I’m feeling really restless. I just got back from touring and I’m finding the change of rhythm difficult to readjust to. I’m a very energetic person and can often find it hard to sit still which definitely suits the pace of a touring lifestyle. I think it’s just pent up creative energy. I’ve been like this since I was little.
Patience. I was always taught that good things come to those who wait and whilst I do agree with this in principle I think too often my patience translated to doing nothing. Too much patience just looks like passivity.
To put everything into what you do and to be good to people.
Someone with a good sense of humour. If you can’t laugh there’s no hope.
My mum’s Sunday roast. I used to get home on a Sunday afternoon and the smell of roast potatoes would fill the whole house. I miss eating it every week.
A copy of my best friend’s first book. He gave me a hardback first edition copy for my birthday. I keep it by my bed.
The night before our first headline tour I dreamt that I was performing a show but I’d lost my voice. I stood in front of the audience and sang but nothing came out, only air. I woke up panicking and started ‘singing’ to check my voice was okay. My cat jumped out of his skin from the sound of my yelling and hid under the sofa for two hours. I had to coax him out with an entire pack of dreamies.
Don’t listen to people that try and put you down. They don’t define you. Also, don’t try and be something you’re not. Be yourself.
Without question it would be Ólafur Arnalds. His music has been a companion and through some really difficult moments. The album “...and they have escaped the weight of darkness” is really special to me. It’s like jumping into deep water. It would be incredible to work with such a talented musician.
My friend Joel. I arranged to meet up with him yesterday in London but fell asleep on the sofa from exhaustion and didn’t text him back!