A Day To Remember

Surprisingly I am still retaining a bit of optimism whilst I wait out the rest of this god damn awful year. Lets say 2013 can suck it!

However I have been suffering with wanderlust. This place that i've found myself wound up and rooted in is no longer forming into a home but a cage instead. My days are made up of looking up, above and beyond the spider web made up of camouflaged enemies and doubts.

Arcane Roots

There has been no forgive and no forget, but there is silence. 

I am stuck in a state of delirium. It has been an overwhelming year. A landmark of broken morals, lost dignity, alienation, solitude and a tonne of trust issues. As it draws to a close, there is only hope, a hope like birds that sense the dawn and sing when it is still dark. 

With that small yet tenacious encouragement I am escaping this past and embracing something better. My sketch books, my notebook, my playlist and of course, a cigarette paired with an extra milky cup of tea by my side. 

Hit The Deck Festival

So this week was the last week of slavery at work, all the fucking time. From now on I’ll only be doing it half the time. At least that’s something. I woke up on my first day of half freedom to clouds and a downpour of rain but the sky could sense my mood this morning and now I am sat outside in the glory of the sun.

I’ve been questioning whether to bother writing about Hit the Deck festival. I guess the urge has overcome me.

Bury Tomorrow

Pride, power and melody, Bury tomorrow hurtle towards you like a speeding freight train and you find yourself glued to the tracks.

Originating from Southampton UK, the 5 piece are a fabulous example of the sharp hardcore music that is budding within the alternative British scene these days. They touch on the melodic vs. death metal spectrum.

Canterbury

I see myself and you wrapped in rainbows, a curve of colour swirling round my head. I’m from a cloud, I have been falling for ages, passing through the light into the ground. I’ll wait, I’ll wait for you, while all the world is falling out of love.

As I kick back and venture through Canterburys array of musical footsteps and ballads, I realise that summer is starting, things are starting to look up and the good days are becoming more consistent. Their music contains a healthy amount of sugar and energy, embracing you with optimism.

Canterbury are a happier band on my current playlist. They sooth, console and stitch up old wounds.  Their tracks contain little rays of sunlight fighting through an overcast sky, a glimmer of hope and a gentle tug of wishful thinking.