tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-170232122024-03-13T19:11:49.016-07:00emblogThe official and often sporadic blog for Berlin based Australian vegan singer songwriter Emaline Delapaix. I write on piano, acoustic guitar and celtic harp and live with my Canadian rescue kitty Reece.emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.comBlogger153125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-83162818615494714602021-07-06T04:32:00.000-07:002021-07-06T04:32:17.601-07:00Sleep Well, Sweet Boy<p><span class="d2edcug0 hpfvmrgz qv66sw1b c1et5uql oi732d6d ik7dh3pa ht8s03o8 a8c37x1j keod5gw0 nxhoafnm aigsh9s9 d3f4x2em fe6kdd0r mau55g9w c8b282yb iv3no6db jq4qci2q a3bd9o3v knj5qynh oo9gr5id hzawbc8m" dir="auto"></span></p><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFL_kMGQW6o/YOQ-W_q1xaI/AAAAAAAAURM/Kskd_iShOTcfveNfTdBiPwIWE0-9HZ_UACLcBGAsYHQ/s1654/reecefarewell.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1654" data-original-width="1654" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFL_kMGQW6o/YOQ-W_q1xaI/AAAAAAAAURM/Kskd_iShOTcfveNfTdBiPwIWE0-9HZ_UACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h640/reecefarewell.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Last Thursday evening we said goodbye to our sweet Reecey in his beloved garden under the Hydrangea bush where he spent hundreds of hours over the last 9 years. <br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">A comical figure in our apartment building, he helped bring the neighbours together, encouraging friendships to blossom, especially with our upstairs neighbours Cornel and Gratiela who loved him very much. I found Reece in a shelter in Toronto, Canada when he was 2 years old in 2003, and he accompanied me everywhere over the years including living in Toronto, North Vancouver, in a cottage on Bowen Island in British Columbia, a weird hippie/student farm in Biebertal near Giessen, Kiel, a caravan in rural Mecklenburg Vorpommern and to his forever home here in Weissensee Berlin.<br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">He was loved by so many people including many cat sitters over the years, but he had a special connection with Emily who took good care of him for over 4 years here in Berlin. One of my favourite memories was when Emily read a poem to Reece and filmed it. He was always so calm in her presence. </span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br />Just over 7 years ago, both Reece and I were very lucky to have Lukas come into our lives. I would jokingly call Lukas ‘Luke Daddy’ to Reece, and it stuck. He loved Lukas so deeply, and it was reciprocated by Lukas with beard scratches and boy time when early in the morning Reece would climb onto Luke’s shoulder in bed like a parrot and just hang out while Luke read, and I was still asleep. Being foreigners in another country and especially a big city like Berlin has often been lonely for us, but Reece gave us comfort during the difficult times. We were a family. We didn’t realise just how much we loved Reece until he was gone. The house is so quiet.<br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">We miss his scratching when he wanted to go outside or come in as well as his little trills when he was excited or would greet us in the morning as well as the funny noise he would make that sounded like a ‘bass drop’ when he was really relaxed. We miss his obsession with sniffing a bag of carrots and Luke’s armpits after a hard days work, and running through the house wanting to be chased, the late night walks…sometimes with the other crazy cat lady up the road who would walk her cat Tiffany at the same time… That was a sight for passers-by that made them smile. We miss the yowls when he was ready to come back from the neighbours garden (we had to lift him over the fence when he got older and couldn’t do it himself), the cuddles and snuggles, the snubs when we went on tour, the Canadian style patience that turned into annoyance when Lukas teased him or when I was learning the Viking violin, and it got on his nerves just a little too much, giving me looks like daggers. We miss scratching under his chin, massaging his legs when the arthritis got bad, stroking his head and ears, brushing him and lifting him into the bath to drink straight from the tap and most of all….watching him relax in his favourite spot in the garden lit up by the sun, so contented, so beautiful. Such a wonderful boy.<br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I will miss you Reecey, you are my soul mate. Thank you for saving me and loving us so much. Sleep well now, sweet boy.<br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">…. 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of you may or may not know that I ran away from an abusive home at the
age of 16. As I have been getting older, especially over the past years
since I have been with my wonderful partner (and guitarist) Lukas and
seeing his loving family dynamic, I am realizing just how devastatingly
traumatizing my childhood has been in parts and trying to come to terms
with it by talking about it with him, writing music and now trying to
put it into words. When the mood takes me, I will post some snippets of
raw, flowing written memories of parts of my life back then. Please be
kind with me. I am not writer in this sense and I am not doing this to
get sympathy. I just feel like it's time to deal with a lot of this
stuff and I know there are a few of you out there who also suffered some
kind of childhood abuse…and probably so many that I didn't know about.
You're not alone and guess what? We survived it!…and somehow still
surviving. Hugs x<br />
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<b> MEMORIES from the flat in EAST MALVERN</b><br />
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Metal gates with barbed wire and padlocks. That's what you would see if you
looked up the long concrete backyard behind the flat, behind the shop
we lived when I was 12 - 16 years old. Along the right side on the long
concrete path that was cracked and crumbling were old sheds storing my
fathers electronic equipment and bulk goods that he bought with
get-rich-quick dreams that never amounted to anything. I have memories
of a small patch of grass but a panel van was parked over it. I don't
even think it was driveable and anyway all the concrete space was filled
with cars or stuff. There wasn't much space left for anything else.<br />
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There were 4 of us plus 2 small children living in that two bedroom
flat near the end of my time there and god how much I hated the tiny
space I was expected to grow up in without any privacy. I remember
filthy stains that years of living like this had produced in the carpet
that had once been white or cream…and cheap, worn out furniture that was
supposed to hold us upright after working sometimes 18 hours a day in
one of Dad's several businesses where the work never seemed to be done. <br />
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We had an outside laundry room halfway between the flat and the back
gate where the washing machine was kept. I would often sing while
filling or emptying the machine, using those precious moments in a way
to comfort myself and to bring relief from the life I was living. It was
the one place I remember being able to express myself creatively
without the fear of being ridiculed and I would sing over the old
rickety machine, using it's rocking and shaking booms as a kind of drum
to create melodies to sing over. <br />
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Over all of our windows were bars. He told us it was to keep criminals out but years later I understand the real reason they were there. He had also pinned a sign to the back door of the flat facing onto the concrete path that read: "This property is guarded by shotgun 3 days per week, you guess which 3"…a perfect example of my fathers paranoia, violence and humour summed up in one line.<br />
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But underneath my fathers humour was a darkness
just waiting to strike out at anyone who dared to undermine his
authority or didn't follow the rules, doing things as perfectly as his
neurosis demanded of us. I remember writing lists. Lists, lists,
lists….sometimes 50 or more things to do daily. Lists that needed to be
completed and shown to him to be checked off. Lists that if weren't
completed on time meant you were beaten and screamed at. If you failed
to complete a list to a satisfactory level then according to him you
were a piece of s**t, scum that didn't deserve to live, an embarrassment
and no longer part of the family. This might last a few hours or a few
days until you were back in his good books again and at some point it
all became a blur to me, this life, this apparent living and I learned
to breathe and tread quietly. Sometime around my 14th birthday I began
to shut my mouth, keep my head down and started to plan my great escape.<br />
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-30846331475197003152018-03-08T14:36:00.002-08:002018-03-08T14:36:31.578-08:00A Very Happy International Women's Day to you all!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />This is the day we celebrate the movement for Women's Rights and how
far we've come. As Maya Angelou said "Each time a Woman stands up for
herself, she stands up for all Women".<br /><br /> So I will take this
opportunity to share with you five Women who have inspired, challenged
and healed me over the years and I would love to know who has inspired
you too!<br />
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<br /> 1. Maya Angelou - Thank
you for giving me the strength to pick myself up all those years ago
during a breakdown after reading your book 'I know why the caged bird
sings'. You're such an inspiration.<br />
<br /> 2. Ani Difranco - You
inspired me to become a musician with a strong DIY ethic, to create my
own music and my own shows, and to accept myself and my sexuality and
sing about it in songs without fear.<br />
<br /> 3. Nina Simone - Fierce,
amazingly talented and so brave. I am in awe of the music you created
especially during the civil rights movement. Thank you for some
perspective.<br />
<br /> 4. Tori Amos - You've given me comfort during some
of the darkest times of my life, challenged me to write more honestly
and kicked me up the ass when I needed it.<br /> You'll always be my goddess.<br />
<br /> 5. Kate Bush - As a little girl you frightened and confused me but that
confusion soon morphed into a mystical, magical mad world I could
escape too when the normal people got me down.<br /><br />
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-29996259987419958832017-12-18T13:03:00.000-08:002017-12-18T13:03:19.996-08:00RIP Ralph Carney<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I found out today that my friend and great musician Ralph Carney has left these plains and still can't believe it. Ralph and I become cyber music pals via myspace in 2006 and didn't meet in person until 2010 when he helped me organize a show at Amnesia in San Francisco. I have very fond, groggy memories (and silly videos!) from that evening when Ralph introduced himself and I literally threw him on the stage (watch him shake my hand on stage) without him knowing the song and asked him to jam along which he did<span class="s2"> in true Ralph style. I had no idea that this guy was a legend until I mentioned 'my friend Ralph Carney' to an Italian horn player here in Berlin and he was well impressed. If you don't know his work, google him and check out: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Carney" target="_blank">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Carney</a><br /></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Over the years, we kept up our long distance cyber friendship through Facebook, sharing what was going on in our lives now and again, at times giving advice and offers to visit both Berlin and Portland to share shows and most recently some recording. I'm going to miss his hilarious Facebook posts, random late night crazy messages and animated gifs on his way home from gigs. Ralph, you were a true artistic nutter and I will miss you. It was a pleasure and honour knowing you. Rest in peace pal. x</span></div>
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My condolences to Ralph's family and friends….<br /><br />Live video from our first meeting & Ralph improvising, in Amnesia San Francisco, Sept 2010.</div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-59272589682025223632017-10-01T07:41:00.000-07:002017-10-31T08:05:47.939-07:00AUSTRALIA Part One: Gosford, Alive: Plant Based Festival & Canberra Living Green Festival <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I had the pleasure of performing at two vegan festivals in Australia recently with perfect weather on both days. On Friday night I took the train up the coast for my very first visit to Gosford which I had heard was a bit of a hippy place and I was not disappointed. The Alive: Plant Based Festival is a sweet little festival set in a park in the centre of town and boy they packed a lot into the tiny area including various performers and talks, local animal welfare organizations, products as well as loads of yummy food. The hosts were lovely and after the show I stocked up on raw chocolate, churros and a yummy buddha bowl for my journey to Canberra. That weekend I had a lot of luck including connecting with Gosford based musician Sandy Bigara aka Starviking: <a href="http://www.sandybigara.com/" target="_blank">www.sandybigara.com</a> who let me stay on her couch on Fri and sorted me out for a keyboard for the show as well as vegan rapper Elizabeth Usher aka MC Pony: <a href="https://veganthused.com/" target="_blank">https://veganthused.com</a> who gave me a ride from Gosford to Canberra as she was also performing at both festivals. So a big shout out to Sandy and Elizabeth for their kindness. You are both amazing!</div>
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And the kindness that weekend continued in a big way. I was dropped off directly at the home of Antonia from <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Canberra-Magic-Kitchen-1664631403790072/" target="_blank">The Canberra Magic Kitchen</a> after my Gosford show. Antonia connected me to the Living Green Festival and helped me get a slot to perform there. She also kindly offered me a bed for the night and plied me with delicious homemade food when I arrived and the next afternoon after my performance so thanks again Antonia and family for your generosity. </div>
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I absolutely loved the Living Green Festival in Canberra. It's definitely one of the nicest vegan events I have ever attended and they had so many wonderful stalls of food, shelters and products that snaked their way around the park and thoughout the buildings. I sampled the most amazing homemade from scratch vegan pasta and raw vegan cheese cake ever! as well as delicious and wholesome pancakes from the Canberra Magic Kitchen. That weekend I ate well, believe me! The audience were great, I sold a stack of CD's and also got the chance to enjoy sets by MC Pony and Hope Street: <a href="https://www.hopestreet.net/" target="_blank">https://www.hopestreet.net</a> who lent me their keyboard for my performance so cheers for that! </div>
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To top off a perfect weekend, the last act of kindness was from Aanand from Navyaz who distributes V-Dog throughout Australia: <a href="http://www.navyaz.com.au/" target="_blank"><span class="s1">www.navyaz.com.au</span></a> </div>
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He was selling vegan dog food at the Living Green Festival and as he was driving back to Melbourne that evening he offered to give me a ride all the way to Benalla where my mum picked me up. We enjoyed a pleasant 5 hour journey through beautiful rustic rural landscapes discussing all sorts of things from veganism, the state of the world and travel experiences. Aanand is a lovely family man who I wish all the very best to in the future and I hope to one day meet again.<br />
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I have to admit to having some negative ideas/thoughts about my own country but all these lovely folk have definitely opened my mind and heart and I feel very grateful for these experiences. :)</div>
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Churros and Buddha Bowl in Gosford</div>
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The Living Green Festival in Canberra</div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-85809935583042350242017-09-26T08:02:00.000-07:002017-09-26T08:07:59.020-07:00Nihao, Zàijiàn and Xièxiè China!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Nihao, Zàijiàn and Xièxiè China! / Hello, Goodbye and thank you China!<br />
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It was a pretty crazy 3 days. I will admit to swearing many times as I muddled my way around Beijing and my journey to the Great Wall of China in the stinking heat on the local buses and trains using terrible Chinese and lots of pointing. I will also admit to freaking out when I realized<br />
your government blocks facebook, google, gmail and whatsapp which is basically all the means of communication I have to the outside world except my 15 year old phone which for some reason stopped sending sms once we left Russia. It wasn't always easy but I am glad I got to spend a little time having my stereotypes challenged, meeting many kind Chinese people and learning some Chinese which apparently I was told wasn't too bad!<br />
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The gentle elderly people in Beijing who would smile and say hello back when I greeted them in Chinese in the Hutong alley ways where I was staying<br />
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People playing ping pong every day near the hostel<br />
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Eating vegan Chinese food!<br />
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Sitting and listening to a man and woman playing the Chinese violin and singing Chinese opera under the bridge<br />
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Feeling safe in Beijing as so many guards everywhere but also a little strange<br />
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The kind transport guide at the station who gave me 2 yuan as a gift on the last day when I ran out of Chinese money and couldn't find a currency exhange near by<br />
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Vegan food on China Southern Airlines. Best ever with real vegetables and braised tofu.<br />
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The Great Wall of China<br />
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The constant car horns and trying to get across the road without getting run over by a motorbike, car or bicycle<br />
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Getting lost a million times and thinking, oh wait it's near that temple and realizing there is a damn temple on nearly every corner<br />
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The Chinese government blocking facebook and gmail :)<br />
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Having to bring your own toilet paper in the toilets where you have to squat over a hole. I guess I missed that memo!<br />
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Not having enough time to go into the countryside to explore.<br />
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Thanks to everyone who supported my indiegogo campaign which has enabled me to go on this trip back to Australia to do a solo tour with a visit to China on the way. The campaign is still open for the duration of my trip until mid October and includes lots of treats in return for your support including exclusive acoustic CD's, poetry postcards, house concerts and more. You can find out more here: <a data-ft="{"tn":"-U"}" data-lynx-mode="async" data-lynx-uri="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Figg.me%2Fat%2Fsongsfromtheroad&h=ATPRPNcLEZwTORgX11Ayfdy5zqWcRCG8aj07jClfJ6oD_iCrFS83z-EDRy63uwAi9cqeVB5qSLEa7rWDE5I-xqcI0TwQSoVUevv2CJ3aegK17q1bRCrl8ay0QiUtEDtOMC_fZE_NrVyjAOdvXjqzVWefyXVdVFxadY4bzBF-6Tf1FslP-vi6shZd7MUmRGxAIzN-271V94upjN2IXOmD1mcIR_Y3NG_7hknbHrXa-CKKBmlagq3OGxHdUYNGo5TaFOmc_PC7iUgcVEFu02qsWVqUkvpNAYIjhrs" href="https://igg.me/at/songsfromtheroad" target="_blank">https://igg.me/at/songsfromtheroad </a> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">During April Lukas and I went over to England to do a little Spring tour from South to North and we were very lucky with the weather as it was hot most of the time so we got to spend a lot of time outdoors between concerts. Here is a little run down of the tour. Thank you so much to everyone who came out to our shows and to the hosts for having us in their cafes, restaurants, theatres, yoga rooms and homes. It was a pleasure and we hope to see you again in the future.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Our first show was really wonderful. A beautiful space to perform in, delicious food and wonderful people. This was the cafes first event as it has only been open for 3 months and it was a smash hit. The vegan lavender latte was divine!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Technically my first house concert as part of an already running house concert series in the UK and it was really fun. We shared the night with Dutch singer songwriter Gitta de Ridder and Marcus took really good care of us making a delicious (but hot for me) curry. * Not to self, do not eat curry before performing. I was a bit afraid that people were falling asleep during the show but turns out they were just intensely listening and afterwards we all had a good chat. Took some of that curry home and on the 3rd try I was able to master it. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sweet little cafe not far from Oxford.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lovely hosts and amazing brewery with all sorts of vegan beers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">This show was on easter sunday with lots of rain so we didn't have a huge turn out but the people who came were very nice. There was one odd part though: the woman throwing up into a bucket during the show who for some reason didn't get up and leave with her friends during our two sets. Lucky she was pointing the right way and didn't share that with the audience members. I just remember thinking, we're definitely not in Germany now, no offence England. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">We had a fun time here. I got to sing and play piano for the first time on live radio before the show on the local radio too. Haven't heard it yet. Hope it was ok! At Thyme to Eat we played to some very nice people. I liked the restaurant as it's lovely and big and really enjoyed the curry afterwards. Shame about the loudmouthed woman who seemed to make it competition to be the loudest person in the room without any disregard to the other people who had paid to see a concert and eat a meal. Ironically I heard her mention how some people can be such twats and simply do not know it…I was so tempted let me tell you but I held my tongue. Oh and the crooked tower. Loved it. Made me think of Harry Potter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Very friendly audience and played a living room type show in a small but very sweet space. Sadly we didn't get to see much of the town as spent 2 hours battling with traffic and closures to get back home. Maybe next time, as it would be nice to visit again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Always a pleasure to visit this quirky and special venue and it's people. Sadly we had some goblins screwing up the technical stuff and the sound was very difficult during the concert but we made it through and met some very nice people afterwards. I'd love to see more of the Lake District, it's such a beautiful place. Thanks to the Arts Centre who put us up in a lovely house for the evening and we awoke to sun streaming through the room. Finished our visit with a little walk on the beach and a leisurely drive and lunch on the way home.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Marcus's curry & picking wild garlic on way to gig</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sunny weather most of the time</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lovely audiences and hosts</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Delicious food at all the gigs</span></div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-71525183557462979392017-02-16T10:37:00.002-08:002017-02-16T10:37:51.757-08:00Depression vs Emaline - round three<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In 2008 I was diagnosed with Bipolar II and was given several types of medication. It was explained to me that I could never lead a normal life and that I must avoid stressful situations at all costs. I was also told that sadly the reason I never reached my full potential was likely because of my bouts of depression but that I had done extremely well considering that there is Bipolar and Schizophrenia on both sides of my family as well as the fact that I had suffered from quite severe mental and physical abuse in my childhood which has definitely shaped the way I see the world and how I behave. I've had two breakdowns in my life, both triggered by being in abusive relationships though luckily for me, only mentally abusive. As I say this it sounds strange to say luckily...but it could have been worse. A year after being put on medication I decided to go off the meds because I had put on a lot of weight and found myself living in a fog of exhaustion, sleeping around 15 hours per day and losing my creativity, the only thing I felt I had at the time and could count on. The last straw came when so intoxicated by the medication I fell down the stairs and that was my wake up call. It was then I decided (along with the feeling of not being there and even having suicidal tendencies in response to these meds) that I would take myself off the medication and learn as much as I could about how the brain works and replace the meds with vitamins, healthy food, better living and learning how to be mindful and manage my anxiety through dabbling in buddhist teachings/podcasts and yoga. That and trying not to allow negative, damaging people into my life. (That took a few tries :P)</div>
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It's been an uphill battle but somehow I have managed to get myself through a couple of mentally abusive relationships without having a breakdown and finding the self esteem to eventually walk away as well as the difficult path of deciding to become a musician in 2010 and pursuing that path full time ever since. Last year I had a really difficult year. I didn't know how I would make it through but I am so lucky to have found an amazing person who has been there for me no matter what. I feel like in my life I never had that before so it's been sort of strange and at times I wondered what was in it for him and questioned if he had an ulterior motive. But it seems no, he doesn't. Not all people are damaged and in turn damage you. That was a revelation for me to learn. Seems like such a simple notion now and to him I am so grateful.</div>
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So I have made it this far but over the last 6 months as 2017 turned into a repeat of 2016 with money problems, car problems, housing problems and more I have been finding I am coping less and the strategies I had for making it through don't seem to be working anymore. It's become a lot harder to make a living from music because of a lot of changes in the industry (people not willing to pay for live music / venues not willing to pay / GEMA / styles / other factors) and I'm only just starting to get my head around that and working on ways to adapt so I can continue doing this thing that has saved me so many times I have lost count.</div>
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But I am struggling with life. Lately my depression feels like it's surrounding me and my anger and anxiety have become daily features of my personality which is something that makes me so sad to see after all the work I have done on myself. I've not given up, I just feel I need to express myself. It's easy to wonder what's wrong with you when on social media you constantly see posts from people who seem to be living the most wonderful lives full of happiness, success and fulfillment. It's easy to wonder, am I the only one who feels either nothing or a mild dread most mornings when I wake up? What is wrong with me? Why can't I be normal and happy and just get on with things like everyone else? That's a question I've been asking myself for most of my adult life but it stopped for a few years when I was more on top of things. Now the darn question has returned. I don't know what I am trying to achieve with this post. I just want to get it out. I also know logically I can't be the only one who feels like this or who has to live with this kind of illness that can't be cured. They told me I had bipolar. I still don't really agree because my symptoms were also partly due to being in that abusive relationship but I do know that I have some kind of mental illness, a deep well of depression that I could fall into at any moment if I am not careful. So I will keep on fighting, keep on struggling, trying to find new ways to mend myself so I can get back up again and enjoy life. I really want to enjoy life. I am different than I was in 2010. I understand that my brain doesn't always work properly and I am aware of this. I am trying as hard as I can to remember that when I start to feel the darkness climbing under my skin. I am grateful that I even have this awareness. Again it could always be worse. I am trying to focus on the positive things. There are a lot of positive things, if I could only see them sometimes…GRRR :)</div>
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If you feel the same, I hope this post brings you some comfort and maybe we can share tips and tricks. If you don't understand what it's like to live with depression then I hope my words can give you some insight as to what your friends or family may be going through and maybe you can be an anchor for them when they need some stability and someone to keep them safe until they get through the storm. Hugs to anyone who needs one. x</div>
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Oh and I should also thank my cat. Over these past 8 years he has kept me going. The touch of his paw on my skin or his little head against mine when things were really bad has given me great comfort.</div>
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Which reminds me, my favourite part of the walk today was when I was at
the foot of the magnificent rock and somehow a few times I walked into a
patch of stillness not affected by the wind. When this happened I took
the time to stop and catch my breath and marvel at how very far away I
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Day One in the Faroe Islands: Today I had the pleasure of going to Studio Bloch in the Faroe Islands where the wonderful Eivør has done some recording. It's a beautiful space and from the moment I played the piano I knew it was the best choice to come here and record my song 'Turmoil of Winter' which is about my own experience with depression. It's been raining and very windy since I arrived yesterday so the setting seemed perfect and I am pretty happy with the songs we got down today.</div>
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After the recording, Theodor the engineer and I were invited over for dinner by the owner of Studio Bloch and I had a very nice time learning about the Faroes, drinking rum and tea and jamming with the local talent. Now after a big couple of weeks and a long day of recording I am falling into my bed very tired.</div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-58880447654802367782016-10-29T17:26:00.000-07:002016-10-29T17:26:12.705-07:00The Saddest Polar Bear In The World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Animals don't belong in Zoos, Circuses or Aquariums.<br /> They don't deserve to be caged in pens where they cannot turn around and never get to see sunshine or breathe fresh air. They do not deserve to be kept as slaves for our amusement nor abused, raped and killed so we can indulge ourselves.<br /><br />
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can continue being part of a selfish cycle that's not only causing so
much pain to fellow sentient beings, but also destroying the earth and
lining the pockets of big corporations, giving them even more power over
us and society? <br /><br />How can anyone justify being part of THIS and be OK with themselves?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/us-china-polarbear-idUSKCN12R17E" target="_blank">http://www.reuters.com/article/us-china-polarbear-idUSKCN12R17E</a><br /><br />
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-47581883877103056062016-07-15T11:41:00.000-07:002016-07-15T11:41:09.720-07:00A dose of nature for Mental Well Being?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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down lately as well as dealing with weird reoccurring illness shit.
Trying to figure out what helps to lift the mood including some diet
changes, upping vitamins, some exercise, walks etc but realized
something. When I am in my little garden tending to the veggies and
fruit some kind of peace comes over me. Today I just sat for 5 minutes
while a plump bee did his rounds inspecting each yellow cucumber flower
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have this as my symptoms don't fit, I obviously have a life long mental
illness that can pop it's head up at any moment to bite me in the ass.
It affects my daily life, it affects my creativity and the ability to
get as much done as I would like to. Each day is a challenge to keep
moving and not let the cloud engulf me. Obviously nature is some kind of
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woods more often and see what happens. For those of you out there also
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-79716142335441578962016-05-31T12:46:00.000-07:002016-05-31T12:46:16.408-07:00May travels to Germany, Austria, Switzerland and Liechstenstein<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We have been gallivanting all around Europe during May playing shows in Germany, Austria and Switzerland with a few days off in Liechtenstein: my favourite of the smaller countries.<br /><br />Thanks to everyone who came out to one of the shows at the Stuttgart Vegan Street Day Festival, Widnau Switzerland, Emsiana Kulturfest in Hohenems Austria, Wasserburg Germany, Bregenz and Schwaz Austria. Also thanks go to people who put us up and fed us in Switzerland, Austria as well as in Liechtenstein. We are grateful for your hospitality.<br /><br />Lowlights:<br /><br />* Getting a cable car to the top of the mountain in AT and realizing we couldn't see a thing<br />* The lack of decent vegan food at times which meant I was often hungry<br />* The rude guy at the Wasserburg show<br />* Never having enough time to spend with everyone we liked<br />* The awful pain in our legs after a wet 3 hour hike down a mountain the next day<br />* Not so great sound on stage at a couple of locations<br />* Hotel breakfasts....ugh. Never any vegan options. And that reconstituted orange juice.<br />* Saying goodbye to the mountains....and all the cats :P<br /><div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-72700339291649864102015-09-08T01:30:00.000-07:002015-09-09T04:28:00.191-07:00How it all Began<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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5 Years ago exactly to this day I began a great journey, hitchhiking from Toronto to Vancouver with only $20 in my pocket eventually teaching myself enough guitar that I could live from shows. Right now I would have been sleeping in Desbarats Ontario and by morning I would witness the birth of a cow and then head out onto the country road to get my next ride.<br /><br /></div>
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Some of you know that I have battled with pretty serious depression since my early 20's. With a lot of hard work and life changes I have been able to get it to a manageable level over the past few years but I still have some pretty tough days. One of the things I believe is that a healthy diet can do wonders for the mind. I did a lot of research on this topic and came to the conclusion that a diet high in raw and uncooked foods can be really beneficial for people who suffer from depression and mood disorders, especially people with bipolar and ADD because of how the brain chemistry works. </div>
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Over the past few months I began to eat a lot more uncooked foods, then smoothies and now I juice as much as I can. A lot of people scoff at this but I can tell you that for me when my diet is loaded with fresh fruit and veg, it really makes a difference to my mood. It's such a shame that when you go to the doctor for depression the first thing they usually do is push pills on you, pills that cause side effects loaded with chemicals that we have no idea how we will be affected by 20 years down the line. Don't get me wrong, sometimes a person is in such a bad state that they need a little help short term for their own safety, but this should only be used if there is no other option and more safe, logical and healthy options should also be advised by the doctor. A friend recently told me that doctors only have a few days of training in nutrition as part of their training which for me is crazy. I think it's important they know more about nutrition and how the body and mind works in relation to this. But if they can't arm us with the knowledge to help ourselves, then we need to take matters into our own hands and educate ourselves. </div>
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So if you're feeling a bit down try this for a few days. Even if you don't have a juicer you can make do with a big salad bowl, a giant strainer or sieve and a wooden spoon to push the juice through the pulp. Honestly, it only takes 15 min of your time and how long would you spend cooking a delicious meal? 15 min to improve your mood and supply you with lots of vitamins and minerals that will help your body every day doesn't seem like a lot now does it? </div>
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Healthy Boosting!</div>
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Change the amounts to your liking and tastes. Blend for a few minutes, pour into sieve and strain, compost the little pulp left over, drink and reap the benefits.</div>
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Dear Maya Angelou.</div>
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Thank you for your beautiful words, hope and wisdom. Thank you for your endless light, energy and fierce strength. Thank you for fighting for and giving voices to African American women and men for over 50 years and countless others. I've been reading your poetry and books since I was teenager and 'I know why the caged bird sings' never failed to give me comfort when I felt alone, hurt and lost. Thank you for giving me the seeds in learning to believe in myself. You will not be forgotten. R.I.P</div>
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I just wanted give a shout out to everyone this past week who helped organize a gig for us, gave us a bed, cooked us a meal, showed us around their town and came to a show. Lukas Creswell-Rost and I had a lovely time in Switzerland, Austria, Liechtenstein and Germany are very grateful. Thanks and see you again. Oh and for those of you who wanted to know more about Luke. You can find him here: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/lukascreswellrostmusic"><span class="s1">www.facebook.com/lukascreswellrostmusic</span></a> and listen to his newest track at soundcloud: <a href="https://soundcloud.com/lukascreswellrost"><span class="s1">https://soundcloud.com/lukascreswellrost</span></a></div>
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I raised a little money from my CD sales in April for the following animal charities in Germany and Austria. Please check them out when you have a chance as they really need your help! <a href="https://www.facebook.com/StadttaubenprojektFrankfurt">https://www.facebook.com/StadttaubenprojektFrankfurt</a><br />
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That moment when you're a teenage girl, lost and trying to find your own voice and you first hear Precious Things by Tori Amos and you're like, YES! YES! you understand me and I understand you. You're fierce, yet delicate and you're not afraid to show us your heart, your pain and you have no shame. Not anymore. It's been over 20 years Tori. Thanks so much for helping me through the darkness. See you tonight!<br />
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-35763906492754558672014-05-15T05:42:00.000-07:002014-05-15T05:42:58.790-07:00Performing at the Liverpool International Music Festival in August!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'm very happy to announce that I will be playing at the Liverpool International Music Festival @LIMFestival 2014 <a href="http://www.limfestival.com/"><span style="color: #3b5998;">http://www.LIMFestival.com/</span></a> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/reveal"><span style="color: #3b5998;">#reveal</span></a><a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/limfsummerjam"><span style="color: #3b5998;">#LIMFsummerjam</span></a> !<br />
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I'm trying so hard to be a better human being because I don't want to hurt anything or anyone. I'm not perfect but choosing to be vegan, starting a little garden and buying cruelty free is my own personal big step in the right direction. Every day I hope I can learn something new to live a kinder, more aware, and gentle life. A life I can be proud of. I urge everyone to avoid supporting companies that test on animals and watch this beautiful video to remind us all how dogs deserve to live; with grass under their paws, playing and jumping in the sunshine. Not locked up in cages in dark rooms being tested on so people can have their lipstick and washing detergent. We all have the power to make beautiful changes in the little choices we make each and every day. <a href="http://www.onegreenplanet.org/news/beagle-rescue-delivers-nine-dogs-from-the-lab-to-loving-homes-video/"><span style="color: #3b5998;">http://www.onegreenplanet.org/news/beagle-rescue-delivers-nine-dogs-from-the-lab-to-loving-homes-video/</span></a></div>
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emaline delapaixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09542291668465583283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17023212.post-21554576847228738852014-05-02T05:51:00.001-07:002014-05-02T05:51:36.063-07:00Anti Capitalism - Fight it with every day choices and with your veggie garden!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I know that no one is perfect and it's really difficult to live in our society without it affecting someone, somewhere in a negative way. That's how governments and corporations have set up the system to work but hey, here's an idea. Why don't we start our own little revolution at home by planting a little garden in our yard or on our windowsills or balconies? Some things are relatively easy to grow such as lettuce, tomatoes and herbs and there is nothing more powerful or satisfying than picking and eating your own produce. How much more anti capitalist can you get? </div>
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And to take things further we could waste less food by sharing it with our neighbours and friends through <a href="http://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.foodsharing.de%2F&h=-AQEHJ557&s=1" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">www.foodsharing.de</a> or other online or face to face avenues. We could buy local, supporting people in our own backyard, encouraging small, handmade businesses, folk who enjoy what they do and put time and love into what they create. </div>
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We can trade our skills with other people. I make some soap and you trade me some of your delicious veggie curry. Reduce the use of money! Like my music and want to trade some handmade CD's for a handmade scarf or a couple of jars of Dandelion Honey? Awesome. I would love to! There is so much we can do at home to fight against capitalism, living our lives more responsibly, connecting with people and making things more beautiful. Please feel free to share your ideas here too!</div>
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