KT Tunstall Diary

2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

Well wrap me in seaweed and garnish me lavishly with squid snot , that was quite a birthday weekend.
Memorable to put it mildly.
First up , thankyou, oh forum of international nutjobs, for my byoooooootiful silver kazoo!! I love it.
it goes perfectly with my 4 acres of Ecuadorian rainforest which I utterly cherish. You know that wise old saying , blow a silver kazoo in Tokyo, and trees in Ecuador sing Proclaimers tunes.
I was pretty nervous playing the new tunes for the first time in Dundee, not least because it had been to a nightclub in Dundee… I am fairly sure I sneaked into that place when I was about fifteen, but the diamond white is definately clouding the issue.
It was a top night , proper sweaty and hoaching. Nice to see familiar faces outside, you know who you are!
Also took a US film crew to ST Andrews to film the icecream/Cuban cigar/quality booze haven called Luvians where I used to work. My old boss Tony pulls a bottle of the shelf, and lo and behold! my name is proudly printed on a bottle of special edition 10year anniversary whiskey along with everyone else who’s worked there! And its bloody nice whiskey too. Nose burnt like toffee. Wrrr!
Made our way up to Aviemore that night-“slash,slash,slash” said the rain… Watched Willy Mason who was a full deck of aces. I jumped up to sing “we can be strong”, I cried (again) when he played oxygen, and then the golden finger of the universe pressed some almighty diamante button and gave us utter dryness and gave us an hour and a half. Dancing bears!
It was an awsome crowd – one of my favourite gigs ever, and a stunning way to spend a birthday. Thanks and huge slop buckets of love to those of you who made the trip. And to the bunch of full tilt hyper-boys down the front singing my sweet ditties.
Not only did the gig rule, but the Outsider crew organised that once they had wound everything down at midnight, they’d give me a massive tent, a kick-arse DJ and a lighting guy as a present! My new favourite made an appearance as my oldest friends joined me in a gargantuan mexican robotics wave. Robotics being the pastime not waving or Mexicans, although all the Mexicans I’ve met are wicked. Mexicans doing robotics; now your talking.
Then off we took to Glasto- it was a particularly late night on the bus and it never helps knowing you can sleep til 3pm as its a long and winding road…. finally got there, then“schlop schlop schlop” said the mud, and after playing “hold on” for the nation for the first time with just a guitar and the girls we had a cracker of a show in the acoustic tent. Its been waaaaaaaaaay tooooooooooo loooooooooooong since we’ve gigged at home….
And then I left home for over a month !! I seem to have laxed slightly on my packing abilities; I believe it to be an accumalative skill for which you need constant practice so you don’t bring half a bag of nonsense. It seems some nonsense has organised illegal passage in my bag and I have unwittingly smuggled it into the country. Heres the deal; I wear it once it immediately loses its nonsense status..
I ate raw scallop for the first time yesterday, gosh. Its kind of like, erm , well actually it was really good , a bit like eating a jellyfish. I wonder if you can do that… I tried sea-urchin which looks like a little orange tongue, and then turns into foam in your mouth. Very, very peculiar i’m not sure about that at all. Eel is good when you don’t think about that big old toothy sock head, and my translator Yuri said “puffer fish only kills a couple of people each year, you should try it”. Should TRY it?! Should try a wee game of Russian roulette with a suicidal mafia police informant too maybe?! Dinny hink so hen.
Right, without knowing spellings,
Conichi wa!
Origato!
Hi!

Love K x

Posted by KT on the 2nd July, 2007
2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

Well wrap me in seaweed and garnish me lavishly with squid snot , that was quite a birthday weekend.
Memorable to put it mildly.
First up , thankyou, oh forum of international nutjobs, for my byoooooootiful silver kazoo!! I love it.
it goes perfectly with my 4 acres of Ecuadorian rainforest which I utterly cherish. You know that wise old saying , blow a silver kazoo in Tokyo, and trees in Ecuador sing Proclaimers tunes.
I was pretty nervous playing the new tunes for the first time in Dundee, not least because it had been to a nightclub in Dundee… I am fairly sure I sneaked into that place when I was about fifteen, but the diamond white is definately clouding the issue.
It was a top night , proper sweaty and hoaching. Nice to see familiar faces outside, you know who you are!
Also took a US film crew to ST Andrews to film the icecream/Cuban cigar/quality booze haven called Luvians where I used to work. My old boss Tony pulls a bottle of the shelf, and lo and behold! my name is proudly printed on a bottle of special edition 10year anniversary whiskey along with everyone else who’s worked there! And its bloody nice whiskey too. Nose burnt like toffee. Wrrr!
Made our way up to Aviemore that night-“slash,slash,slash” said the rain… Watched Willy Mason who was a full deck of aces. I jumped up to sing “we can be strong”, I cried (again) when he played oxygen, and then the golden finger of the universe pressed some almighty diamante button and gave us utter dryness and gave us an hour and a half. Dancing bears!
It was an awsome crowd – one of my favourite gigs ever, and a stunning way to spend a birthday. Thanks and huge slop buckets of love to those of you who made the trip. And to the bunch of full tilt hyper-boys down the front singing my sweet ditties.
Not only did the gig rule, but the Outsider crew organised that once they had wound everything down at midnight, they’d give me a massive tent, a kick-arse DJ and a lighting guy as a present! My new favourite made an appearance as my oldest friends joined me in a gargantuan mexican robotics wave. Robotics being the pastime not waving or Mexicans, although all the Mexicans I’ve met are wicked. Mexicans doing robotics; now your talking.
Then off we took to Glasto- it was a particularly late night on the bus and it never helps knowing you can sleep til 3pm as its a long and winding road…. finally got there, then“schlop schlop schlop” said the mud, and after playing “hold on” for the nation for the first time with just a guitar and the girls we had a cracker of a show in the acoustic tent. Its been waaaaaaaaaay tooooooooooo loooooooooooong since we’ve gigged at home….
And then I left home for over a month !! I seem to have laxed slightly on my packing abilities; I believe it to be an accumalative skill for which you need constant practice so you don’t bring half a bag of nonsense. It seems some nonsense has organised illegal passage in my bag and I have unwittingly smuggled it into the country. Heres the deal; I wear it once it immediately loses its nonsense status..
I ate raw scallop for the first time yesterday, gosh. Its kind of like, erm , well actually it was really good , a bit like eating a jellyfish. I wonder if you can do that… I tried sea-urchin which looks like a little orange tongue, and then turns into foam in your mouth. Very, very peculiar i’m not sure about that at all. Eel is good when you don’t think about that big old toothy sock head, and my translator Yuri said “puffer fish only kills a couple of people each year, you should try it”. Should TRY it?! Should try a wee game of Russian roulette with a suicidal mafia police informant too maybe?! Dinny hink so hen.
Right, without knowing spellings,
Conichi wa!
Origato!
Hi!

Love K x

Posted by KT on the 2nd July, 2007
2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

Well wrap me in seaweed and garnish me lavishly with squid snot , that was quite a birthday weekend.
Memorable to put it mildly.
First up , thankyou, oh forum of international nutjobs, for my byoooooootiful silver kazoo!! I love it.
it goes perfectly with my 4 acres of Ecuadorian rainforest which I utterly cherish. You know that wise old saying , blow a silver kazoo in Tokyo, and trees in Ecuador sing Proclaimers tunes.
I was pretty nervous playing the new tunes for the first time in Dundee, not least because it had been to a nightclub in Dundee… I am fairly sure I sneaked into that place when I was about fifteen, but the diamond white is definately clouding the issue.
It was a top night , proper sweaty and hoaching. Nice to see familiar faces outside, you know who you are!
Also took a US film crew to ST Andrews to film the icecream/Cuban cigar/quality booze haven called Luvians where I used to work. My old boss Tony pulls a bottle of the shelf, and lo and behold! my name is proudly printed on a bottle of special edition 10year anniversary whiskey along with everyone else who’s worked there! And its bloody nice whiskey too. Nose burnt like toffee. Wrrr!
Made our way up to Aviemore that night-“slash,slash,slash” said the rain… Watched Willy Mason who was a full deck of aces. I jumped up to sing “we can be strong”, I cried (again) when he played oxygen, and then the golden finger of the universe pressed some almighty diamante button and gave us utter dryness and gave us an hour and a half. Dancing bears!Â
It was an awsome crowd – one of my favourite gigs ever, and a stunning way to spend a birthday. Thanks and huge slop buckets of love to those of you who made the trip. And to the bunch of full tilt hyper-boys down the front singing my sweet ditties.
Not only did the gig rule, but the Outsider crew organised that once they had wound everything down at midnight, they’d give me a massive tent, a kick-arse DJ and a lighting guy as a present! My new favourite made an appearance as my oldest friends joined me in a gargantuan mexican robotics wave. Robotics being the pastime not waving or Mexicans, although all the Mexicans I’ve met are wicked. Mexicans doing robotics; now your talking.
Then off we took to Glasto- it was a particularly late night on the bus and it never helps knowing you can sleep til 3pm as its a long and winding road….Â Â finally got there, then“schlop schlop schlop” said the mud, and after playing “hold on” for the nation for the first time with just a guitar and the girls we had a cracker of a show in the acoustic tent. Its been waaaaaaaaaayÂ tooooooooooo loooooooooooong since we’ve gigged at home….
And then I left home for over a month !! I seem to have laxed slightly on my packing abilities; I believe it to be an accumalative skill for which you need constant practice so you don’t bring half a bag of nonsense. It seems some nonsense has organised illegal passage in my bag and I have unwittingly smuggled it into the country. Heres the deal; I wear it once it immediately loses its nonsense status..
I ate raw scallop for the first time yesterday, gosh. Its kind of like, erm , well actually it was really good , a bit like eating a jellyfish. I wonder if you can do that… I tried sea-urchin which looks like a little orange tongue, and then turns into foam in your mouth. Very, very peculiar i’m not sure about that at all. Eel is good when you don’t think about that big old toothy sock head, and my translator Yuri said “puffer fish only kills a couple of people each year, you should try it”. Should TRY it?! Should try a wee game of Russian roulette with a suicidal mafia police informant too maybe?!Â Dinny hink so hen.Â
Right, without knowing spellings,
Conichi wa!
Origato!
Hi!

Love K x

Posted by KT on the 2nd July, 2007

KT Tunstall Diary

2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

2nd July, 2007

Wednesday June 27th , Tokyo

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