Curled up on the beach

Notes from the traveling journal. Sunday November 25.

I don't know. I just want to be free. Lately I've experienced so many different ways of life and ways of living. The fact that it doesn't matter where you come from or, what kind of background or, what kind of goal you've got in your life. We are all part of the same madness. I find beauty in insanity. What defines us is what we do and how we interact with people. Today I welcome life with open arms.

A friend of mine told me today to "breathe life with open lungs". We talked about this moment I had alone on the top floor of a hotel I stayed at in Hanoi. No guests allowed. I just had to. Top of the world. I went for a smoke and then I did these yoga breathing exercises while gazing over the endless horizon of the old ancient city. Panoramic view. When I  close my eyes I can still feel the same wind and sunshine on my face. Hear the everlasting humming from of the Old Quarter. All the different voices. The cars, the motorbikes and the hammering on their horns. Dogs barking. Kids crying. Laughter from a far distance. Skinny buildings, skinny people, a skinny country on the map. I gave Vietnam my heart. Someday I'll be back there again.

Picture from Hanoi, The Old Quarter. Walked some rounds and just watched life circle around it for a couple of hours. Magic.

I look up at the moon and see a helicopter pass by in the clear blue sky. Not a cloud. Body and both feet on the ground. I'm breathing. Inhaling life with open lungs. Head heated after a long day in the sun. I'm smiling. A chill breeze make me shiver. Yet I'm as comfortable as I could ever be.

I don't know. I experienced one of these moments again today. One of those moments that makes you forget all about where you are, forget everything around you. You get absorbed into this action. Your eyes closely studying this small and coincidental scene in two strangers lives. The symmetry and balance in this particular picture made my heart beats go faster. A rush of excitement ran through me life fire in dry grass.

On the other side of the street there were two double windows facing straight towards me. A stairway. Two floors. Four frames. Just like in the movie Rare Window by my man Alfred Hitckcock. Sometimes I think me and him share some of the same esthetic fascinations. These two people that I suddenly caught myself in watching did at some point walk the stairs up each floor like two identical dolls. The exact same movements on two different levels. I don't really know why these three winks put me so out of place. They were moving boxes up and down the stairs. The reminded me of human robots.

I felt the hammering in my chest again when I saw a mighty eagle circle the sky, I still lying on the sofa on the veranda at my Italian friend's house. There must be something in the Australian sand and salty sea. The waves lullabied me today. I drifted off into the motion and pulse of the great ocean. Sun burning on my neck. I feel reborn.

Tunez: Trentemøller - Take Me Into Your Skin

Barbie's Dead

"Dressed up like dead Barbie. Head about to be decapitated. All her fingers got no more finger tips, they got eaten all off, and the neighbourhood girl glued all her hair to the fan. Bam, bam, bam, oh no Barbie don't you go dead. Another tear to shed. Dead Barbie's still walking, whip-lashed but she's still talking. Wearing these fine tiny shiny shoes." 

Heading for Perth Airport, then me and Issie are roadtrippin down to Byron Bay in the morning. Awesome!!! Got no words to describe all these feelings humping and bumping around inside. Byron, you just have to love Byron. See you guys at the Great Northern Friday. Lots of love and light K xxxxx

Tunez: Goons of Doom - F.A.G, Fingered, She Wore Rat Skin Boots

EY GOONIES KEEP THIS DAY FREE !!!

"FRIDAY 16TH NOVEMBER

GREAT NORTHERN

BYRON BAY, FREE ENTRY"

Sometimes you just have to face the fact that you can't manage. Fail. Uni work. Can't do it. Overload. Alarms in my head screaming out system failure, error, blue screen. Shut down. Computer says no. But it's too late to cry. There's more important things coming up. The major paper. Now it's all about music. Turn and then burn the last page. Start fresh on a new one. Waisted too much time worrying. About what? Hard to say. Head's a mess. I keep a journal every day and I always scribble down all these small itineraries to try get the most of my time here down under. All these challenges. I face them wherever I go. So many things draw my attention. Things like this especially ...

Australia just keeps getting better. In my wildest dreams I could never picture this semester and the outcome of it. I'm still only half way on my trip and it terrifies me just thinking of it! In a good way that is. This journey gets me shaking. I never wanna go home. So amazed. Mark my words it hasn't all been like a good dream fairytale, but I choose to look forward to Byron Bay upcoming Friday. And so should you! 

My Sydney Riot presents Goons of Doom with special guests The Fisted Princesses, Bec and Ben, and Mylee Grace at The Great Northern Hotel. It's gonna be rad! The Corona House has again this week hosted a bunch of these crazy talented musicians. The Goons are making another record! Can't wait to hear the Belongil Beach vibes recorded on tape. I guess they've written history again. Anyway, if you're in the area you should bring your grandma, aunt in law, your neighbours' sisters, you mom and  all the other fellas that you meet on the road to the Great Northern! Read more about the event on the My Sydney Riot blog.

Here are some pictures from the Goons' gig at the opening of the new Volcom Boardlab September 29, Coolangatta, QLD. Epic night! Got so many new cuts and bruises on my arms and legs resulting in the nickname Mr. Bum. Thanks to my horrible skateboard abilities and awesome taste of music I got a bunch of new friends and memories for life. 

 We kids were loving it!

It's like I'm in this dreamlike state of mind fully aware of what's going on around me. At the same time I drift off into this other dimension watching everything from the outside. Lucid dream. Cultural shock. So many feelings inside. I'm about to burst! Rush of love. I'm totally blown away. Viet Nam with its people, temples, cuisine, bays, markets, mountains and massage marked me forever. Tomorrow I'll say goodbye to Safety Bay and Western Australia. East Coast is calling. Good vibes and waves! Love K.

Tunez: First check out all of Goons of Doom's records here and prepare yourself for a blast this Friday. Then check out the links to the other bands! It's sure gonna be a night to remember. 

Distractions

Dreaming myself away. Sitting on the roof of a treehouse. Imagination running wild. Dancing on the green leafs. Swinging in the backyard. Can't help it. Spacing out again. Hiding in the shade. I'm surrounded by a subtropical jungle of flowers and plants. Thermometer says 24,5 degrees. I rub a leaf and smell the sent of cinnamon. Stupid fly nagging on me. Roll another cigaret. Deep breath. Typing letters but they don't make no sense. Blur. Found a guitar in the shed. Tuned it. Great. Another distraction. Playing Cartwheels. Patti you make me smile. This week I'm staying at my great aunt and uncle's in Perth. Love it here. So nice to get away from the "traveling as a group" concept. Not my cup of tea. I prefer Coronas. Heaps! One month left of Uni and I'm done. Finished. Insane in the membrane.

Here are some pictures from our week in the Corona House. All taken by my friend Paul Bianco. Mylee and her milkshakes. Tasty flavours. Miss them so. The atmosphere. Epic. Such a beautiful and talented group of people. Can't wait to go to Sydney! Everybody, pray to the sunshine!

My head's still in Byron Bay - Belongil Beach. Good vibes as you can see in the pictures. My body's in Safety Bay, Rockhampton. Tonight I will check out a magician at the Black Box Theatre in Fremantle. If we make it there in time. Life is a big fat distraction itself. Wonder if I'll ever get this assignment done...

Tunez: Mylee Grace - Baby Talk