SIRENS | 17 September 2025 | London, United Kingdom
This coming October I’ll be performing at the phenomenal ArtCinema Hydra - a three day curation of international cinema, art, dance, music, fashion, literature and photography, on this storied Greek Island in the Aegean.
Hydra was where I began recording the album. Living in the attic of OCF Studio, at the time still under renovation, owned and run by the legendary Stephan Colloredo-Mansfeld, and sat high on ‘the rock’ overlooking the port below. Hydra is one of those geographical centers where there is undeniably something energetic in the Earth creating a viscerally heightened experience of life, creativity, sexuality, and contemplation. It was here that the relationship with my muse ended, tragically, heartbreakingly, while she was in India and I was in these waters and on these rocks, walking barefoot through the quiet alleys, drunk at 4am being shown into the house of the late Leonard Cohen, I too became intoxicated by the island; the energy, the vortex, the sirens.
A siren I’ve since learned doesn’t have to be a woman. Maybe I’d have known this if I had the patience at the time to make it through Homer’s ‘Odyssey’. But vices, distractions, psychological schisms that cause disruption and fragmentation of one’s path. I fell victim to these, time and time again through the three year journey of the creation of these works. Until I too covered my ears and tied myself to the mast of my own ship.
I’m not sure what the current day equivalent of this is, but it’s working. A focussed path led to the completion of the album, and exploration into my next creative and professional routes. It feels profound to return to the island amongst such a stellar lineup of phenomenal international artists, as a slightly improved version of myself, with a more developed and clarified path, and resolve to not be shipwrecked.
Image: The Siren - John William Waterhouse
