goals that I need to meet supposedly. It doesn't really matter if I don't meet them cause some of them might not be possible to meet but you know.

1. To complete more than half of 'The guardian of the night' project. So this would roughly be about ten chapters plus but I think if I actually sat down and did it I'd probably get it done really quickly.
2. To go and see Elliot Minor again, whether it means simply booking tickets or going to a HMV signing. For my personal happiness I need to do this. Ah Mr Davies :)
3. To learn every Elliot Minor song of my electric guitar.
4. To get a stinking job.
5. Go to birmingham again cause its freaking awesome there.

There it is, I think they're all reasonable goals. Don't you?

Solaris

"Oh she's bringing in, she's bringing in the light."



New album late October :)

Minor ftw.

The day is nigh.

This kind of music makes me really angry. Almost pumped - not to the extent that I'll rip your head off - but almost jumpy. I'm ready for a good gig tomorow :) Hopefully it will be awesome.

<3