Opinions of a murri woman...

Opinions of a murri woman...

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Music: "The last true voice of the human spirit"




Music....



Since I can remember, music has been a part of my life.... I grew up with musical influences of artists such as Yothu Yindi, Kev Carmody and Archie Roach, to Bob Marley, Midnight Oil, Crowded house, KC And the sunshine band, The Bee Gee's, and the era of Motown. My mother is a lover of music, so is my father, and I am grateful that I was bought up in a household where music was embraced, loved and respected...

At around the age of 10, my taste in music began to develop, with the purchase of my first CD, 'The Score'- The Fugees... I'll never forget the day I recieved it.. I got it for my birthday, after months of begging and telling mum to buy it for me... At the time I don't think she really knew what the fugees were all about.... We're talking late mid to late 90's of Hip Hop, when Vocalist and MC, Lauryn Hill was raw, emerging and outspoken. The album filled with lyrics featuring swearing, killings, drugs, and social injustices was my first taste of music, and an album that I believe changed my whole life. An album that I still have today with out a scratch on it..

See music to me isn't just an option, It's life. I use it and consume it for most parts of my day, every single day since I can remember... I think American Hip Hop group, 'Dead Prez' sum it up nicely in their track 'Hip Hop' when they say 'One thing bout music is when it hits you, you feel no pain'. I can't count the amount of times that music has saved my life, bought me up from dispair and bought me happiness...

Music is emotional... The likes of Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals have been there for me with their soulful relateable songs that have stuck to my soul and toyed with my heart strings.. These emotional songs are the type of music that can bring you to tears because it is, quite simply, Powerful and goes beyond just the ears....

Music inspires... The sounds of Michael Franti, John Butler Trio, Xavier Rudd Blue King Brown, The Last Kinection, U2, Jack Johnson, Tupac Shakur, and Dead Prez, require clinched fists in the air, and give you a strong heart. It's music made, that will not only make you strong, but change your thoughts and beliefs....

Music makes me happy... Motown, The Temptations, Aretha Franklin, The Supremes. Timeless music that can reach people beyond its age demographic. It warms you, and fills you with joy. It's a guarantee that when I'm feeling down and need to smile, these types of artists and their music will always put a smile on my face...


One of my biggest musical influences has always been and always will be, Bob Marley and the Wailers.... Nothing needs to be said about how good they are, all that needs to be said is 'respect'.... So many songs that bring millions around the world closer. A perfect example of this was when I was sitting in Brisbane Entertainment centre with a good friend of mine, 'Avelina Tarrago' waiting to hear the flawless artists that is 'Alicia Keys' to perform. The crowd began to grow restless and then the sound guys dropped, Bob Marleys 'Three Little Birds' track, and every person in the stadium, of every colour, nationality and age starting singing the lyrics together... It was truely amazing and shows how strong music is... He was without a doubt, one of the most powerful men in the world, and I am grateful for his music everyday...

With so much turmoil and destruction in the world. With wars, deaths, poverty and injustice, Music is there... Music is there for the hopeless, for the rich, the poor, the inspired, the brave, the happy and the sad... It's a piece of our world we all share in some shape or form and something that will outlast humanity and beyond.... With that in mind, I'll leave you with this quote:

"Music is enough for a lifetime, but a lifetime is not enough for music”

One Love, One Life....

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

To Maroubra and Beyond!!!


3Ltrs of Peach Ice Tea and Vodka, $100 on cab rides in one night, sore feet, and Acoustic jam sessions at 2am..... WOW, just another weekend in Sydney...

First of all, I have to give Kudo's to a beautiful location that is Maroubra Beach... Being a country girl, the only thing I've ever remotely known of Maroubra beach is that it has 'Bra Boys'... For those that don't know what a Bra Boy is, check out the video posted on this blog for more info...

So slightly hung over from the 3Ltrs of Peach Ice Tea and Vodka, a bad night of clubbing, ratty hair and smokey mascara eyes, I jumped on the 376 bus on a Sunday morning with my girl Kodie Bedford for my first trip out to one of Sydney's southern beaches, Maroubra Beach... At the Pavilion Cafe sat three black women, One in TV (Kodie), one in Radio (me) and one in Print Media (The Fabulous Anita Heiss), overlooking a magnificant view of sand, surf and 6 packs (and a few old men in budgie smugglers, not so magnificant)....

Scrambled eggs with wild mushrooms, and a cappuccino later, I couldn't help but take in the view and company and think, life is great (dispite this hangover)... Considering the shitty night of clubbing I had the night before, my trip out to Maroubra Beach was just what I needed to restore my faith in Sydney.... Oh and in case your wondering, I did see three genuine bra boys, and yes, I probably will marry one.... HOT DIGGITY DAYUM!!!

A quick shout out to the community of La Perouse... I'd heard so many stories and have met a few good looking sorts from there (LOL), I was grateful to finally take a short and well lived visit to the township. I envy all those black fullas who have million dollar views on a housing commission budget... Truely a breath taking place, rich in cultural history. Thank you to our hilerious sister Anita for being our deadly tour guide.

8 months into living in Sydney and I still have daily adventures.... My next adventure will be the Koori Knockout Carnival on October long weekend... Stay tuned for more details ;) Until next time, 'Thats how we do in the desert' (Bra Boys movie quote lol)...

One Love, One Life....

Friday, September 3, 2010

Welcome To The Good Life....




Tuesday, November 30th 2010....This is the date I graduate from my graduate diploma of radio course from the Australian Film Television and Radio school....

With just over two months left of my course to go, I can't believe how fast the time has gone... Feels like only yesterday that I boarded a plane with my life in one suitcase on valentines day this year, and headed for the bright lights of Sydney....

This year hasn't been the easiest of years... Being the first and only Indigenous student the school has ever had study at a full time level in the radio department since the schools operation from the 70's, it's fair to say that I've definately felt the pressure... The pressure to succeed and set a precendent for other potential black broadcasters who may want to enter the radio course in the future... Trying to keep my head above water with study and home life, as well as maintaining my character and cultural identity has been the biggest challenges so far...

Since my arrival in Sydney, I've lived with a drunken black man who struggled with identity, alcholic and drug related issues in housing commission in the most notorious suburb in Sydney; Kings Cross... I walked past prostitutes on my way home from night class, drug dealers and homeless people... Talk about being thrown in the deep end of city living... That situation didn't work out, and from there I move and currently reside at a black hostel in the inner west of sydney, renting a room for $187 a week that has a single bed, a desk and a closet in it... It's not much, but it's home....

Trying to adjust to a, let's not lie about it, predominantly white school (theres only 7 indigenous students in the school) while dealing with an uneasy and distruptive home life for most part of the year has been hard, but with only a few months left, I reflect on my life in the past few months and I smile....

Giving up everything I've known to take a chance at the big city is the stuff people dream of doing, and I'm lucky enough to be living it...

I recently took a trip on the iconic Manly ferry and on my way back into Sydney harbour, with light rain falling on my face and a freezing cold wind cutting though me, I looked out to the beautiful quiet city skyline, and realise that life is perfect.... I've never felt so fullfilled and so absorbed with happiness....

With an uncertain future, I'm soaking up every minute and every experience of my Sydney life, because the reality is, things will change in the next few months... My life is about to change and Sydney and everything I'm loving right now, could soon become a distant memory... I just hope that the ride lasts a bit longer... Whatever the universe throws at me after study, I know it will be for a reason and I will embrace it with fear, excitement, contentment, faith and optimism like I do with everything else.... Here's to new beginnings and hopefully more happy days...

Until next time....

One Love, One Life.... X