KT Tunstall Diary

25th August, 2005

Kenny Magic Fingers...

I just realised Kenny missed a mention in that diary entry. So to give him his due, he managed to smash his beater to pieces on the first beat of Stoppin the Love at V. Pure animal rock. Bless.

Posted by KT on the 25th August, 2005
25th August, 2005

Thursday, August 25th

I HATE to admit it, but i’m bloody knackered. It’s been a mad few weeks; the gigs have been champion, the laughs have been from deep within the belly, the sleep has been less than usual, and have i been getting a knocking from nasty-ass journos or what?!! (get yer damn facts straight! I didn’t sit down for the encore you twit, use yer nasty, beady eyes man! Was he THERE?!!) Maybe it’s my Dido karma…

V was grand – hard day on saturday as our on-stage sound was a nightmare due to lack of time, and then the PA only went and shut down before the last chorus of Other Side of the World!! Very pleased that it was televised as a top festival sing-a-long rather than a massive technical shut-down, but in the end it turned out to be both. Aw!! Sunday in Stafford was a truly beautiful way to end our festival season. Big love & thanks to all who came to whoop at us over the summer. You rule. (Yes yes, I know i still need to write up T in the Park!)

Lowlands in Holland last Friday was a good trip – we filled a slot for Doves who pulled out last minute, so there were a few confused, tall, blonde people in the crowd, but we did the job. Saw Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy with Matt Sweeny which was bloody marvellous, leading Lucky Luke, Sam Newboy & myself to his gig at the Forum last..er…Monday, which was inspirational. To be honest, listening to him made me want to piss off into the middle of nowhere with a sleeping bag, light a fire, and sleep outside. I take that as a sign of a good artist.

Most BIZARRE thing happened on stage at V in Chelmsford – Arnie finished off a bottle of water, threw it on the floor; it span around a few times, then ended up standing up, balanced on the CAP???!!! If T the techie hadn’t seen it, we’d have thought he was talking out of his Austrian a*%e. But no! He’s a plastic bottle-charmer!

I wish i could remember everything…Regent’s Park was a lovely night, but was definitely the peak of my jetlag – i was too tired to even drink my aftershow whisky! The others were very concerned i can tell you. Top of the Pops. What a fabulous, lyric-fluffing affair that was; watched it on a football screen in a welsh pub. Seminal moment.

AND starting to get insomnia due to complete over-excitement about the next album…Tuba…chunk chunk…ooh/aaah/mm mm…

I think i should stop looking at a computer screen. Doing GMTV tomorrow. Getting picked up at 6am. Really need to stop thinking about tubas.
Prup pum pum x

ps. I heard that Coca-Cola are trying to trademark the word ‘Love’. Now THAT, Ms Morrisette, IS ironic. x

Posted by KT on the 25th August, 2005
9th August, 2005

Tuesday, August 9th, Toronto

I’m about to lapse into a coma after jetlag waking me up at 3am and a great gig at my hotel.

The Canadians are SO winning the attention to detail competition. Check this; i’m staying in this top hotel called The Drake which is just the right side of arty and a bit like staying at a friends’ house. The record company here repeatedly spray-painted the pavement outside (using permanent paint by accident heehee!) with my name and stamped all the napkins (in my font, u-huh), set up a telescope in the outside bar, had a customised menu with the album artwork on, and did a cocktail called a KTini which goes like this:

1oz of sake
1oz of xante (pear cognac)
squeeze of fresh lime
2oz of pear juice
And…a little red cherry.

Which RULES!

There were other things, but i’m giving in to unconsciousness…
Tuesday my friends, is over. Bffff. x

Posted by KT on the 9th August, 2005
5th August, 2005

Erm, Saturday? August 6th, Melbourne

It’s time to leave the wonderful land of Oz. No little man behind all the magic, but lots of marvellous things. Didn’t really get a chance to get a grip of Melbourne at all, but the people were lovely and they have at least one great hotel and another great Italian restaurant…BUT! Fitted in a last minute 3D i-max show about sharks which ruled. Whale Sharks. 60ft long, and their mouths are 5ft wide (and look just like the magical mythical Jaguar Shark in The Life Aquatic, by Wes Anderson. Now THERE’S a top film.) And Great Manta Rays have up to 22ft erm, ‘wing’ spans. Awe all round. All hail the return of some interesting facts.

Now i board a big tin can and fly across the Ocean for 14 hours for a stop off in LA, and check this out, I land 3 hours before i take off. I’m finding it very hard to deal with and might pretend it’s not true. Surely that is time travel. I wonder if we have to attach the plane to a clock tower and wait for lightning. (Are you still with me? Delorian? Michael J Fox as a schoolkid when he’s actually 45?)

Goggles on, off i go. Tara!
KT x

Posted by KT on the 5th August, 2005
2nd August, 2005

Tuesday, August 2nd, Sydney

So THIS is what everyone’s been going on about. Bloody hell, it’s marvellous. I’m sitting in the fancy schmancy lounge at the top of my hotel, looking straight down over the harbour, the bridge and the Opera House. It’s a far cry from my wee crumbly cottage in Fife.

I’ve never been this far before – i had a look at the map on the plane after watching A Love Song For Bobby Long (not bad, not bad…) and realised we weref lying over Iran, Kabul, Islamabad, and so much shit and war and trouble. It was a strange feeling, to be 35,000 feet above all of the strife you hear of, sailing past.

Got my feet tortured at Bangkok airport at a massage place – actually most enjoyable, but in a slightly twisted way…and arrived in Sydney at 6am. Went for a wander round the zoo (Baby koala. Game over.) and did a night climb of the Harbour Bridge which was spectacular. Fruit Bats! I’ve recently come to the conclusion that bats rule, and these guys are like flying dogs. Brilliant.

ProFUSe apologies for no write up of T in the Park – it will come, for it was a King of Gigs. I’m also rather sorry there hasn’t been more hoo-ha in regards to Arnie showing his bottom. Perhaps a webpage should be dedicated. It did get shown on MTV2 however, so he’s doing pretty well. Honestly, the European love of nudity. Us British haven’t caught on at all.

Gotta go & persuade the Ozzies that they will self-implode if they don’t buy my album.
Over and out good buddies. Laters xx

Posted by KT on the 2nd August, 2005

KT Tunstall Diary

25th August, 2005

Kenny Magic Fingers...

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