Coming Home Tour 2024

From 4 October to 22 November 2024 I embarked om my first national tour in a very long time. The purpose of the tour was to share the music from my two latest albums with fans (old and new) across country and to celebrate a comeback to the music industry after three years outside of the industry. In the Coming Home Show I shared insights gained during my three-month adventure in Europe (June-September 2024). These insights were interwoven with stories about the origins of the songs released on both albums. I played with the concept of coming home  – of what home really is to us.

I performed in venues across five provinces – the Western Cape, Eastern Cape, Free State, North West and Gauteng. It was incredible to experience the diverse and breathtaking landscapes that each province has to offer, to drive through the vast and imagination-evoking Karoo, and to reconnect with the hospitable people of each district I performed in. I once again realised that it is in real life that one gets to find the gems. We spend a lot of time in the digital world where we are bombarded with bad news on a daily basis. Sometimes it fills us with so much fear that we find it hard to step out and venture into unknown parts of our country. What a pity. I am so grateful my music took me on this journey. It is wondrous out there. 

When you perform there is an energy exchange between yourself and the audience. It is always different – never quite predictable. What I can say, is that my experience on this first journey in a while was absolutely humbling and life-changing. I needed a positive reaction from audiences and I got it. It felt that the content of my work (the songs and the stories I shared) somehow hit a nerve. As a songwriter and storyteller you hope that you can somehow capture what people are feeling and experiencing at the time. Sometimes it is a hit, sometimes it is a miss. This time around I felt it – people responded. My honesty was met with unexpected honesty from the audience too – people sharing their experiences and stories with me after the show, people walking up to me and sharing their opinions and ideas for the first time ever. I felt emotional after almost every show and incredibly motivated to continue on this path I have chosen – knowing that it touches people, affects people in a good way – in a time where we really need to be affected in a good way. 

It is  because of this that I decided to share the titbits I wrote and spoke about, followed by a link to the song that inspired it. I am doing this for all those who did not get to experience the show. I know there are also some audience members who would like to be reminded of a song or story or two. 

I want to thank every single audience member and venue owner who contributed to this inspiring experience. I will treasure it and do my best to approach each future show and tour in the same way – as a privilege and something really sacred. 

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Harmony

I recently pondered about what harmony means to me. Not harmony in the musical sense, but in the way we live our lives. I did, however, draw insight from the fantastical musical world of harmony.  To me it means sitting in oneself with comfortability – knowing one’s light and dark side – loving it all and finding harmony in the dissonance within.

Should one not come to shine a light on your own fallibility and love it, one tends to seek fortitude in all the wrong places. It can be a shady place to cower in. I would rather seek harmony in my own dissonance. It is true that the world holds its own similar conundrum – the push and pull between light and dark. Having balance in your own inner world allows you the ability to walk this tightrope we call life.

(Parts of this song are inspired by philosopher Heroclitus, and author Amor Towles – specifically his novel ‘A Gentleman in Moscow’). 

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Sweetness

Wat maak jy wanneer jou joie de vivre met eensaamheid trou? En jy gooi so klein bietjie wyn en musiek in die mix? Dan kry jy die Jeanne Goosen gedig, Sweetness.

‘n Ode aan daai aande waar jy net eenvoudig nie alleen wil huis toe gaan nie – wanneer die  kurwes van ‘n vreemdeling se lyf meer aanloklik as die koue gewig van die nag is. Soms vind ons kortstondige tuistes in vreemdelinge, met ‘n klein hupstoot van ou staatmaker, Bacchus. En moenie Apollo vergeet nie. 

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Translation

What do you do when your ‘joie de vivre’ marries loneliness? And you throw a little bit of wine and music into the mix? Then you get Jeanne Goosen’s poem, ‘Sweetness’.

An ode to those evenings where you simply don’t want to go home alone – when the curves of a stranger’s body are more enticing than the cold weight of the night. Sometimes we find short-term homes in strangers, with a little boost from old stalwart, Bacchus. And don’t forget the magic of  Apollo.

Red

Oh, the sweetness of the night. That place where the lights are always dimmed. Where shadows fall over slowly distorting faces that laugh and weep with exuberance. Where night owls don’t bat an eye at ecstasy or indiscretion. For the night is alive. The night is fire. The night is desire. Sometimes I wonder whether the activities of the night will be able to hold their own when the sun shines a light on it. Perhaps not. Red becomes the river we drink too much of.
 
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Immediate Molly

Gelukkig volg die dag altyd op die nag. Tog kom die dag ook maar  met sy eie probleme. Dit is juis in die dag wat Immediate Molly verby kom. Wie ís Immediate Molly? Sy is die een wat altyd smile, wat nooit ‘n voetjie verkeerd sit nie, nooit kwaad raak nie, en nooit ‘nee’ sê nie. Die een van wie almal hou, want kom ons wees nou eerlik – wat is daar om nié van te hou nie? Behalwe miskien die feit dat daar niks is om nie van te hou nie! Die samelewing stoot so om die uur Immediately Molly’s én Mike’s uit. Hulle loop in die gange van skole en besighede. Hulle sit elke dag vir drie ure in die verkeer sonder om ooit hulle gaskets te blaas. Hulle sit vier aande van die week tot laatnag gebuig oor keyboards in hulle tuiskantore. Jy kan hulle ook vind in hospitaalbeddens weens onverwagse hart- en angsaanvalle, of geknoopte derms van al die stres. So lyk die Molly’s en die Mike’s van die wêreld wat almal please tot in hul eie afgrond in. Al wat ek sê – is dat ‘n ou se werk nie sy huis behoort te wees nie.

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Translation:

Fortunately, the day always follows a scoundrel of a night. Yet the day also comes with its own problems. It is precisely in the day that Immediate Molly comes by. Who is Immediate Molly? She is the one who always smiles, who never puts a foot wrong, never gets angry, and never says ‘no’. The one that everyone loves, because let’s be honest – what’s not to love? Except maybe the fact that there’s nothing not to like! Society produces Immediately Molly’s and Mike’s by the hour. You can see them walking in the corridors of schools and businesses. They sit in traffic for three hours every day without ever blowing their gaskets. They sit hunched over keyboards in their home offices four nights a week until late at night. You can also find them in hospital beds due to unexpected heart and anxiety attacks, or knotted intestines from all the stress. This is how the Molly’s and the Mike’s of the world look – the ones who please everyone into their own abyss. All I’m saying is that one’s work should never be one’s home. 

 

Die baadjies wat ons dra

Wanneer laas het jy ‘n onsigbare gesien? Daardie ou wat hom tuis vind tussen verwaaide tjipspakkies, plastieksakke en leë koeldrankblikke. Gepantser met ‘n vrot baadjie, ‘n broek vol gate, korsige voete en vuil hare. Hy blend in met die gemors. Ek het in Merrimanlaan in die verkeer vasgesit en ‘n man so in ‘n hoek sien slaap. Ek kon nie help om te wonder wat maak dat hy dié plek as sy huis kies nie. Dit moet die onsigbaarheid wees, het ek gedink. Die misgekyk word.  Want kom ons wees nou eerlik – ons almal trek party dae die krae van ons baadjies hoog op en gooi ‘n koue skouer teen die wind. Ons almal loop soms met ons oë op die grond, met die hoop dat niemand oogkontak maak en begin praat nie. “Net nie vandag nie”, dink ons. “Net nie vandag nie”.

In die land van ons waar geld of die gebrek daaraan grense tussen gemeenskappe trek, dra ons maar almal ons baadjies met trots, maar nie sonder skaamte nie. Met Kersfees om die draai – kom ons maak die knope van die baadjies wat ons dra net so bietjie losser om die lyf.

‘Die baadjies wat ons dra’ is ook beskikbaar op Spotify en Apple Music – versprei deur Distrokid. Ek het die liedjie geskryf na ek Daniël Hugo se vertaling van Dimitri Verhulst (Belgiese skrywer) se ‘Die helaasheid van die dinge’ gelees het. Wat ‘n besonderse boek!

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Translation:

When was the last time you saw an Invisible? That guy who finds a home among old cardboard boxes and the trash of the day. Armored with a rotten jacket, trousers full of holes, crusty feet and filthy hair. That guy that blends in with the rubbish on the street. I was stuck in traffic on Merriman Street when I saw a man sleeping in such a corner. I couldn’t help but wonder what makes him choose this place as his home. It must be the invisibility, I thought. The ability to be overlooked. For, let’s be honest – some days we all pull up the collars of our coats and throw a cold shoulder against the wind. We all sometimes keep our gaze toward the ground, hoping no one makes eye contact and starts talking to us. “Not today”, we think. “Just not today”.

In this country of ours – where money or the lack thereof inflicts borders between communities – we all wear our coats with pride, but not at all without shame. With Christmas around the corner – let’s loosen the buttons on the coats we wear just ever so slightly. Let’s keep an eye out for the human who hinds behind invisibility. 

I wrote the song after reading Daniël Hugo’s translation of Dimitri Verhulst’s (Belgian writer) ‘Die helaasheid van die dinge’ – to translate – ‘The misfortune of things’. What a special book!

Little Lies

And so it is. We hide. Divert our eyes. Smile our smiles. Build our towers. Stick to our side of the town. Tell our little lies. We survive.

This song was inspired by the book and series ‘Big Little Lies‘. It made me think of all the many ways in which we lie to ourselves and those around us – all in the name of ‘keeping up appearances’ while trying to maintain our homes. The strange thing about saving face is that we’re not seen for who we really are. Isn’t that what we really need in life? To be seen, not only for who we are, but for who we have the potential to be. No one can help if they do not know.

Actor Dorette Potgieter and her beautiful daughter Lia Luna Li performed in the music video. My friends Pieter and Melissa’s beloved Hannes also played the cutest role in this video. Video by Hanno Matthysen. 

The song is currently only available on YouTube. 

Have a look and a listen to the video  here.  Want the song? Why not pop me an email and I will gift you with the song!

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Hi Luna
Where was I? Only learnt about you by buying the Huisgenoot to exercise my brain with crossword puzzles (what an excuse for someone to buy Huisgenoot) Immediately went to Youtube to search for your music, and I like your voice/music styles very much (added your songs to my master playlist)
I see that you also added to your repertoire by going through the trials that life throw at us. I have also started dabbling in poetry after similar tribulations many years ago(it seems life coaxes our best thoughts from us, by taxing our emotions) I have no musical skills(except that I know when I hear a good song), but hope one day that one of my attempts at poetry will make the lyrics of a good song, over and above the few poems I had published in poetry competitions.
Keep up with what you are doing. I am sure you have a legion of fans built up over the years.
PS Am I the first to comment?

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