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Summer Stars
🕑 Added 2024-08-02 05:17:22 +0000 UTCDoes anyone have any good astrology sites?
Something in the air has been quite chaotic. I’m currently one boomie down & potentially an Emma for the upcoming shows, Boom was in a car accident, it was really very scary. Boom was hit as a pedestrian unpacking their own car when someone driving past lost consciousness and drove into their car. The car smashed into Boom’s car, flipped itself and Boom’s own car went over Boom. They are thankfully going to be fine. But obviously not in headbangin rockin shape right now. I’ve been taking Boom to hospital appointments this week and just feeling all emotional and stressed in the way you do when someone you love has a close call.
Emma has then had some stuff come up yesterday and so we need a bassist on standby. It’s strange and chaotic to play shows without my music famalam. Felt so weird to not be playing with Boom. I have a female, queer guitarist to fill in for the festival this weekend which feels good to have found someone that represents us and what we like to present on these stages. There is still so many dudes at all these gigs. So it’s nice to have representation. And I was already taking to some bassists about some of my tour dates in the autumn, our US tour run might be Emma’s last proper run with us, she is also a music therapist and it’s getting more difficult for her to split her time between shows and that. I think she will always be around for spot dates. But it does feel like change is afoot.
How is your summer going? England is hot, balmy and grey. Sunny with rain, a few sunny days but we’ve had so much rain. I really feel like I need a holiday. I’m still promoting the record hard, it’s nice actually that there’s so much to promote, I think cause I’m back in London properly for the first time in 10 years there’s quite a lot of demand in that sense. I have a cover of Gay Times coming out that I’m excited about. I talk a lot about the trans + feminist union I believe we need. I feel like I’ve found my voice in that sense. And I feel like I have the confidence to face JK Rowling terfs and the media. So be warned, the terfs might be coming for me!! But I’m hoping that I can build connection between feminists who feel scared to talk about gender in this way, give them tools & education and build community for people that don’t know how they feel because of how the media use it all against us. I want to help people and build connection because we truly need it and if that union doesn’t happen more there’s risk of people falling into ignorance. If we keep letting the media and JK being the only people anyone hears from it’s leaving Trans people so vulnerable. I have some ideas for the tours this autumn and I’m excited to be a loud voice.
Stella had a scan recently, that little image of her arm stretched out is so sweet and ugh! My heart!! Made me cry a lot thinking of her being vulnerable. She really is my soul mate. She has an injury, but nothing serious. So grateful for that. We are managing her pain and limiting exercise for a couple months. She is such a wild one.
We went to Tom’s work and walked around the gardens and forest acres there while he worked. It was so nice to see him in his work place where I know he’s so happy.
What else can I share?
I’m in therapy. Doing that whole thing. I am really enjoying a YouTube series about a lobster called Leon that a man rescued from a grocery store. I miss cd’s. And I saw a man with a cat in the basket of his bike.
What should I wear on tour in the autumn?
I love you guys!!!! I love trans people so much.
Ok please describe your summers to me as though it were a novel like an intro to some kind of murder mystery set in north America but in like the south and like it’s the balmy intro. Like ‘it was the hottest summer on record since 1996, the tar was melting in the road and kids played lazily in the street, only picking up the pace when they heard the ice cream truck song ringing through the neighbourhood. Jenny had a nickle and a pack of sticker cards that she swapped with me for a yoyo and a gobstopper. We drank from the hose and lay in the grass trying to find shade in the hot concrete filled dust bowl we grew up in. The horizon stretched out before us and our bodies stuck to the ground, chalk melting, oil dripping from cars, the smell of petrol and the sound of bugs. It was 9.00 am and already too hot to move too quickly when I heard my mother’s tone change as she picked up the phone and received the news that would change our boring little town forever. Know what I mean?
Jory I expect a long one from you!
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Comments
Joseph Fruth
LMAOOOO I devoured the “A Court of Thorns and Roses” series against my better judgment 🫠 also not fairies fucking but you NEED to read “Our Wives Under the Sea” by Julia Armfield if you haven’t already
Kate Nash
Tell me what books u r reading especially the faeries fucking
Kate Nash
Thank you
Kate Nash
Ugh I LOVE IT!
Kate Nash
This is so beautiful
Amanda
Venus square uranus was yesterday, I believe. So that's art/values vs something unexpected, which totally lines up with you having something unexpected going on with your art/performance this weekend.
Amanda
My favorite astrologer is Jessica Lanyadoo. She has a weekly astro forecast podcast called Ghost of a Podcast. It drops Sundays and the transcript usually drops on her website in Mondays. Highly recommend! Sending good vibes to you, the team, and the pups! 💜💜💜
Alana
Be sure to let us know if you ever do x
Joseph Fruth
🤗
Joseph Fruth
Thanks kind human! One day… one day :)
Alana
wonderful read- do you write anywhere? Great to follow/read more
Alana
Goodness, how scary! Glad they’re OK now. Sending healing vibes to all. My favourite astrologer just left but I do rate Chris Corsini. Summer is a few months away for me down here is NZ. Winter days have been short, cold thankfully not wet. Days are beginning to be lighter for longer. I rescued a brown praying mantis from my kitchen. I’d never seen a brown praying mantis before. Apparently they’re a good omen. Originally I let it live in my herb garden but I began to worry there wasn’t enough blumage to keep it safe. They only live around 6 months and rarely survive the winter, this made me sad. I moved the praying mantis to our wild garden cultivated in a large old pot plant holder. It seems happier now & greets me when I go outside. It’s a rare & bizarre connection, possible completely in my mind, but it’s a good feeling. Mulled wine, cozy blankets, bored games, movies and long walks along cold & windy beaches with my dog has been my winter. Longing for warmer days.
Rue
hate to say it but london heat is killing me and i have 0 brain cells left to participate in murder mystery novel summer (final master’s degree thesis due VERY soon. brain: dead), but I’m glad to hear that everyone is on the mend despite everything !
Rue
always so poetic jory xoxoxo
Harry
So sorry to hear about Boom and Emma! We all know you’ll smash it tomorrow regardless!
Joseph Fruth
I know Saturn is retrograding so that may explain a thing or two! So glad Boom is okay and omg I wish I could shred guitar and bass to come be ur emergency backup relief. As far as summer… Summer gets hotter and shorter, like it’s rushing the world along toward its end. I bake myself under the thinning layer of ozone and imagine each bead of sweat as a burned calorie, a micro-inch shrinking from my waistline, and then I submerge myself in the chilled water to dive away from that rabbit hole. Ms. Bubblegum Girlie Pop on the chair next to me is reading smut and honestly, so am I. The whiplash from books about ghosts and murder to fairies fucking is almost as refreshing as the chlorinated water. I slink outside when I can, but otherwise am curled over myself at my desk like a wilted prawn, shoulders bowed under the weight of the words that filter through my earphones. During the hump of the week, I pull myself into the office and pace the halls between appointments like an anxious ghost looking for company but unsure about what kind, or to what end, because Jesus Christ all I do is talk and listen and when will I be able to be alone and be okay with it? I can’t stop thinking about how the years go faster with each one that passes. I sink into the stillness of the sweltering months while also bemoaning their brutality. Something about this bridge from one transitional time of year to the next feels simultaneously languid and suffocating. The Olympics are on in the background everywhere I go, and I can’t remember a single time I’ve cared. There’s ennui and fatigue, but it’s less than it used to be because my insides are quieter, and suddenly I find myself dreaming of a girl I went to high school with who disappeared off the face of the earth except for a few scraps of information in a google search. My mind concocts stories about her being disappeared, as if the idea of someone protecting themselves is preposterous. School will start soon, and so will the war with the school buses on the mornings where I’m running late. I’m blame them even though it’s my fault because even with all therapy I’m still human and deeply flawed, and maybe that can be okay. I wonder a lot about the relationship between blame and shame, and how the former can protect us from the latter, at least for a little while. At least on the surface, where other people can see.
Alana
It took me a long time, still not quite there, to even say 40 without wanting to vomit- I’m still see myself in my early 20s listening to Foundations, drinking tequila, thinking boys are cool but not worth it but also very worth it. I’ve found 40s are freedom - you’ve lived, you have experience, for once despite what your brain says, enjoy it. It’s not all rosy or rosé but it’s actually pretty cool- happy birthday 🥂
Darra Jamie
Describe my summer? It's hot. Like, no matter what I wear by the end of the day I feel I smell in unspeakable ways and I don't know how to combat it. I turned 40. It's crazy to me as I still feel 24 but my knees feel 124. I told my therapist that I'm in my catty bitch phase and have no plans of turning it back. I'm constantly afraid of what my country is becoming but refuse to be silent and will always use my voice cause I've been fucking silent for too long. I'm going on a trip I don't really want to go on in 4 weeks. My partner guilt tripped me into it. I know it'll be fun, but I'm tired of going on trips to Midwest states that I can't be myself in where we stay in a house for 5 days. I want adventures. On a separate note, a friend had the Ray video pop up on her YouTube and sent it to me saying that she cried. I was like, yeah, Kate is fucking awesome. I'm not depressed, but I'm definitely not happy. It's time to switch up what this life is. I tried it for 40 years, I'm ready for the next chapter.
