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I have neglected LJ terribly. I know. But rather than making an update simply because I feel one’s due, I’m so compelled to start typing and put it all down.
I’ve been in Brisbane for the weekend reconnecting. Reconnecting with my friend Lisa, reconnecting with my life before Steve came along really. A girly weekend in every sense of the word, but bigger than that.
On Friday we headed out to see Prince, the catalyst for the trip really. Steve wasn’t keen to see the show so I figured rather than buy him a ticket and see him attend under sufferance I should just take a trip to Brisbane. He was incredible, such a showman and true musician. So super sexy. I’ll write much more about the show on Sounds of Oz, so I’ll save the comprehensive review for there, but wow. Sitting in the room with mobile phones glowing and purple glitter falling from the sky in “Purple Rain” was something I’ll never forget.
The next day we headed out and saw “The Five-Year Engagement” and wandered around the shops before heading to the local RSL. Had an amazing steak and deep and meaningful chatting over bottles of wine before heading over to the piano bar. The guy was great and happy to take requests, and we met some lovely young kids who we got on with really well. Young boys got involved (young, young not even 20 young) and we ended up dancing with them until the wee small hours. I’m just glad I switched to water when I did so I didn’t have a hangover to contend with.
After all, Sunday was perhaps the day I most connected with my former self. Long term readers of my blog might remember a band called Invertigo that had my whole heart about ten years ago. I loved them, and I especially loved their lead singer Christian. So did Lisa. That’s actually how we met. So when we heard he was playing at an RSL not too far away, we were there. I’m a very different person to the one I was a decade ago, but I still felt the butterflies at the pit of my stomach. When he walked into the room I was nervous to look at him. But then he spotted us during the break between songs and broke into a big smile, and it was all OK. It was amazing to hear him sing again. Cover versions of course, the staple of the afternoon RSL act, but still incredible. Especially hearing him do songs that were so dear to me like “No Such Thing” and “3am.” All my worlds colliding.
And between sets he’d come and chat with us. We talked about those heady days with the band and we caught one another up on where we are now. We had a really amazing talk about having children, how it’s impacted his life and stuff that made me feel better than I have about the prospect in a while. He still talks to you as if you’re the only person in the room. He’s still so handsome. It was so good to touch base after so long, and to do it at the point I am now. He was so interested to hear about my writing. How many people get a chance to catch up with someone that was such an important part of their life once they’ve come out the other side? While I have elements of it, I’m far from the fan girl I once was. I felt so much cooler, less tongue-tied, more me.
He walked us to the car park and told us how good it was to see us. When he hugged me he told me he remembered me “very fondly” and I melted. He still has the power to do that. Those heady days of Invertigo are gone, but goodness it was special to go with Lisa and enjoy some semblance of them one last time.
And now I’m sitting in Brisbane Airport, typing in Word as I can’t quite work out the wi-fi, heading back to my normal life. Steve’s really enjoyed his space this weekend, but he’s so eager to have me back that he’s working from home. I’m definitely sad to leave. Lisa and I don’t get to catch up nearly enough. But when I’ve got a love like Steve’s to get back to, it makes the prospect of returning that much easier.
I’ve been in Brisbane for the weekend reconnecting. Reconnecting with my friend Lisa, reconnecting with my life before Steve came along really. A girly weekend in every sense of the word, but bigger than that.
On Friday we headed out to see Prince, the catalyst for the trip really. Steve wasn’t keen to see the show so I figured rather than buy him a ticket and see him attend under sufferance I should just take a trip to Brisbane. He was incredible, such a showman and true musician. So super sexy. I’ll write much more about the show on Sounds of Oz, so I’ll save the comprehensive review for there, but wow. Sitting in the room with mobile phones glowing and purple glitter falling from the sky in “Purple Rain” was something I’ll never forget.
The next day we headed out and saw “The Five-Year Engagement” and wandered around the shops before heading to the local RSL. Had an amazing steak and deep and meaningful chatting over bottles of wine before heading over to the piano bar. The guy was great and happy to take requests, and we met some lovely young kids who we got on with really well. Young boys got involved (young, young not even 20 young) and we ended up dancing with them until the wee small hours. I’m just glad I switched to water when I did so I didn’t have a hangover to contend with.
After all, Sunday was perhaps the day I most connected with my former self. Long term readers of my blog might remember a band called Invertigo that had my whole heart about ten years ago. I loved them, and I especially loved their lead singer Christian. So did Lisa. That’s actually how we met. So when we heard he was playing at an RSL not too far away, we were there. I’m a very different person to the one I was a decade ago, but I still felt the butterflies at the pit of my stomach. When he walked into the room I was nervous to look at him. But then he spotted us during the break between songs and broke into a big smile, and it was all OK. It was amazing to hear him sing again. Cover versions of course, the staple of the afternoon RSL act, but still incredible. Especially hearing him do songs that were so dear to me like “No Such Thing” and “3am.” All my worlds colliding.
And between sets he’d come and chat with us. We talked about those heady days with the band and we caught one another up on where we are now. We had a really amazing talk about having children, how it’s impacted his life and stuff that made me feel better than I have about the prospect in a while. He still talks to you as if you’re the only person in the room. He’s still so handsome. It was so good to touch base after so long, and to do it at the point I am now. He was so interested to hear about my writing. How many people get a chance to catch up with someone that was such an important part of their life once they’ve come out the other side? While I have elements of it, I’m far from the fan girl I once was. I felt so much cooler, less tongue-tied, more me.
He walked us to the car park and told us how good it was to see us. When he hugged me he told me he remembered me “very fondly” and I melted. He still has the power to do that. Those heady days of Invertigo are gone, but goodness it was special to go with Lisa and enjoy some semblance of them one last time.
And now I’m sitting in Brisbane Airport, typing in Word as I can’t quite work out the wi-fi, heading back to my normal life. Steve’s really enjoyed his space this weekend, but he’s so eager to have me back that he’s working from home. I’m definitely sad to leave. Lisa and I don’t get to catch up nearly enough. But when I’ve got a love like Steve’s to get back to, it makes the prospect of returning that much easier.