Lily Fraser

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Snapshots of my adventures ...

  'Born and bred in Cornwall, raised in the middle of nowhere, nourished on honey comb, bathed in mud and rinsed in creek water ......'
Well, that just about sums up my slightly feral childhood and now here i am, a village, a town and couple of decades on, in London town attempting to be a right propa city lass, but i can't claim i'm a natural.....
I come in at number three in a brood of six; four girls, two boys. Spawn of a songwriter turned producer and an actress turned writer. We grew up at a recording studio next to a creek with no road to it, deep in the cornish countryside. Outside culture came in by boat every couple of weeks in the form of skinny young blokes with funny haircuts and eye snatching girls with crazy hair and make up. Music was everywhere all day, but it's not as romantic as it sounds.... I went to sleep to the sound of a solo drum kit most nights (all the other instruments were almost inaudible) and from this unusual nighttime accompaniment i have developed the useful ability to fall asleep stone cold sober on the PA in the middle of any club or party. Dance music is to me a sleepy lullaby!

What Rocks My World ...

Something happens to me when I start to write a song its like all the liberation I dont feel as an adult trying to scrape by in a big busy city comes and inhabits me.. I feel like I did as a child running through the woods on my first lone adventure, diving in to the river in march, rolling around in the mud at low tide. I feel the intensity of emotion that I felt the first time I lay on my floor as a teenager and played The Joshua Tree, when I heard Prince and imagined sex, when I first fell in love and started to make my own poetry, had my heart broken and couldnt imagine a worse pain, when I thought my parents had stopped loving me cos Id been a bad bad girl. When I was trying to work out who I was; like so many kids I struggled to unite the good girl who always thought of others and the girl I thought was too intense, too dark, too brooding, too naughty to take out in public. I hid her away in secret diaries and led a secret life unbeknownst to my family and friends. And like anything you try to keep in the dark she strained to get out and craned her head towards the light, desperate to be discovered in her isolation. Over time I realized I was just exhausting myself with this game and really i wanted everyone to know exactly who I was. So I let her out ....and now I get up on stage and show her to the world and god it feels good! Its a freedom of expression beyond any Ive ever experienced, its a safe environment where i can tell everyone the truth.
CHILLING OUT: I walk on the heath, usually by myself. I listen to other peoples conversations. I stare a lot. I read books til 4 in the morning when everyone else is sleeping. I watch films and believe its real life. Living life vicariously is such a treat, its chocolate chip ice cream for the mind! But everything starts to feel a bit surreal if I indulge my penchant for escapism too often. I try to cook delicious food and like to share it if possible. I dress up for no particular reason. I look at myself in the mirror and try and understand that that person is me.. I check often just to be sure.
WEBSITE: www.lilyfraser.com

Influences....

oh...SOoo MAny GReat PASsions That INFluenceD UNbeKNownst to THem And Probably Unbeknownst To Me Too... But Theyre EMbedded iN My SUbconcious SOmewhere I SUpPose...HElping Me CHOose THe NExt NOte....DIctating THe RHYthms I Shake My TOosh To.......! As a STarted To GEntly Ease Myself Out Of GIrlhood, i WOuld Lie FOr HOUrs on My BEdroom FLOor LIstening to U2, PRince, EUrythmics, KAte BUsh... so different... but all MAde SEnse TO DIfferent PArts OF Me. I WAs HEAvily iN To SOme Of THe JAzz GReats iN mY EArlY TEanS... BIlly and Ella BEing THe LEAding FEmale VOices Of THeir TIme, thEY GOt Me huMming aND StREtchINg mY Half foRMed VOcal CHorDS..... WHich STRangely LEd me to JOni MITchell... a BIg PAssion DIScovered. I DAbbled in A LIttle P-Funk as A miDTEenager.... THat WAs All ABout DAncing... I MOved on to SOul in THe FOrm Of GLAdys KNIght, BIll WIthers, OTtis, AL GReen, JAmes BRown... STill DAncing. Then came Nick Cave...PJ.HArvey...in one breath ANd I STEpped INTo THe UNKnown. BJOrk OPeneD My EArs, BUrst My CHesT OPen aNd In FLOoded a WhOle NEw rEAlm oF pOSsibILity. RAdio HEad HIt Me HArd In THe Face LIke THey DId MOst PEople.. And BEck For THe LIghter SIde OF THe WIerd. NExt CAme LIttle FEet.. for CoOling OFf AnD reMEmbeRIng ThE NeEd FOr SimPLIcity...I WAs VERy TAken WIth Moloko AFter I SAw THem At GLAstonbury.... THat Was mOStlY ABout PErformance...I WAs PErfORming MYself SO I Was Taking NOtice. JeFf BucKLEy juSt AFteR hE diED, fOUnd AnD lOsT anD LIvinG On FOreVEr. FioNA ApPLe STruck A CHord WIth Me, REginA, Fiest... tHe aPparENt SiMPlictY oF HeR... aND i"M liSTEning fOr WhAT ThE NAugHTIes HAve tO OFfer.. sOme Of IT PoP, SomE Of iT NoT............................. ................

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