LUKE SITAL-SINGH

Now brewing #hdj2

Tue, 14 May 2013 12:38:52 +0100

Now brewing #hdj2

Today’s charity shop purchase.

Mon, 13 May 2013 18:35:32 +0100

Today’s charity shop purchase.

This happened yesterday. Still buzzing #hdj2

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 10:17:49 +0100

This happened yesterday. Still buzzing #hdj2

so this is out today. hope ya’ll like it...

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:29:13 +0100

so this is out today. hope ya’ll like it http://t.co/pg0F3ejsws

"Do Not Be Ashamed You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly..."

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 22:10:15 +0000

“

Do Not Be Ashamed

You will be walking some night
in the comfortable dark of your yard
and suddenly a great light will shine
round about you, and behind you
will be a wall you never saw before.
It will be clear to you suddenly
that you were about to escape,
and that you are guilty: you misread
the complex instructions, you are not
a member, you lost your card
or never had one. And you will know
that they have been there all along,
their eyes on your letters and books,
their hands in your pockets,
their ears wired to your bed.
Though you have done nothing shameful,
they will want you to be ashamed.
They will want you to kneel and weep
and say you should have been like them.
And once you say you are ashamed,
reading the page they hold out to you,
then such light as you have made
in your history will leave you.
They will no longer need to pursue you.
You will pursue them, begging forgiveness.
They will not forgive you.
There is no power against them.
It is only candor that is aloof from them,
only an inward clarity, unashamed,
that they cannot reach. Be ready.
When their light has picked you out
and their questions are asked, say to them:
“I am not ashamed.” A sure horizon
will come around you. The heron will begin
his evening flight from the hilltop.

”

- Wendell Berry

The Story of the Cracked Pot

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 11:59:35 +0000

Back in the days when pots and pans could talk, which indeed they still do, there lived a man. And in order to have water, every day he had to walk down the hill and fill two pots and walk them home.

One day, it was discovered one of the pots had a crack, and as time went on, the crack widened. Finally, the pot turned to the man and said, ‘You know, every day you take me to the river, and by the time you get home, half of the water’s leaked out. Please replace me with a better pot.’

And the man said, ‘You don’t understand. As you spill, you water the wild flowers by the side of the path.’ And sure enough, on the side of the path where the cracked pot was carried, beautiful flowers grew, while the other side was barren.

‘I think I’ll keep you,’ said the man.

- A short story by Kevin Kling

in pursuit of silence

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 12:44:00 +0000

this looks awesome. i pledged. go on

Trains

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 12:03:30 +0000

There’s something about trains that gets me thinking.

I’m currently on tour through Europe opening gigs for a great Irish band called Villagers. The tour is just over halfway through now and I’ve been travelling on trains.

Lots of trains.

When I’m on a train for 6-8 hours at a time it makes me think. In fact when I’m stuck anywhere for 6-8 hours I’m probably gonna do a bit of thinking, but there’s something about trains.

Something about the movement and the consistent speed.

Something about the passing world, which in Europe is a world I’ve never seen. Houses I don’t recognise and street names I can’t pronounce, people I don’t know, languages I can’t speak.

Something about the lives and all the living that keep coming and going and coming and going again as I watch through the window. So many different lives. All so detailed and rich.

Stories. So many stories. Stories with beginnings and endings but mostly middles. Stories of friends and enemies, mistakes and glories, life and death.

Stories I’ll never be a part of. Stories I’ll never hear, and can only imagine for the briefest moment before the train rolls on and a hundred more pass me by.

There’s something about trains that make me think about these stories

and my own story

and how I’m writing it.

Irish Myth

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 20:03:17 +0000

Ever since I fell in love with songs, Ireland has remained a mythical place for me. A country with such a rich history of folk music and amazing singer/songwriters was always going to be of great interest to me. Needless to say I’ve always been pretty keen to sing my songs in Ireland.

I’ve just got back from a short Irish tour, opening for Martha Wainwright. It was a complete blast. These weren’t my first ever shows in Ireland as I went there during my tour with The Staves. I’d already played one show in Belfast, which was horrible and one show in Dublin, which was great. So my first experience was mixed to say the least. This time it just had to be great and it was. Phew. Martha has a great fan-base of respectful music lovers who were so attentive and respectful.

Travelling around Ireland by train showed me just how beautiful the country is. The free train wifi made up for the fact that the train service was so confusing I never had the faintest idea if I was on the right train. It’s a wonder I ever made it to any gig.

The Taxi drivers were a definite highlight. It seems every driver has a strong opinion on music, but then maybe it’s just a general Irish thing. There was no hiding the fact I’m a musician whilst putting a guitar in the boot of their taxi. One driver was adamant he prove to me he was a musician, so he rummaged around at his feet whilst driving, searching for a drum stick to show me. I assured him I believed him but still I guess it was worth risking our lives just to make me certain.

My favourite taxi convo was with a sweet guy who’s accent I could barely understand. He kept talking about Elvis being a karaoke singer or something and not liking white singers as much as ‘the blacks’. He chatted away to himself for a while and finally asked me about my music..

‘What music do you play?’

‘Singer/songwritery kinda thing, kinda pop type stuff you know’

‘Is it folk?’

‘Urm well not in my opinion but I guess maybe’

‘I hate folk. Is it sad music?’

‘Yea kinda sad’

‘I hate sad music’

‘Oh, Ok’

And there ended that conversation. We sat I’m silence from then on.

I cannot wait to get back to Ireland to continue strengthening the mythic presence it has in my heart.

Such an inspiring place in which to improve my craft.

galway

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 12:23:13 +0000

galway

gearing up for some touring. details soon…

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 14:31:17 +0000

gearing up for some touring. details soon…

I guess UPS stands for Unnecessary Parcel Size

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 13:01:52 +0000

I guess UPS stands for Unnecessary Parcel Size

Photo

Fri, 25 Jan 2013 14:31:45 +0000

harold fry

Fri, 25 Jan 2013 12:57:48 +0000

i like to read books.

but really, as others have told me, i like books more than i like to read them.

because of this i haven’t made the switch from book to ebook yet.

nothing beats the feel and smell of a new book. and the way it looks on the shelf next to all the other unread books.

joy.

i’ve tried a few times to read ebooks but there’s just something that doesn’t work right.

the words don’t go in as deep when they’re from a screen.

but i just got an ipad mini and decided to try ebooks again as it’s so small and nice to hold.

i want to read my novels this year. i think i read just one last year. so i bought a ebook novel.

the unlikely pilgrimage of harold fry.

recommended by a few friends.

i’m loving it. such a sweet story. the story is compelling and profound.

whether you get it on paper or pad

it’s definitely worth your time.

new ep artwork currently being lovingly handmade by...

Thu, 24 Jan 2013 22:50:35 +0000

new ep artwork currently being lovingly handmade by @hannahcousins

"‘art isn’t a result; it’s a journey. the challenge of our time is to find a..."

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 21:36:27 +0000

“‘art isn’t a result; it’s a journey. the challenge of our time is to find a journey worthy of your heart and your soul.”

- seth godin

portable wallet stand for apogee one. patent pending.

Thu, 17 Jan 2013 18:04:03 +0000

portable wallet stand for apogee one. patent pending.

to the netherlands (at London Gatwick Airport (LGW))

Thu, 10 Jan 2013 15:19:16 +0000

to the netherlands (at London Gatwick Airport (LGW))

stars and sons. utterly butterly nutterly. just gotta love...

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 20:37:17 +0000

stars and sons. utterly butterly nutterly.

just gotta love it.

(you wouldn’t believe it but i played guitar on this track!)

so worth doing

Sat, 05 Jan 2013 11:00:54 +0000

so worth doing