Daddy why you have to go
Daddy you could find us if you tried

Daddy why you have to go

It could have been divine intervention
That made the sun blaze in the sky
It might be beyond all comprehension
That love, like a bird, away, can fly
I can’t believe that it’s only me
I feel so alone and terrified
Without you, love, I cannot breathe
I think I’m going to die…
-Tomi

I found this entry in my diary… can’t believe its been 8 years – it’s still just as shocking.
9/9/02
A year ago
A year ago today the world was untouched, immune and innocent to terrorism
A year ago tomorrow… if only we had known
A year ago the next day, the world as we knew it changed forever…
I remember wondering if the wind that chilled my face where the tears had been was the same wind that had blown through New York and I wondered if when it returned there, my tears of sorrow would find solace with the millions of other grievers. I cried not just for the lives taken that day, but for everything that was lost in those few short hours.
Take our innocence and turn it to fear.
A life lived in fear is a life half lived.
Lest we forget September 11, 2001

Looking back through keyholes
And it was all over in a second
The blink of an eye and time stood still
And it’s taken this long
To comprehend that you have gone
Its time to move on
But these times
Are ones Ill look back upon and smile
These times
These times
Thank you…
I had the time of my life
-Tomi

Would you believe me now if I told you
All that I’m about to say
Like ghosts above a river mist
Blending into darkness
And drifting on the chilly morning breeze away
I cant be your shoulder right now
I cant catch your tears
I’ve got troubles in my own life now
I’m sorry to let you down my dear
I know you think I’m eternally strong
But right now, you’re wrong
Would you believe me if the weather turned a little colder
If the snow fell on your face
Would you listen if I spoke more lightly
Or Laugh as I fall from grace
I cant be your shoulder right now
I cant catch your tears
I’ve got troubles in my own life now
Things aren’t as simple as they appear
I know you think I’m eternally strong
But right now,
Right now, my darling, you’re wrong
-Tomi

- the one that’s like a drug… that you can’t seem to let go
I wish you would do something inexcusable to me
I wish you would treat me just like dirt,
Treat me just like dirt
So I could let you go,
so I could let you go,
So I could let you go.
Not it’s not a misunderstanding
And no amount of word twisting could make me see it as true
But that’s just point of view.
And if you look from where I am standing
I know that you’re charming,
But you’re replaceable too
I just don’t want to
I need to hate you,
But I will see the good in you
Long after you’ve shown it not to be true.
I wish you would do something inexcusable to me
I wish you would treat me just like dirt,
Treat me just like dirt
So I could let you go,
so I could let you go,
So I could let you go.

It’s been a long, long day in the studio… currently working on (what I envisage) will be the first single… It’s called Jealous and it’s been an epic getting it to a point where I’m happy with the overall angle. Done an intro and the verse arrangements, still have bridges and of course the ever difficult chorus to nail…. watch this space…
Still loving the Baby Bottle mic
Out for a few glasses of bubbly tonight methinks,
Soon,
Tomi xx

It’s difficult to know where to start….
The beginning would seem like the logical place, but so much wouldn’t make sense until the middle and the end had happened. Well not the end, per se…. but where I’m up to now – the present.
It all seems a little bit crazy sometimes… you know… what’s happened and all. It’s funnly looking back and recognizine the moments that I now see were pivotal. The instants where you make those choices – to flick the switch, stand your ground or simply to just walk away.
I’ve been fighting for so long now that sometimes I just get tired. I’m tired right now… sitting with my face pressed against the glass on this train bound to I-don’t-know-where, starting to tell a story that I’m still not so sure is gonna end up ok.
But here it is and here am I…
I am Tomi.

Oooooooooh… I love it….. my new baby – literally. Just picked up a little baby blue bottle mic by “Blue”. It’s amazing for female vocals, really bright and silky smooth. The acoustic steel string guitar records beautifully on it too!! Have a look, see what you think – http://www.bluemic.com/babybottle/

Blue Baby Bottle Mic
What a day… long session in the studio
I really feel like we’re getting somewhere now, loving the sound, can’t wait to get some stuff ready to go.
Right off for some zzzz’s now
Hearts from Tomi xx oo

Well after all the ups and downs of the stuff I had done in studios so far, I finally decided to make a clean break and go it alone…. I should have done it years ago! No, to be fair, to get a good grasp of how to get the most out of a home studio, you really need to spend some time around people who know what they are doing.
I remember years ago when first getting into some recording, my first issue was how to connect my keyboard to my computer. I bet there are heaps of girls out there who sing and play keys or guitar that would love to get into some basic recording but just don’t know where to start… here’s how I started – a very basic, yet portable setup…
The four main things you need to set up a home recording studio are:
And that’s really it folks, 4 steps to a basic home studio…. next stop – mastering your new recording software. I’ll try and put a pic up of how the basic setup should look if I get a chance.
Good luck,
-Tomi