I’m in a good space. If I had the ability… You know I would be pulling these moves from the 1995 VMAs.
The KING!! (via artofkawaii click on it to go there)
A few months ago my Manager Lady (Marcee) told me about the Wawela Music Awards. “Wouldn’t it be cool if you were nominated?” she said. I shrugged and moved on with life. You could say that I am not exactly an ‘award artist’. It’s just not something I consider. I spend my time dreaming up fantastic songs, videos and performances.
I excitedly called Marcee to let her know that I was nominated. She LOST her damn mind ha ha ha. I called my dad and said “I’m nervous because I am up against Lira in both categories.” My father responded “Lira is great but she is not unbeatable”. Knowing that my parents thought I could win was enough for me.
On the 28th (June 2013) we were all dressed up and ready for the big night.
Honestly, I was more concerned with my performance than I was about winning. Whenever I perform I focus all of my energy on the performance. Once that is done, I become normal again. I had just finished my performance when I heard “Black Porcelain”. It was for Best Creative Album.
Everything after that is a bit of a blur. I went and posed for a pic (forgive the crazy look).
I had to get out of my performance dress and as soon as that was over I thought I could relax. While I was looking for a wine glass, I heard “Black Porcelain” again. I couldn’t believe it. It was my second award. TWO BLOODY AWARDS!!
Needless to say Marcee and I partied (like it was 1999) and then took one last picture before we passed out (promptly)
So there you go! I can now say Invincible Summer is an award winning album and so am I. Ha ha ha ha. This silly post has taken me much longer than I thought it would. Love & strength to professional bloggers. I need a nap.
What a lovely surprise seeing young Corinne there.
I will forever love how John Mayer cannot hide who he is on stage. Such a beautiful, passionate and awkward maker of music.
This weekend was perfect! Woke up after 10. Went to Old Biscuit Mill to eat food, admire bearded boys, talk to friends, buy kale (stop rolling your eyes), drink wine and act like the weather was not semi-gloomy.
After Biscuit Mill Marcee forced me to drive to Shelley’s (on Kloof) because she HAD to have juice. Not just plain old Carrot Apple & Ginger like me. She had to have Apple, Pear & Mint juice. Something about the colours behind her and the way she was smiling… It felt beautiful. I had to take a picture of her. We also laughed a lot. Till my tummy hurt.
Sunday was pretty much yummy food and watching Dr Who. I couldn’t ask for a better winter weekend.
I thought I wanted to go to Brazil for the World Cup next year. After much thought I realised that I’m just not passionate enough and my FOMO is non existent. So… We’ve decided that we’re going to…
This seems much better than being in a place where everyone is there to ‘have fun’ and ‘enjoy the soccer fever’.
Need to learn how to say ‘this drink is awesome! I love this song… now kiss me.’ Kidding… Kinda… Not really… Maybe.
Have you been to Spain? Did you like it? What didn’t you like about it? Where should I ABSOLUTELY go and what should I miss? Let me know.
I’ve been quiet because I went home for a bit. I needed the quiet time with people that I love.
Something tells me it is time to get back to yoga and training. My time at home was basically me overdosing on love and food.