Note from sickbed (delayed). . . .
Tue 26 Apr 2011
I had some kind of complete meltdown on Marks&Spencer in Glasgow on one of those very rare days off while on route. For various reasons, various hardships sneaked up on me and I was standing at an isle contemplating life and death and the struggles of being an artist/soul/woman/human being when the overbearingness sneaked up on me like Batman himself. I fell to the floor and so did the raspberries I had in my hand, the troubled breathing lead to some severe lumbago which ment I couldn't move and had to lay straight for a few days. In a valium haze I took a flight back to my loved ones where a strong man cracked my holy spine loose and I was soon able to walk again. Little did I know it was my troubled hip joint that was the problem in the first place, so had to go back to a horizontal mode. My body then decided Easter was the perfect time to let a god damn flu blossom out, so I spent the whole easter praying to God to get better, drinking ginger tea while watching Apocalypse Now wishing nothing more then that I could have been on that stage with you.
I am really sorry for not being able to perform but I will make it up to you as soon as I possibly can, which is probably announced today already.
Happy late Easter apologies.
Had some unexpected time on my hands so more philosophizing will follow.
In the meantime:
Rilke: No feeling is final.
Simone: Don't give people what they want but what they need.
Someone: If you want answers, never ask questions.
Love always and truly.
LL
PS. Video to Sadness is A Blessing is coming very shortly. From one heart to another.
