Let's forget all the things that we say

Julia Stone. At the Toff. I could have leaned over and touched her. There is something very exciting about seeing a musician live, on the stage, a metre away having listened to their albums over and over, the tracks forming the cinematic backdrop to many thoughts, journeys and nights at home on the red couch. And she was better than I expected even and so real and vulnerable and sincere, revealing her nerves and the story of missing out on the friend she realised she had fallen in love with. I wanted to have a cup of tea with her and talk some more.

All too soon it was over, the feeling of being caught in a spell, a moment outside of time, caught in the energy of Julia Stone.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CoAKm69dU4M