Marina and the Diamonds

DIAMOND JUMPS SHIP.

2009-06-30T05:30:00.000-07:00

JEWEL ALERT!

I have moved my blog across to www.marinaandthediamonds.com. I want more space than my lil 'ole blogger.com can provide so asked my online team if we could create my own internet world. A fairy somewhere in the world clicked her fingers and all of my dreamz are coming true.

Hope you will follow me there. <3

Marina

FREE IN FARRINGDON.

2009-06-22T08:21:00.000-07:00

I am performing at Puregroove in Farringdon tomorrow night (Tuesday) for my launch of 'The Crown Jewels' 7" release!

The gig is FREE and we are also serving up free Pimms for all diamond fans.

Please come by and say hi. I can't reveal anything BUT ALL I CAN SAY is that there are gonna be loads of '2009 type synthz girl soundz', loadsa of 'kool drugz' & probz Mischa Barton .

YaY!!!!!!!!!*

On a serious note, it will be a chilled night in the best record shop in the uk, which now also functions as a BAR. Brilltown idea, hey?

Marina x

Go to puregroove.co.uk for maps and more info.

WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

2009-06-25T02:23:00.001-07:00

It's here!

My first ever music video, 'I am not a Robot', Directed by Rankin & Chris.

IT'S SHITNEY, BITCH.

2009-06-20T12:00:00.000-07:00

The Britney Obsession definitely correlates with your age and sex- i.e. if you were a 14 year old teen girl when she broke world wide, you will probably find it hard not to love her. If you were a 44 year old man when she broke world wide, you will probably find it hard not to love her.

I mention her a lot when I'm asked about inspiration and I feel like people laugh a bit, like 'Oh you!'. But she was a captivating performer, had a genuinely good singing voice when she was young and had worked SINCE SHE WAS 8.

So my friend Cara and I trotted off to the 02 Arena filled with nervous glee 3 weeks ago. Place was filled with 3-50 yr old girls and women dressed in cheap Hen Night costumes- we took to our seats nervously, waiting for Brit Brit to come onstage.

When she did, we both literally cried (or at least my face contorted a bit and my eyes welled with tears for a minute). She is our teenage idol, everyone. We could not react differently. I was shocked that I felt so intense seeing as she was a billion feet from me but its Britney Spears.

We both thought the show was great for a while but the cracks kinda started to show half way through. "Do these low end pole dancer moves count as actual performing? Does everything have to be so blatantly sexual that it doesnt actually feel very sexy? Why is she still feeling the need to dance in a bra and knickers?"

Britney is not really performing at the moment, yall. She is not singing, she is not relying on an out-of-this-world toned body- so I ask the question- What is she? Is she an artist anymore? Does she play an instrument? Does she write songs? Is she even real? Feel its a shame and feel its going to be a while until we see something that feels like real human gold again. I felt like she was a mannequin. She barely interacted with the crowd, the choreography was appalling and reminiscent of something you'd see in a strip joint. I was more surprised than disappointed. If your not busting out dance moves, please sing for me at least and show me some kind of reason for why I'm here..

Feel like her and her camp are relying on her brand and name. I am having to question her strength as an artist: Madonna was a visionary and pioneer. Brit Brit can take still her clothes off, ten years down the line. Bravo. Sad.

(PLEASE LORD DO NOT SMITE ME FOR CRITICISING BRITNEY- ITS THE FIRST TIME I'VE EVER SAID SOMETHING BAD ABOUT OUR GIRL BUT I AM SO SCURRED SHE IS BECOMING A PREDICTABLE EMPTY DOLL)

Now don't get me wrong- I will follow her loyally for the rest of my life. I am convinced she's going through a bad patch. She had a nervous breakdown and shouldn't really be expected to be breaking out the dance moves. But I just find it weird that talent can disappear so obviously. Its like they have all the boxed ticked now: She looks great and all, is working, world tour etc but is there anything moving behind the eyes?! Seems like she doesn't have the confidence to perform at the moment and that is why the show wasn't that good. Feel sad cause feel like she thinks she is only worth something if she is the pre-baby hot body Britney rocking the weird virginal image ad nauseum.

Point of this post: I was bummed that I didn't catch a glimpse of the Old Britney anywhere in the show.

Bottom line: Even if she bins pop and branches out in Bavarian Nose Flute Anthems 'R US when she's 68, I will still buy it and I will still be there front-centre gyrating around in the shitty £25 merch t-shirt I bought at the O2 Arena (''Cause it's a CLASSIC yall..'')

"YEAH, WE MET IN A CHAT ROOM IN 1992"

2009-06-20T08:54:00.000-07:00

I had a writing block for two weeks ya'll and I thought about it and panicked and worried about it and felt like had nothing of interest to say. The more I stayed away from blogville tennessee, the harder it felt to go back- I think it is may a case of e.g. running: if you dont exercise go for two weeks, you will suffer on your first day back at it.

It is kind of good I did not go on internet for two weeks as I felt my brain was going crazy/imploding and I was being mean and angry to people. I felt depressed about 'things' but I turned a new leaf for first time in about 4 months on thursday. I usually note things down everyday- things that inspire me/ things I want to ask you guys/ topics of convo etc. But for days and days and then weeks and weeks, I started to feel like nothing was fun or exciting anymore and that nothing was worth anything, void of inspiration. I wanted to shut up. I wanted my brain to shut up. And so it did.

Sometimes it is hard when you have wanted something for a very long time. Success can eat you alive and also lift you high. I have not tasted the kind of success that I crave yet but I suppose I am on 'this road' and have found I have had to make some significant decisions the past 2 months that have made me question who I want to be/ How I want to live my life/ What kind of message I want to give out. I have been a Moaning Minnie in some blog posts. Sometimes I cringe and wish I had never written them. I cringe to think I may have been exposed as weak/ low self esteem/ lacking in self belief when in reality I can take quite a lot of bullshit and I believe in my abilities to the bitter end. I guess the internets became my 'friend' as I could confide and reveal everything that was in my head without getting tongue-tied and being embarrassed/ experiencing social discomfort.

This brings me onto my topic of the day: Internet dating.

It is a tricky subject as even if any of you have done it, nobody will admit to doing it. Internet dating is preserved for freaks & loser only, right? People seem really prejudiced about the topic but it seems a more logical/ admirable way of meeting 'compatible' people for friendship/ otherwise at times than snorting some kind of horse tranquilizer in a ''kool lundun hangout''/ translation: Shyte-hole of the East.

In the beginning, in 1997, we all knew that it was only geeks/ socially inept/ divorced + old people who went on 'AOL Chat Roomz' to find 'the love of their lives'. The idea of finding someone on the internet was slightly exotic but also creepy. But as the internet grew, so did Internet dating. Last year, I noticed a slew of adverts all over London Underground Transport about ''Match.com'' and other such sites. Around that time, I remember being in a vintage store in Brick Lane where I heard two middle aged ladies talking about some dating site where the men and women asked each other if they were 'homeowners' before agreeing to go on a date. How she had gone on a date with some idiot (sounded like he was gay tbh) who made her feel even more desperate about her singleton status. Are we all a bit work- money -success mad nowadays? Do women and men really have no time to meet anymore? What followed were statistics in newspapers about ''lonely londoners'' about how women were choosing careers over men and babies and had no time to find hot dudes and how apparently 30% of londoners used dating sites. Higher percentage than I would've thought.

I can see the pros . I have seen the pros. It is hard enough to find one person you can 'love' in the whole of the UK, let alone London. I have only had 3 boyfs in 8 years so I am no expert but I have never found someone special 'normally' in a pub/ club / 'socialising hot spots' in London.

When Myspace and Facebook came along, it started to become slightly more acceptable to get to know people in this way. I met one of my now best friends on Myspace. I think he is a bit embarrassed about the way we met but I am not. I remember telling everyone in such an excited way, as if this was the new way of making friends- assuming Myspace was a gold mine of compatible people, just waiting out there to befriend you (LOL- WAKE UP, MARINA).

He changed everything and my life quite literally did a U-turn through knowing him. So Internet dating suddenly got opened up to hot people and was not just cornered off for freaks anymore and thanks to Myspace, 1 million emo guys + girls got it on, judgement-free, between 2004-2008 - R.I.P Myspace.

Makes me wonder, yall. All these social networking sites.. are they ruining our friendships or opening up a new world where we can find people with similar interests much more easily? What is this culture of self-obsession-Twitter-status-thingy leading to? A life lived out on the internet? Cause that is totally possible.. all you need is to have your groceries delivered to your door each week (go tesco.com to order). I dont even like Twatter but I have an account- I deleted the first one because I decided Twitter was bad for friendships/ the human race, only to cave and set up 'The Diamonds Club'' 2 weeks later. Now I can't delete the second one cause A) I will look like an unhinged moron B) It is now (correctly) considered a 'work tool' in the music industry. I am stuck with Twitter- I don't not like it but I don't actually like it. I don't know what to do. Seems like one more thing to worry about. Maybe life is full of those. Myspace dies, FaceyB is dying and Twitter is ruling now.

Wonder whether we will all bother going out for 'a coffee and a chat' in 30 yrs or have an emotional need for relationships past our husband/wife? Why bother when you can see what all your friends are doing every min of the day, what a great night they're having, how in love they, who did what 'crazy' thing at a partay?

To drive my point home, my best friend saw sites like Myspace as 'a filter'. You could tell whether you would get on with someone a lot more quickly through e-mails/ music tastes etc.

What do you think yall?

-What is your fave way to meet people?

-Do you use the internet for more than 2+ hours a day to 'keep in touch' with people?

-Is this weird/ unatural? Is just how our generation is evolving?

- Have you met someone on the internet before- boy or girl, friendly or otherwise?

- If not, would you?

Would love to know your thoughts.

WAR IS OVER.

2009-06-18T02:40:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone!

We have brilliant sunshine in London this morning and the video for 'I am not a Robot' is almost ready.

It was directed by Rankin & Chris.

I hope that you will like it.

All diamonds signed up to the mailing list will get the exclusive preview of it in their mailboxes along with (i know its hard to cope with the excitement of this...) biweekly newsletters from yours truly.

*You can sign up to the mailing list by going to my Myspace page.

I hope you're all okay.

Marina x

I AM ACTUALLY NOT A ROBOT.

2009-06-02T14:09:00.000-07:00

Have finally got to point where don't care about pop anymore. Don't mean pop music in general but rather the pressure to be pop and to have an album full of choruses. JUST. CHORUSES.

Love it that record labels are so obsessed with an act having 12 'POTENTIAL NO.1 SINGLES' on an album that they actually forget that there needs to be a tiny bit of soul in the music in order for 'the dumb masses' to swallow it. NEWS FLASH: It is not 1985 and people no longer buy shit cds.

Heard the other day that one particular major label is starting to look for acts again that have 3-4 hot single songs and 8 great album tracks. That is quite refreshing. I am very glad to be back in the realm of i-dont-care land again and think I shall stay here for a while. Not even bothered about when album is released-as long as the timing feels right and I am 100% confident that I am delivering a gem to whoever buys it (Hello again, Mother..).
Don't even find failure that scary when I imagine myself being 100% convinced that this record represents me and not 50,000 other people's sounds. Imagine if you compromised on an album because you thought it would make it successful, only for the album to fail. You would want to kick yourself in the cranium, wouldn't you. Imagine sitting in your fat-man sweat pants in front of 'My Super Sweet 16' for 7 days crying because you could have 'succeeded' if you'd done it your own way. Nobody likes a gal in sweatpants- Everybody likes 'My Super Sweet 16'.

Am open to the idea that my album may come out in January. Feel no need to rush now. Aware that these days the ''dumb masses'' move on quickly and everyone likes 'hit me hit me quick with the big fat chorus' tracks but I'm not really into that. One day I will post one of my old songs, before I even knew what a chorus really was, for comic value (this was only 18 months ago. I started late. I was no Britney.). Writing songs for the joy of writing and not because you are writing them so that you can be a Poop Star or get love on radio 1. My true dream is to become successful for what I do naturally, proving to people that you do not have to replicate other people's popular qualities in order to become popular.

I know and feel like I don't have the energy to do the whole 'I'm a perfect shiny pop star' act. And sometimes feel guilty for that. Obviously I sound cynical but that world does not satisfy me because it is hollow and shitty and fake. It feels almost sinful to contemplate spending my life on things like that. I dont think I can imagine trying to get into the celebrity magazine culture and making sure I was 'spotted' going shopping or whatever to stay 'current'. Find it kinda boring and the schmooze-factor of such worlds leaves me feeling angry that I just wasted 'x' hrs talking to a bunch of dick heads when I could have been thinking about something awesome on my own at home. That is why I prefer to talk to bloggers, because they are like me and don't care if I a spot on my face/ don't know or care what is the hottest new designer bag is. I feel like there is a time and a place for the shiny pop act and my time and place will come. But I think there is a lot more to life and a lot more to the 'dumb masses' than we give ourselves credit for.

Apologies for the subject of music tonight on the bog Have liked steering my blog away from it but we all slip up.

Back soon.

OASIS.

2009-06-02T13:02:00.000-07:00

Hello

Dont know if anyone would like to, but I'm doing a free gig at the Oasis store in Covent Garden on thursday at 7pm if you want to come. I'm doing 4-5 songs and it should be rather fun.

Here are the details if you're mid shopping spree and fancy a diamond shower: <3

I am playing at Oasis’ Fashionably Late event on Thursday 4th June.

There will be lots of fabulous and free treats across 3 floors of summer fashion, including a free cocktail bar by Annex 3 and Brockmans gin, summer nails by butter London, make up by benefit cosmetics and hair by Therapi!

Destination: Oasis, Unit 12-14 Argyll Street, London, W1F 7NT

For free tickets to our live gig email: late@oasis-stores.co.uk

Tickets are limited- email in soon to avoid disappointment.

YOU ARE NOT V FUNNY PERSON.

2009-05-30T05:39:00.000-07:00

There are a selection of small videos taken from tour/ radio 1 big weekend and mtv on youtube now.

Here are my faves i.e. the ones that I do not come across as a total dick in.

THIS GUY HAD MY JACKET ON

HUW + MARINA = AKON. I was bit drunk.. :-/

MTV

SMELL IN COLOUR.

2009-05-26T08:25:00.000-07:00

Been thinking about Synaesthesia today. As usual.

At one of my brief stints at 'University' when pretending to be music student, I vividly remember catching a lecture where I was led into talking about how I thought sounds had colours and tastes. Had originally gained entry to said-university by filling out my personal statement with a theory on this and how I experienced music solely through colour, texture and smell. Was not sure if this was normal but was pretty sure it was not Freakville, Ohio either and that other people out there might experience the same thing.

Did some research today. Got bored with scientific side of it very quickly but apparently synaesthesia is most commonly defined as when people perceive letters or numbers as inherently colored.

I feel very strongly about the days of the week having colours, as do I about numbers.

For example: 'My BrAiN sEz' that:

Monday = Red
Tuesday = Green
Wed = Blue
Thurs = Yellow
Fri = Red
Saturday = Orangey brown
Sunday = Yellow

Numbers:

Three- Green (SO fucking green)
Four- Purple
Five- Red
Six- Blue
Seven- Gold/ Yellow
Eight- Deep Purple
Nine- Brown
Ten- Black
Eleven- Silver

I do not agree with the below photo. What a joke.

Also see names and people in different colours. Also feelings and countries. Also smell scents that I absolutely know do not exist in the room at that time but not sure if that relates synaesthesia or something very different.

Below:

These are the colours some freak on the internet thinks the numbers on his Barbie-Phone represent.

He is totally wrong.

What a joke.

Do any of you diamonds think like this? I love (and equally hate) to hear what colours people think of for certain days- e.g. feels so wrong when one person thinks Monday is purple when it is so obviously red. Have had fights with people in past on this. Cannot punch anyone over internet though so please feel free to leave your thoughts.

AND SUDDENLY IT ALL MAKES SENSE.

2009-05-22T05:19:00.000-07:00

New song 'Girls' is now available for full streaming on my myspace!

hope u all enjoy. Actually, if you don't it doesn't really matter. Think you either 'get' this or you don't.

H8 TWITTER. LOVE TWITTER.

2009-05-19T10:29:00.001-07:00

H8 real human interaction, love electronic-marriage.

You have your very own club on Twitter now, Diamonds.

It's called 'The Diamonds Club'.

Wow.

Yeah I know. Can't help it if I have big, imaginative brain.

Sorry, dont be jealous, etc etc.

BEND OVER AND CURTSY.

2009-05-18T01:00:00.000-07:00

Say hello to a new song called 'Girls'!

Complete with real Greek bouzouki player & 6 and 7 year old Josie and Kiera chanting on the chorus.

Once site reaches its download limit of 100, link will become defunct.

https://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=batch_download&send_id=689031048&email=58b73ea73059bc689c2401c892569947

Enjoy!

MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE!

2009-05-15T15:06:00.000-07:00

After the last few blogs and the comments i've received from people, I've actually done a bit of a u-turn on my thoughts on ripping music. I have deduced that:

a- people will either rip your music or they wont
b- people will either invest in an album or they wont

The most important thing is sharing your music. Music makes you feel less lonely, can help you relate and should be a commodity available to everyone, whether they can afford it or not. Its then the consumer's choice if they want to buy it.
Times are changing and record labels are a bit slow at adapting. There will always be artists and there will always be audiences. The end.

So I think I'm gonna give away a new song on Monday morning. I will be posting a YouSendIt link on this site which will enable you to download an mp3 of said-song.

The give away will be limited to 100 copies.

Until then, have a lovely weekend shiny-ones! Im playing great escape tomorrow and am planning on getting F*CKED YP.

M x

CROWN MY JEWELS.

2009-05-15T08:47:00.000-07:00

On that note, say hello to The Crown Jewels EP artwork.

Artwork: By Cristiana Couceiro. (Thank you Cristiana)

Digital Release: 1st June
Physical release: 22nd June

Tracklisting:

1. I am not a Robot
2. Seventeen
3. Simplify
4. I am not a Robot (Remix)

THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED.

2009-05-15T04:14:00.000-07:00

Have been debating what is right and wrong for a while regarding 'illegally' ripping music and generally treating it as something that has no vale.

I am a musician so I am biased. But I know of many friends and piers (rich and poor) in the music industry who never pay for music.

Never really cared about it until yesterday. Just though 'Eh. Cant stop it now. Plus if the record labels hadn't screwed us over all these years by charging £12.99 for a CD (giving the actual artists 67p out of that) then we wouldn't be in this situation. I think that is call Karma kicking your rich butt'.
However, having given it some extra thought, feel quite upset. Feel weird about the idea that I/ any other artist may have slaved for 4 whole years to make a record only for it to be ripped off an internet site in 3 minutes and 40 seconds for nothing.

You = thinking now: Oh poor artist, poor Marina, she got no money, she is writing this blog to ensure that we all buy her album and dont get all illegal on her.

I = thinking now: This is not very moral. My previous theory of " If an artist sells over 500,000 copies, I can rip it off the net" has gone down the loo as it automatically assumes that music has no value, no matter how good it is.

For example: Really good band makes really good album. Most of its consumers are aged 14-21. This section of the market rips music of the 'nets like a bitch. So album only sells 20,000 copies though is owned by more than 200,000 people. Record label thinks band has underperformed and is therefore 'shit' so band gets dropped. Band/ artist goes back to working in "x" job and cannot survive by off making music anymore. 14-21 year olds got something for free but have kind of been instrumental in killing a good band from going further with their 14-21 yr old consumer habits. CoOoOl!

Some people justify action by saying 'Hey, i ripped the album but i DID go and see them twice this year and I bought a t-shirt'.

My answer: Ha ha ha.

Do you know how many artists actually see any of that money, especially indie ones?
Fun Fact: Record labels no longer make money from records anymore, so they have to pull revenue from somewhere else in order to survive. Example: Live, Merch etc.

My opinion on this is very far from being money motivated. As long as I'm allowed to do this forever and am not being blatantly swindled/ screwed over, I'm a relatively happy person. Just can't help but think that this is really disheartening. We all now automatically think that music has no/ little worth? If you think ' I download music for free- But that doesn't mean I think music is worthless' then you are WRONG.

Your actions have a knock- on effect, no matter what you currently think. You cannot get something for nothing.

These actions are very disabling for artists. If you respect art, buy the record. Spend that humungous 79p you would unthinkingly spend on an overpriced chocolate bar in gas station. You spend £10 on 2 drinks in a club every week (your £10 going to a coked up club manager in a back room btw- i have worked in enough clubs). You also may give £5 to a big corporation like McDonalds for a skanky meal deal, so why not an album?

I just don't really get it, yall... :-( Don't wanna be chosen over McDonald's yall.. :-(

I would really like to hear your opinions on this, diamonds. Positive or negative, as long as they are honest- ie dont bother saying ''Yeah, I totes agree with you, I respect artists and buy their albums all the time' when you just ripped Lil Wayne's album of the internets 2 hrs ago.

Just want to understand this problem more and see if my thoughts/ opinions might be somehow wrong or outdated or naive.

-What does music mean to you?
-Has it changed your life/ views/ helped you in certain periods?
-What would your life without music be like?
-Would you have the guts to go up to a street artist, grab one of his paintings and run off down the street with it?

Thanks for reading.

CAREBEARS.

2009-05-15T03:14:00.000-07:00

Helo.

Feeling lethargic today. Great Escape happens tomorrow and I am pretty excited. All of my friends and band are already down there and it sucks, especially when I am sat here in my dressing gown as scared as hell because I have an unexpected day off and don't know what to do with self.

Mainly am contemplating Richard & Judy, GMTV, The Wright Stuff and other tv programmes. Also been thinking about air- kissing and how odd it is. I have to air kiss because I wear bright pink lipstick, even in my sleep, and so don't want to get men in trouble with their girlfriends/ wives by branding them with huge pink stamps. Plus it is royal bitch to get off your face.
Have mainly been thinking about how everyone in life seems to be confusing me as to whether they kiss ONCE or TWICE. This is REALLY important because if you are giving the CEO of Fanta (for example) a kiss on the cheek and they go the wrong way/ go for two kisses, YOU MIGHT MEET IN THE MIDDLE AND ACCIDENTALLY SNOG. !

Can I just clarify to all potential air-kissers of mine now on- I kiss twice. That is what Greek people do and also one kiss seems uneven and incomplete. I am just going to stick with this and FORCE people if necessary to kiss twice. Because up until now I have tried to memorise which of my friends and aquaintances kiss once and which kiss twice. NB- Noone kisses three times. That is just pervy (if you are not French/ Belgian)

Can we all just agree to kiss twice and end the future embarassments?

Diamonds, have u ever gone to kiss someone on the cheek and accidentally gone for mouth, e.g. with your best friend's mum or something

BABY CHEERLEADERS.

2009-05-13T03:01:00.000-07:00

Ebay is so dark.

I was innocently browsing through cheerleader costumes yesterday morning, when LOOK what I came across.

Introducing: Australian Creations- wow, your 1- year old baby can look like a sexy cheerleader too.

Fucking terrifying Dutch farmer baby

If you're not into that, they have Batman.

I mean... this little dude is freaking the shit out of me. Seriously. Please stop making these outfits.

Honestly- who buys this stuff. Do you think is aimed at teen pregnancy types? e.g a 14 yr old may think its 'cute' to dress her baby like a dutch farmer.

Q: What's the weirdest thing you have ever bought on Ebay?

Have you ever bought something for over £9.99 that didnt turn up which forced you to go all the way to the sellers house in Newcastle up on Tyne on the Mega Bus (£1 return ticket) to kill them with your Baby-All-Gone TM doll?

GUILTY ON THE RUN.

2009-05-03T08:56:00.000-07:00

You can listen to a preview of a new track, 'Guilty' now on Myspace..

WIN TICKETS!

2009-05-03T06:46:00.000-07:00

Hello diamonds- Got some good news! My lovely label have just given me 2 pairs of guest passes to give away to 4 Diamonds for Radio 1's Big Weekend gig next Sunday. Its the biggest free festival of the year and you cannot buy tickets for this.

If you want a chance of winning, just type in your name and email address below. Competition closes at Tuesday midday. GOOD LUCK+ SEE YOU THERE!

SHOW THEM WHAT I GOT.

2009-04-30T08:05:00.000-07:00

Had a bit of a tumble the other day yall :-(

Have been obsessed with running (this won't last). Have been getting up at 7am everyday to go to a piece of green land known to Londoners as Play-den for The Gays a.k.a Hampstead Heath. Two days ago I got all macho and confident thinking that I could up my jogs from 45 mins to 90- that i was... SUDDENLY BORN TO RUN! I AM A BIRD! THIS DOES NOT FEEL THAT BAD! OLYMPIANS ARE HAVING IT EASY! What a dick.

I collapsed after around 56 mins in something that I can only identify as a 5 second black out. I think this was caused by not having stuffed a chocolate down my pie hole for 34 minutes. Incidentally I was listening to 'Poker Face' by Gag Gag. The last words I heard before 'The Collapse' being 'I'll get him hot- show him what I got'. .. Just. imagine. If I had died (blatantly in a freak joggers R' Us death). Imagine if those had been the last words I heard. Freaked me out yall.

It reminded me of the time my friend Michael said how awful it would be if you died with a packet of Snack-a-jacks found on you. I found this a weird remark to make but I now like it and understand for reasons I cannot express well here. Do Snack-a-jacks* say a lot about life? Would YOU be bothered if they were on your personal being when found post-mortem?

What would be the most embarassing way to die? My friends and I used to think the worst way would be for the big Doc Martens boot in Camden to fall on your head.

Imagine. 'Killed by Doc Marten'. Awful.

What food item would you least like to be found carrying ? (You cant name stuff that you dont actually eat in real life)

Thoughts pls.

PS sorry all blogs are about death. If I were Oprah Winfrey, I would tell yall that I were going through a 'period of 'change'. Lulzz.

*Snack-a-Jacks are a low calorie, low fat rice cake snack. Usually caked in sweet or savoury powder to fool you into thinking that they are scrumptious.

TAKE MA PICTURE.

2009-04-28T08:24:00.000-07:00

This is hot

AND THE CAT TALKED BACK AT ME.

2009-04-27T02:55:00.000-07:00

I had a dream about a cat last night. A dusty grey fiend that was semi-kitten, semi-adult, very defiant, mouthy and troublesome. I felt upset about the dream when I woke up and was left feeling many emotions, fear being the main one.

The interesting thing about the dream was that the cat could talk. I googled 'dream interpretations' immediately and apparently talking animals symbolised superior wisdom & a desire to express something in real life whilst cats represented female eroticism, creativity, independence and a repressed desire for freedom.

The whole dream was based around me thinking there was something wrong with the cat and that it must be carried by me everywhere until I could get to my Father's house in Greece, where it would be contained and safe. I kept it close to my stomach under my shirt until its fur got damp and matted from perspiration, then I would have to move it around. At some point it would get limp and I would freak out that I'd hurt it- then it would yowl again and I would struggle to regain control of it. The cat was quite mean and resentful of me. It was talking at me the whole time, complaining that I never let it be free and that it was uncomfortable in its current condition. I was very afraid of it escaping. The dream involved much stress as I tried to run about the city finding the cat a safe home. I was so scared to let it go.

I feared it because I could not control it.

It wriggled so much.

My heart beat fast the whole night long.

You can never tell a cat what to do.

Q: Have any of your dreams ever been genuinely symbolic of a situation/ an event going on in your life?

MUTE ME.

2009-04-26T10:05:00.000-07:00

Hello

I have lost my voice due to talking and singing for 48 hrs at Camden Crawl Festival. It was worth it though. Loved all the promo and seriously loved the gigs- especially the Popjustice one.

I am now on a speech diet and therefore cannot talk for 48 hrs to ensure that i am all recovered for the 4 day festival marathon that will ensue next thursday. This is proving to be hard. But kind of nice too. Dont have to speak to people (h8 socialising) and I am being forced to do normal stuff like fry an egg, take a walk in the woods and think of new exciting ideas for The Diamonds Club.

Above is one of my new prezz shotz. It was everyone's least favourite so I think I'm able to put it up here. The rest will be revealed soon. They are VERY colourful!

Also, something quite important.

I have given up smoking. I have wanted to for so long but each time I thought ' oh i'll do it soon', however its now been 3 years and though I only smoked 3-4 a day, I dread to think how my poor lungs look. It's such a dirty, gross habit and I am regularly left thinking 'whats the point' so let's just do something about that.
Doubt I would be able to do long tours either without getting sick, so it's goodbye to cancer, hello to 7am jogs to get fit for the gruelling choreography i'm about to put into the shows. Singing and dancing isnt hard co-ordination-wise. But you seriously need to be fit. Dunno if people realise that? Britney is on to a good thing.

What is the hardest thing you have ever had to give up and why?

GOLDEN SUMMER.

2009-04-23T16:11:00.000-07:00

Begins tomorrow with the Camden Crawl. I'll be doing two acoustic shows for mtv and ray ban and then a big band fiasco for popjustice in the evening.

A look into my touring wardrobe for this summer. Its embarassing that this only makes up for 1/4 of it

I have also had my hair cut again! Can you se the diff? can u you see the diff?? No, As per usual.

H8 non-life transforming hair cuts..
But love long hair.
Love pink frosting lipstick like i am some kind of internet mail order bride.

This is what i bought yesterday. I fee amazing. Like one of those fat old jazz musicians from the Simpsons.

Night sweet world!