25 02 09
dearest,
I am leaving my country within weeks, to half the earth away & I swear I will write you as I walk thru Spain, write in Portugal, & grow roots for foreseeable futures in my ancestry Netherland.
Before I depart Ive been dredging up all kinds of sounds and scratches over the past year, music from 19 to this warm 25, music of this space, of this world I've created for myself within the salt and hills and subtropics.
Before I depart I am bringing these songs to light, many differing tales and lores under one roof.
Before I depart I will refer to thee as
see pictured... pacific circle,,, the circle closes
I love you
25 03 19
dearest ,
Europe has been cold, wet. I am filled with a new fear but I will persist.
My songs are ready, awaiting initiative I know I have.
the Pacific Circle sits so far away now, I am left staring at the North Atlantic, places of a new home.
I will start walking north, from Sevilla to Santiago de Compostela, I will stay in contact as best I can, finding ways to write to you from the means available to me. Ive only a few more days with my computer before leaving with only a backpack, notebooks, camera, accursed telephone of whom I shall need reliance apon but will manage will manage.
in the next few days I will show my songs to some parts of the world. I wish to start my new life with musical momentum, using this Circle as a grand show of styles and evolution over my melodramatic career . I will share more, I will write more, I will sing with others, for new lovers.
Ive never been one for a grand launch of an album, or project. I feel this will be the same: it is shown the light of the greater world and slowly shared, slowly explored.
but I am timid here, this shit makes me nervous.
I love you.
Listen out for the pacific...
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