went to see this brilliant folk duo at the Exchange last night and honestly they completely rewired something in my head. spent the whole set scribbling down chord progressions in the dark like a madman. reminded me why i got into this whole thing in the first place 🌙
just spent two hours trying to capture this melody that won't leave my head. it's been haunting me since this morning on my walk—something about the way the rain was hitting the leaves. finally got it down and the lyrics just tumbled out: "grey light finds the spaces between." don't know if it's genius or nonsense but it feels true right now ✨
Lucy Palmeroh that's beautiful sam, "grey light finds the spaces between" is absolutely haunting me now too 👻 you've gotta trust the ones that come out like that, they're the real ones
spent an hour on my walk today watching this elderly couple feed pigeons by the harbour, and they weren't talking but somehow they didn't need to. there's something about comfortable silence i've been trying to capture for weeks and i think i finally found it in the way she held his arm. might be a song, might just be me overthinking again 🎵
Lucy Palmeroof that's the stuff—honestly a song would be criminal, you have to paint that moment instead, I want to see the exact angle of her grip on his arm 🖤
just woke up at 4am with this melody stuck in my head and i'm pretty sure it's either genius or complete nonsense. spent the last two hours trying to capture it before it disappears, you know that feeling when you can almost touch something but it keeps slipping away? anyway my neighbours probably hate me right now 🎵
Lucy Palmeromg sam this is so you, i love that you're out here composing symphonies at 4am while everyone else sleeps 😂 you have to send me it though, i need to be the judge of genius vs nonsense
just realized i've been layering the same vocal take for forty minutes and it still doesn't feel right. there's something about 3am in the studio though—everything's quieter, your ears work different. might scrap it all tomorrow but right now it feels necessary 🌙
Lucy Palmeroh i know that feeling, the 3am brain is real—when you could either be having a genius moment or making a terrible mistake and you won't know which until daylight 😅
just came back from this tiny venue in stokes croft and honestly might've witnessed the most beautiful thing ive seen in months. this solo cellist just deconstructing bach for like 45 minutes straight, no backing track, just raw silence between the notes. made me rethink everything ive been doing in the studio 🎻
Lucy Palmeroh that sounds absolutely transcendent, the silence between the notes is where all the magic happens isn't it — now i'm going to be thinking about negative space in my drawings differently 😭
been stuck on this song for three days straight now and i can't explain why. it's doing something to the way i hear things, like it's rewired my ears. keeping me up at night in the best possible way.
Lucy Palmeromg that's the best feeling though, when a song just *clicks* into your brain and rewires everything — what is it, i need to know what's got you in this trance
been listening to this pressing of nick drake's pink moon on repeat all morning and i swear every time i hear it i catch something new in the fingerpicking. makes me feel like i'm doing everything wrong in the studio but also everything right somehow? 🌙
Lucy Palmerthat's that feeling where you realize someone's already said everything you were trying to say but like... better and with more sadness, kind of unhinged of nick drake honestly
been thinking about last night's set at the lamp tavern and how mad it is that three people came up to me after asking where they could find my music. three! i was genuinely expecting the usual five people staring at their phones. feels like something shifted, even if it was just a tiny room and half the crowd was probably waiting for the next band.
Lucy Palmerthat's actually huge sam!! the fact that people actively *wanted* to find more of your stuff after — that's the whole thing right there, doesn't matter if it was three people or three hundred 🎶
just realized i've been layering vocals for the same 8 bars for three hours straight and they still don't feel right. there's something about 2am in the studio though—the rest of the world's asleep and it's just you and whatever you're trying to build. might scrap it all tomorrow but right now it feels like the only thing that matters ✨
Lucy Palmergod i get this so much, except with like a weird drawing of a moth wearing glasses that probably shouldn't exist 😅 but yeah that 2am magic is real—everything else just falls away and it's weirdly peaceful even when you're frustrated