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Whenever something goes wrong in my life my friends all say the same thing, ‘Write it out, sing it away Auriol…’ There is something deeply cathartic about being able to sing away one’s pain, just losing yourself in the music. Or crying as you sit at the piano. Yet…I told my friend this morning, […]
I admit. I am guilty. Take me to the gallows. Place me in the chair and flip the switch. Put the cloth over my head and let me swing darlings. I am, unfortunately very guilty. I have a tendency to…uhm…how should I put this delicately?….make men who enter my life feel a bit too special. […]
I am blogging like a beast to stay focused. I made a small promise to myself. Not only will I ensure I feel good but I refuse to worry about outcomes of any kind. Not my career, my family or my love life. This does not mean I do not plan or set free my […]
Many of the new songs are inspired by my family. For example, Call It Murder,was written for my father who was and still is a revolutionary. He loved the song but had one objection. ‘Auriol, you should have sung Call Them a Sellout!’ I packed out laughing when I heard this and told him that […]
This is from my album Call It Love and was written by Andre Scheepers. Originally there was an extra verse which I cut out as it did not fit with the progression of songs, the story I wanted to tell on the album itself. Naturally, on the original version it ends badly! Love dies by […]
This is one of my favorite bits of writing. I decided to repost and share again, from the book I am penning. My sister and I were having a conversation about martial arts when I exclaimed ,’ Dude, we should love men in the ways of water!’ Needless to say my sister only made dirty […]
Best lines I heard this weekend all came from friends. ‘Auriol, I can’t believe you stuck to just one drink at the party. What witchcraft is this?’ He misheard. I said one kind of drink! After sending one of my other friends lyrics to a song I wrote he said, ‘Remove the word brown. He […]
Once upon a many moons ago my shaman visited me and saw the lyrics to a song I had just written. ‘Auriol, this is a curse. Burn the paper and don’t sing the song…’ I burnt the paper as I did so realised that music is a spell of sorts. With it you can call […]
I am being stalked…by a few ex’s. This bothered me for a while and while being bothered I paused. When I paused I counted my words….and as I counted I realised that I was being held ransom. I will take everyone’s feelings into consideration…..except when it comes to music. You can call me Mother Theresa, […]
Toni Morrison is dead! I recall being very pregnant, reading Beloved and feeling my womb along with my baby harden at certain passages. One of the books I relished was Black Milk by Elif Shafak. Why am I thinking of writers and babies? Ah yes, I have insomnia and my mind is littered with words […]