Mel Parsons

Oh, look, it takes a lot to freak me out, Mike.

I'm intrigued.

I'm intrigued by it.

I feel like, I mean, you know me, I'm the eternal optimist and I feel like for people like us, you know, touring artists, people who perform live predominantly, I feel like it's kind of an opportunity because I think that people actually want, you know, your IRL in real life experiences more, you know, because you just don't know online what's real and what's not, you know.

I don't know I mean you know I guess it's on the one hand it's my job but also I genuinely it's my favourite part of the whole thing is that time with an audience and I don't think it's being in front of people but I think it's what that opportunity gives you being on stage is this very very special chance just to connect with people and it's like this

I'm not particularly woo-woo, Mike, but it's like a bit of an energy kind of transfer, you know, like what you give out, it comes around.

And it's a very, very special, unique feeling performing live and it just, yeah, unable to be replicated.

Oh, that's so kind.

Here we go.

Empty shell I rattle on the tide I close my eyes I change my mind I am an empty shell you see The waves wash in and out of me I am sand I feel no pain The waves wash me over

Grain by grain by grain by grain, you build me up over again.

Grain by grain by grain by grain, you build me up over again.

Empty shell, I have no soul.

I close my eyes.

Will I ever be whole?

Falling off the wagon is not the end, even when it feels that way, my friend.

Ask, will I ever be whole again?

You will, my friend.

You will, my friend.

Grain by grain by grain by grain You build me up over again Grain by grain by grain by grain You build me up over again Empty as shell I feel no pain My intentions are good Then I drift away