Now that I've been back in NZ a while, I suppose I had better finish off this blog, yes?

S'been six weeks or so since I finally came home to Aotearoa after three years of meandering about the planet...
Seems a much longer time ago that I was surviving on my busking... I'm well up for doing it again one day though; all that singing on bridges, the random jams that occured, the amazing / crazy / just plain random people I met, all the different currencies that were thrown to my case, bearing as it did the sticker 'Spiritual Fruits not Religious Nuts'. Oh, the comments that that sticker attracted... I remember in particular the Punjabi portraiteer from Chatelet, Paris that called after me 'Hey, Spiritual Fruit! Spiritual Fruit! Come back here!' as I walked away from his bargaining. Wow, those days are long gone...

Instead of those days of wondrous uncertainty, I've been quite happy back here. Have just returned from a three week tour of the South Island with brothers AJ, William, Maestro Mikey Dee and Oscar (Grouch). 'Twas all rather fantastic... played lots of rockin gigs in some top venues and reconnected with lots of old faces. Back here with my guitar, I'm realising it might be time to write some new songs - plenty of lyrics have been floating about in ma heid, that's for sure...

SO that's it from me anyhoo.. until next time, I'm signing off from Buskers Boulevard.. thanks fi reading...

By the way, all of these posts are published backwards, so to start from the startm you'll need to read from July backwards, if that makes sense. aroha xxoo