A few words on the woman I've become. As of now.
I live for the two.
For this reason: Music.
Add in words, add in a story - a true story - the most
most human element there is, and you have a song.
A song. There is no place as I feel as much at home in, as I do when I am inside a song, singing a song. Or perhaps it is singing me. I can rarely really tell.
As of this writing, I am traveling around the country - my birth country of Finland that is - in my very small car, accompanied by my portable piano, my guitar and a few very poorly organized suitcases filled with clothes, cables, errand ginger-lemon teabags and my trusted coffee maker.
I am on something called The Living Room Tour, which is my work coming home - to ever so many people's homes, and us gathering together - a small group of most usually - equally courageous and sensitive human beings - to share an evening of music, true stories, and bare, human, magnificent, honesty.
I am also in transit. Between my old life (I lived in a town called Tampere for the past 10 years - and grew up a hellovalot too), and the new chapter I have began, but not yet put down roots for. Right now home is where I lay my guitar. And, the forementioned coffee maker.
When I am not singing or driving, I would love to be writing, songs as well as simple texts of truth telling. I am found just as likely reading and sipping coffee (or that ginger-lemon tea) dancing, working as a psychologist and therapist, or sleeping. Sleep is really precious too.
If it is late where you are, go over and listen to my first album - It is all in Finish, and I am told, can calm you down and even put you to sleep if need be.