I was raining. I played my ebony baritone ukulele and sang this song by Kimya Dawson. Laurie added harmonies over. I made the drawings in a cold room that smelled of disinfectant. When I looked in the mirror later, I saw an eyelash on my face.
Friday, 30 September 2022
Monday, 19 September 2022
There's Someone Outside My Door
I got inspired to write this song after reading a short story about an old lady who kept hearing voices outside her flat, often to find out that there was no one there. This started to happen after the death of her husband. One day, however, there WAS someone outside her door....There's Someone Outside My Door by Sia Joo Hiang, 2015 There' someone outside my door There's someone outside my door Always at night, since my baby's gone. I can hear his heavy footfalls I can hear his heavy footfalls There's someone outside my door. My neighbours, they like to whisper My neighbours like to whisper They say: There's no one outside her door. The police boy gave me a look The police boy gave me a look It said: It must be DEMENTIA. My children, they all think that I am mad My children all think that I am mad They say: It's time to call the doctor! I may be old, but I am not mad. All my teeth have fallen out, but I am not mad. I am telling you, there's someone outside my door! There's someone outside my door There's someone outside my door Right now, outside my door! I played concert ukulele and sang, and made the illustrations using ink with brush, and pen.
Labels: illustrations, songs
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