My Blue Heaven

Epic Greatness

I had the pleasure of going to see the great jazz legend Herbie Hancock performing live in London last weekend. He played at the Royal Festival Hall in Southbank as part of the London Jazz Festival. It was very awesome and quite intense. An experience I won’t forget for a while. Being able to see such epic greatness in person (I was 3rd row from the front, in direct line of the piano!) was really.. inspiring. Don’t quite know how to describe it.. but it kinda changed the way I percieved music and my own piano playing efforts.

They ended their set (pre-encore) with this old famous tune, Cantaloupe Island. I was very happy.

(Sorry for the incredibly dodgy shaky hidden camera work. I had to hide my camera under my scarf the whole time which, as you can imagine, made it rather difficult to keep things steady and in shot. Especially as I wasn’t able to look at the camera screen very often to check the video frame was ok. But the audio is clear and not distorted, so that’s all that matters.)

Kazz’Art

Look what google alerts fetched me today. My very own street art on the streets of Palermo, Italy.

Photo taken by Micheleska.

Sweet Pah-ree

Photos from a romantic weekend mini-break in Paris, 17 - 19 Oct 2008. The weather was absolutely perfect both days with clear blue skies and sunshine, though the temps were still chilly. We managed to explore quite a lot of sweet Pah-ree and enjoyed a relaxing and romantic weekend together.

Ain’t Misbehavin

A video clip from our second gig at Piada, which was on Saturday 27th September, 2008. The song is an old jazz classic called “Ain’t Misbehavin”. Enjoy!

Le sigh

The above title pretty much sums up how I feel right now. I don’t know what has come over me over the past day or two. For some reason I’ve just been feeling this melancholic blueness wash over me. I don’t know where it’s coming from, or why.. but I just feel kinda.. sad. I mean yesterday evening I was bawling my eyes out. Is it PMS on its way? Surely not.. it’s too soon.

Le sigh.

Maybe it’s the weather. It has taken a definite turn towards winter. The days are noticably shorter and quite on the chilly side. Maybe it’s SAD. Seasonal Affective Disorder. On that note.. I do feel like a hot mug of Chamomile tea about now..

*2 minutes later*

So.. I’ve been thinking about my past.. and that’s kinda gotten me down too. Past relationships.. and inevitably, relationship failures.. particularly the most recent one. I guess I was just remembering a few things, the good things, and that made me sad. I guess I’ve spent so much time dwelling on the bad things.. the reasons why it didn’t work, that suddenly remembering those good moments felt.. unexpectedly sad.

Not only that though.. I feel like I’m constantly trying so hard to keep it all together.. to be successful at everything I do, or even just to be able to juggle everything on my plate (and boy is there a lot).. that sometimes, I just end up feeling drained (as I’ve mentioned before in past blog entries). Maybe I expect too much from life.. and from myself..?

I still feel lonely too. Even though I have a new bf (and things are going very well with that.. he is wonderful). I guess, the friendship/social part of my life is still a little.. lacking. It’s progressed a bit - at least I have one solid girl friend now, with whom I am on close enough terms that I can call her just for a chat or call her up just to hang out (simple things like that really do make a difference - though I need to make sure I’m not so busy all the time with my overflowing plate that I don’t end up having time to meet her - yeh, constant struggle that one). Anyway.. there is that feeling of.. aloneness. Adriftedness? Disconnectedness? I feel kinda displaced.. particularly when I see/hear about friends back home moving on in life.. getting married, having kids etc etc. I told a friend recently that I felt like me and my friends back home were on two different travelators.. moving on in life, at the same age, yet our lives are so different.

Le sigh.

I dunno.. I was hoping blogging about this would help clear my head a bit. It kinda has.. but at the same time, I feel a bit confused about what I’m actually sad about now.. probably a complicated mixture of things as always.

Anyway.. tis my bedtime now. Gnite all.