“kiss me gently into morning for the night has been unkind. … take me somewhere that’s so holy I can wash this from my mind…. “

It’s not word for word but I only heard it once - a lyric from a Sarah MacLachlan song, I think is called “Answer”. Stuck in my head - it’s so beautiful, and so completely summed up what I felt when I heard it.

People are capable of some beautiful, brilliant and unspeakable things. And it’s all the same people.

People are crazy, frustrating, vulnerable, incredible, inspiring, terrible and fantastically flawed. And they are all doing what they can to survive - the only way they know how. For that, you must forgive them. And some of them we are bound to love.

There is no magic, no gene, no sign that makes anyone any more or less holy than anyone else. We can cross the lines at any time. Blur them, re-draw them any way we want to. . .  

Still … sometimes I have to wonder …  

Sometimes the night is too unkind.

I’ve been re-writing my bio today - or trying to. Trying to explain some of the gaps, the background, the scenery, the stuff I think probably no-one really gives a damn about. Although increasingly, when I’m submitting work to people, strikes me they at least want to know some of it. Something that makes you interesting. (And what is THAT exactly?). Well I know ‘interesting’ when I see it … for sure… but I’ve got no idea what it is in relation to myself. (This might be as well - or how big would my head be?!).

Interesting to me is something you just can’t put your finger on - something hypnotic, elusive and impossible to describe. . . So I guess we’ll just be sticking with the standard bio then!!

But if someone should decide that my music is interesting - then I’d consider it a job well done.

As for me - I’m going to find my holy place … … or at least somewhere I can put my head on ice!

x Bj