February marks the return of my busy life; gigs, concerts, rehearsals, day trips, parties, exhibitions – it’s all go, go, go in February. I’m waking up! From Queen Elizabeths Hall to Proud Camden to Northwood Hall, I’ll be taking to the stage in a variety of guises and I’m glad to get back to my natural habitat. My bike is fixed, so I can explore. My tax is paid, so I can stop guarding my pennies and return to being a penniless musician. I’m going to Brighton, for Valentines and mod fun, and I’m going home, to help. This is my final month of being in my early twenties.
I’ve made a February playlist and if you have Spotify you can have a listen too. It’s chilled out and grown up, classy and a bit curious. The kind of music you could listen too whilst working from home in the day, or have in the background whilst knocking back a few drinks and then keep playing into the night for when the boy returns and the nighttime activities begin. It’s navy and grey, flashes of copper and occasionally burgundy – but never too dark or oppressive. Dark green corduroy shirts with battered satchels, and with enough space for plumes of smoke to curl and light to filter in through slightly grubby windows. And if that sounds pretentious, those are all the things that this playlist has soundtracked so far this month. Long may she reign.