So, after a lot of prompting from some musician types I know, I’ve decided to upload some of the music/beats/tracks I have made.
I wear dresses, I have a beard, I drink tea, I make beats :D
Edit: Posted again, because I forgot the bloody link!
Ms. Amelia Stone Website
So, I finally got around to what I believe is the finished website for my alter-ego Ms. Amelia Stone. The site is a full archive of everything I have of her, and once I have moved house will get updated with new work on a regular basis. Please enjoy, please share, and if you post any of the work, please credit properly :)
I am beginning to feel these days that this blog is very one-sided. By that, I mean I don’t feel like I am giving enough to the world with it. Sure, I am providing some sort of aesthetic experience for some, perhaps some minor degree of inspiration for others, but at it’s core I worry it’s all done so I can take love from people. I worry that the internet makes us desperate for likes, notes, reblogs and all that. That this all comes from a selfish place, a vain place of ego. I give with my work, but I feel that perhaps I am, in some way, doing it for the wrong reasons.
I wish to give more, and not take so much. A lot of you show me a lot of love, but I don’t do much to return that, and I want to change this balance. So, please, let me know what I can give. What can I do to help, and make this better for you?
Snapshot from last night. Myself and my friend Jen took some of my stuff over to my new place. We had a chance to play, and I finally tried on my leather kilt. Afterwards I was quite content and happy, and she snapped this shot of me curled up on my new bed, feeling quite joyous and comfortable :)
It feels like we too often mistake the action that generates a feeling for the feeling itself. Overtures of joy, kindness, happiness and fun, are often just that, an overture, a gesture, a token effort. We forget to feel the feeling itself, and focus on the action instead. It’s too easy this way to mistake the action made from false desire, with something that is a genuine feeling. The artifice becomes our reality. Is it truly a feeling, or is it the idea of a feeling projected on to the world you think you see?
A certain swordsman in his declining years said the following: In one’s life. there are levels in the pursuit of study. In the lowest level, a person studies but nothing comes of it, and he feels that both he and others are unskillful. At this point he is worthless. In the middle level he is still useless but is aware of his own insufficiencies and can also see the insufficiencies of others. In a higher level he has pride concerning his own ability, rejoices in praise from others, and laments the lack of ability in his fellows. This man has worth. In the highest level a man has the look of knowing nothing.
These are the levels in general;. But there is one transcending level, and this is the most excellent of all. This person is aware of the endlessness of entering deeply into a certain Way and never thinks of himself as having finished. He truly knows his own insufficiencies and never in his whole life thinks that he has succeeded. He has no thoughts of pride but with self-abasement knows the Way to the end. It is said that Master Yagyu once remarked, “I do not know the way to defeat others, but the way to defeat myself.”
Throughout your life advance daily, becoming more skillful than yesterday, more skillful than today. This is never-ending.
— Yamamoto Tsunetomo - Hagakure
One of my favourite passages from Hagakure, a book I recommend to a lot of people, and that certainly helped shape some of my attitudes in life… and which you can buy here