Boulevard of Broken Dreams

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I while ago now, I arranged Green Day’s “Boulevard of Broken Dreams” for two cellos. It was only the other day when I rediscovered it and decided to record it so that I could hear how it was supposed to sound…and then I got a bit carried away and added some drums and guitar. Two days later, I was in an article! And here it is:

We spoke to the woman behind this cello cover of Green Day’s Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

 

the fragrance of humility

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Beautiful words from a beautiful friend

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Through this whole whirlwind of baby life i have had constant support. It has been an amazing experience to be cared for – from people doing the pile of dishes, folding my laundry, back rubs, holding my screaming child, just spending time with me when i need company and many other things. Through allowing people to help me i have realised my need to relinquish control, admit i need support and be humble in allowing people to fill my needs. This has been difficult for me because i am often the one doing the serving and supporting of others. I have learnt much letting go and being vulnerable in this time, but most of all i have learnt to be humble.

I have been reminded of a story in the bible, where a woman washes Jesus feet  (if you are unfamiliar with this story you can check it out here

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It Might Take Me A Thousand Years…

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I’ve been thinking about dreams lately and the power of goals. With the beginning of a new year comes a sense of refreshing and a clean slate. Of course, in reality every second is a clean slate, but it does help to have an exact date to put another year behind me.

You may know my particular dream goal by now, but I’ll reiterate:

I want to play a female Doctor in the BBC Doctor Who series, possibly the first ever if I’m clever about it.

I was expecting a chorus of negativity and disbelief when I first swallowed my fears and began telling the world what my dream was, but the result was quite surprising. People were encouraging. The most common response I receive is “that’s a fantastic goal, you’d make a great female Doctor!” In fact, people tend to believe passionately in my dream more than I do!

And the great thing about now having my crazy ambitions in the open and actively following them, is that I feel so at peace with myself. The challenges are still challenges, but they feel more like opportunities to step closer to my dream and strengthen my resolve, whereas before there was that uncomfortable burning feeling in my gut that I wasn’t being true to my deepest passion and putting myself through hell regardless.

Now, I know precisely how ambitious a goal this is. For one thing, I’ve read the mass of uproar against the possibility of a female Doctor. People were furious that there was even, most recently, a female regeneration of a previously male Time Lord, leaving the possibility for the shows title character to do the same. I’m also only too aware that, living in Australia, it is far more difficult for me to infiltrate the UK television industry and the BBC. But that won’t stop me. I’m in this for the long haul, and the beginning of every new year is another chance for me to look back and see how far I’ve come, regardless of whether I’m shaking hands with Steven Moffat or not.

Speaking of years, here’s another cello loop pedal cover I’ve been playing with:

A Thousand Years by Christina Perri

 

She Will Be Loved (I hope)

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I’m performing at a charity concert tonight (7pm, Loop Bar if you read this in time) and was practising my cello and experimenting with different cover songs when suddenly Maroon 5 popped into my head. Not the new stuff, their early work which my entire family used to sing aloud to. I realised that this particular song, or the chorus which I was looping, has a pickup and if I start on the beat of the following bar it sounded all jumpy! So, I decided to take another technical leap and start the loop on the pick up…it took a lot of practice, but I got there! And here it is for your enjoyment: She Will Be Loved.

The Best and Worst of Humanity

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Yesterday, my phone was stolen. I was working as a wine promoter in a liquor store handing out free samples and this particular couple was suspicious from the get-go. They didn’t take anything, or so we thought until it was break time and I went to use my phone. They were very slick, very good at misdirection. In my phone case was also my debit card and public transport card, and they managed to spend $100 using the PayPass technology automatically included on many credit cards these days. I hate PayPass. I never even used it and now it has betrayed me. I can get the money back, although replacement costs and time lost in hassle is frustrating.

Why am I filling the internet with bad news? Because from every situation can be taken many different kernels of truth. Most people in my situation stop at the “my stuff was stolen, those bastards, I’m angry” truth. I certainly went through that phase. But then came a different way of looking at things, which I espoused to a friend who was outraged on my behalf:

I don’t often experience the worst of humanity, and somewhat ironically it’s just reminded me of how lucky I am.

I’m surrounded by beautiful people…and loved ones in this magical bubble and it’s probably good, in a way, to be reminded that there are people who don’t have that. Those bastards who stole my phone, I know who they were because we were suspicious of them at the time, they have a story. I don’t know what it is, but pretty sure it involves drugs and some form of abuse. That doesn’t excuse them, but it makes me reflect upon my own life and imagine how different it could have been…

Upon posting that my phone etc. had been stolen, I received many heartwarming messages from the people in my life; the worst of humanity also inspired the best of humanity. I think that’s a common theme in life – something frustrating, terrible or even horrific happens to you, inevitably, and it sucks. Of course it does. And it’s completely okay to wallow in that, for a while. But look closely, because within those thorns that are pricking you there are roses. There are people who care, people who are good and a beautiful blue sky.

At the end of the day, in my case, it was just stuff. Things were stolen. Others have lost much more and I am so fortunate to have the people I do in my life, and I was extremely fortunate to have those people who have since been lost.

Thief, this does not excuse you. I hope you learn something from this, too, and I hope that whatever situation you are in which lead to this occurrence improves. You can still be the best of humanity, you always can be, and so can I.

The Clock Has Been Ticking

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Much time has passed since I last posted on here. To be fair, my life has been filled with events. For one thing, my wedding is in March and I’ve been running around figuring things out like how how many people we can afford at the reception and what music to have (the jury is still largely out on that one). I’ve also been acting as much as humanly possible – as an extra in television series such as “Ms Fisher’s Murder Mysteries” as the lead in student films:

And writing/acting in my own projects as well as attending class each week and, of course, continuing my discipline of a Doctor Who Quote a Day, which I began back in March:

I recently auditioned successfully for two different projects, one theatre and one film. One is with the 1812 Theatre performing a very physical role in a heartwarming coming of age story entitled “The Book of Everything” and the other in an original short horror film with a surprisingly uplifting ending called “After Trauma”. I’m very excited to get my teeth sunk into both projects and to continue developing my acting technique!

Keep you eyes open for a Doctor Who Series B minisode in the coming weeks, too; we spent a day filming in a park, much to the delight of two young boys on bicycles who later asked for our autographs!

And, speaking of clocks ticking, here is a cello loop pedal improvisation of “Clocks” by Coldplay.