......not fade away

vessels were in residence making majestic music saturday and sunday. they took over the music room and filled the house with soundscapes throughout the weekend that intrigued and invigorated. luke was fascinated by it all while jonathan found it all a bit loud. saturday was post rock dance while sunday was post rock world music... from where i was sat any way.... got a listen to a few tracks from the soon to be released album and felt very privileged.......

it's monday night and the house feels very quiet. have just been upstairs and found an empty space yet that filled me with happiness, as as well as vessels creating music, memories were created and my favourite was sitting cuddling a tired luke while listening to a massive wall of sound........

on saturday we went to look at a new house and to be honest it was a bit disappointing as it sounded full of potential and might have persuaded us to sell up and buy something else.... but despite it being built in around the 1840's it had very little character or appeal which was a shame..... we were told that it had been owned by an old woman who had died and while wandering around the garden found this (below) and wondered what memories nesta would be able to relay to us if she was still with us......how inconsequential life... how little we leave behind... except that which we leave in the memories of those who knew us...... the music vessels played at the weekend happened, disappeared into the ether, and will never be heard again in the way it was heard that day... how much pases us by that we don't notice.... how many things could change us that we never even see.....we are so used to our senses being overloaded that we risk ending up seeing, hearing and feeling nothing.... we have never had more opportunity to "feel" than we have now yet many feel so little... and seem ok with that.... how many live lives through others at the expense of living themselves.... and how many people simply never have the opportunities to live...... i experience so many things day in day out and hope that i embrace them all... in reality i probably miss opportunity upon opportunity... but i will endeavour not to... i promise