Waiting for my connection, just my water and I, at Heathrow

At the moment, I live with two kids on a South Australian farm. There are many advantages to this rural life: running with the farm dogs past fields of crops, relaxed hours, daily fresh eggs, playing hide and seek in the canola flowers, picturesque sunsets. But for all its advantages, living on a farm does not easily loan itself to tracking down new music.

The kids have literally been listening to nothing but Katy Perry’s “Roar”, that crazy fox song by Ylvis and “Talk Dirty” by Jason Derulo for the past six weeks. When hearing the kids sing out the lyrics to this last one I experience something probably not greatly dissimilar to my 22-year-old cousin back in 2000 driving a car full of me, and my fellow 12-year-old friends, belting out the lines to B44’s “Get Down.” At least back in our day it was all about the innuendo, over-acting and frosted hair tips. Don’t even get me started on how I’ve had to navigate this whole Miley Cyrus reboot with them. Christ.

Over and over and over again, these three aforementioned songs have been the soundtrack to my life here. Fortunately, before heading into the land of Top 40, I managed to download a bunch of great new stuff.

The following song has been my saving grace– I haven’t been able to get it out of my head for a month. It’s by a Malaysian artist (I know! Get out! So cool!) Zee Avi. I hope you like it as much as I do.

“Concrete Wall” by Zee Avi