deborah conway

deborah conway

Originally uploaded by Illuminata.

bumming around in hobart on a saturday night, we picked up the street press and were lucky to catch a stalwart of the oz music industry in an intimate and radiant performance.

the republic – i suspect one of hobart’s hippest venues – filled up with groovy baby boomers and lesbians of all ages to see deborah conway belt out some new and some old with her band. the photo, i admit, is a shocker, but we were there, and you can see how close we were – i was actually sitting on a speaker box right in front of the stage, beside a packed dance floor, shielding my right ear from rape by decibels as the head-high speakers were even closer than deb herself. she played for a couple of hours – i think the encores lasted as long as the set itself, and it was inspiring to watch this survivor of 80s chart success – unpretentious, cheerful, strong and funny, doing it her way.

still alive and brilliant indeed.

of souls and sources

okay, i admit it.

i’m a drug visionary.

my mother would find that alarming, not to mention threatening. my friends may look at it more in terms of a self-important excuse to get wasted, but it’s more complex than that. here, below, are my writings from last night, copied direct from the page.

At first I heard it in the old language; like a bolt of divine light suffusing and galvanising me. Then I felt it as a connection to everything, a humming connection to the energy of everything that moves…
In the past I’ve had great trouble managing my own energy, but I have begun to reconnect to the rhythm of the rhythms.