We played some of our songs at SAE in Byron Bay the other day. We’re cooking up our first release. We’ll be getting in the studio to record in July!
kasia
the process
This is what we look like when we practice (+ green colour grade):
the trip
We’re travelling steadily. I found a place in the hills on Widjabul Wia-bal country from where I can work in what I can only describe as a birthday miracle. It’s a lot more comfortable than a bedroom. We were doing practice here for the past weeks.
Songs keep coming, one at a time, and we’re looking forward to sharing them out in the physical realm before heading to the recording studio later this year. Sometimes, I write them at home, sometimes I write them at Koonyum Range (that photo’s from there) and other special places around this beautiful Country.
Nature punk.
ciao, pudło
Hello, world! I’m Kasia Pudło. I write songs.
Making my music the way I want to is my Great Refusal. This concept comes from philosopher Herbert Marcuse’s 1964 book “One-Dimensional Man”, and if you’re like me, you’ve felt exactly what it means in your bones your entire life. Hold onto that feeling.
Here’s a brief and lazy semiotic analysis of my bedroom:
My bedroom signifies self-intimacy and solace.
It signifies clarity and freedom.
When I’m alone in my bedroom, I don’t have a gender, a race, or whatever other template they wanna put on me.
I am me.
It also signifies precarity and the worsening economic conditions for people like me. Artists, thinkers. Punks.
In a world in which garage rock is a luxury, I make bedroom punk.
My punk starts in my bedroom.
Where I can feel-think whatever I think-feel.
Where I am affected by whatever it is that affected me.
Where my sensations tell me something important about what goes on out there.
Where I can write and sing whatever I want.
I refer to punk as personal philosophy and a cultural standpoint. An anarchist standpoint. A dissident standpoint.
Commodity culture can go fuck itself.
I’ll be bringing you some beautiful music soon.