LLLOST AND FFFFOUND

Look what I found in the camera. I forgot that I was in Boston. Clam Box. The last day in NYC.  Constructive nostalgia.

I WANTED LOVE, I NEEDED LOVE, MOST OF ALL, MOST OF ALL

"Traveling, without moving", a quote often used to describe a flight of thoughts without moving your body (or it's the way I'm using it). I never been to Ladakh but spent last two days with monks from this beautiful place, where Philip, a monk who I got to know in Dharamsala, memorized two books for the next year of his studies in Sera Jey monastery. Thus the term about traveling fully applies to my current state.

I've been very lucky to play gigs every weekend all this time when I got back from Tour De Friends. I realized the fact that the whole concept matured during six months and has taken a solid path in a direction that I couldn't have imagined. Yet, my computer is down and I can't mix 26 songs including Werewolves On A Mission and Tour De Friends mixtape. But that's a wrong excuse anyway (aNYway). Ben captured some footy from Portrero skatepark in SanFrancisco and mixed it with our song that he filmed in one of the recording sessions in Mission.




Currently I'm on a tour with a really good friend Gustavo and am featured on 3 of his songs, which is a real honer to me. Check out some photos from our first show here.


I gladly joined a musical workshop with some amazing musicians and spent a week writing and recording songs using poems of our legendary national poet. The album is out in spring. 


Still haven't packed out properly so my camera is somewhere in the bottom of a bag - no photos, just memories that I can share. 


Hopefully this gave a little insight in my routine. I'm closer to the place I belong than I've ever been. 


Love. 

Motherland Birthed Me, Melodies Nursed Me

It's been almost a month since my last post and it was for a reason. I haven't stopped playing music ever since I returned and suddenly my life started spinning on a whole other level. I thought traveling was wild. Motherland threw me into real wilderness and I am still moving around from one place to another not knowing where I'll sleep, eat and wake up. I visited my home just to change wardrobe. I had four Tshirts for half a year and it was such a pleasure to discover old gems. 

Me and Matiss, an incredible drummer, spent times playing at people's houses at parties, birthdays and even endless fields with paragliders flying over our necks. These photos are from cameras of others, I haven't got time to empty my card yet, so some details may appear soon. 

French Cafe in my 800 years old hometown Cesis greeted us with incredible lunch, coffee and even dessert served by Philip, the chef himself.

Jamming just couple days before the Festival where we had to play with two projects. Every moment brought something new. Every sound was special and so was the show - improvisation of now. 

Backstage before the show. The problem that I encountered is that I don't like play songs in their original structure because it robs that form of expression from its content. In that case it becomes simply an act of replication of what once corresponded to a certain state. We generated themes and with such great creative musicians like Matīss (drums), Gatis (trumpet), Ugis (piano), Zanete (guitar), Austris (bass) we had a chance to jam and dress that moment in something more correspondent to our states. Life is never perfect because perfection is an absurd and nonexistent concept. Perfection can be anything and mean anything to anyone. Every sound enters the void and generates reflection, a projection of our feelings, thoughts and action. I thank all people that surrounded me on the stage and deeply thank those who were in the same vibration on that beautiful saturday's early afternoon. 

I just packed my suitcase and am hitting the road again for a week. Freedom is all we have, the rest of it is irrelevant. 

Lazing On The Sunny Afternoon

Kicked off this day with royal breakfast. Went to the beach and now sinking into a lazy mood before heading back to New York. Did some walking again. Visited Delphine Blue at East Village Radio and had some fun talking. You can check their archives for the show. It was on 23.06. I will embrace my laziness today and stop writing. Enjoy the photos. Say hi to someone I know.