Living Room Sessions
Exhale and release the pressure, draw back the curtains;
No miles of aisles here, no machine hum of studio obsession, just the boughs of oak and acacia casting streetlight shadows, the sound of traffic in the distance.
This evening we’re swapping out the stage-lights for a junkshop lamp with a dusty shade; trading the studio hum for loving grace of a refrigerator drone…
We are hardly poisoned with perfection, the poetics of dwelling offer their own selection.
So exhale and release, wind down with something a little loose, not too uptight, but still just right…The Tami Show living room sessions.