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Yesterday I finally did something I’ve been working up to for years. Literally years.

I sang my first solo concert.

Not just a song as part of a show or a choir.

Not just one or two pieces round a fire.

Not snuck in apologetically alongside a story.

An entire, hour long concert of my own original songs.

And it was AMAZING!!!

I had so much fun.

The Filk community (folk-ish written by and about fandoms, such as Doctor Who, Star Trek, Firefly, D&D…) at the Festival of the Living Rooms – a quarterly online festival organised and hosted by Blind Lemming Chiffon – are such a supportive bunch!

You know when you find people willing to just be people together? Imperfections and all? This is such a gift. Giving space for technological hiccups and the foibles of humanity allows each of us to just turn up as we are, to give from the heart, and to receive in kind.

It let’s us be human together.

It is so easy to forget, when most of the music we hear is polished by professionals, that singing, like storytelling, is a natural human expression open to all of us.

My heart is warmed and softened by being allowed to just share, imperfectly, joyously, in community.

And I got to sing! So happy!!!

Songs of magic and myth and silliness and love and heartache and becoming, choosing, yourself.

Thank you, Filker-folk, thank you.

Some of your asked for the lyrics. I’m delighted to share them with you here:

In The Cryptozoologist’s Living Room – Songbook

And for those of you who didn’t make it, I recorded my dress rehearsal for my Patreon patrons… you’re welcome to join them here at any tier to watch it. I mostly talk about magic, share meditations and musings, and storytelling… but more and more music is creeping in πŸ™‚