Ruby Gill

me, standing in one place for as long as possible

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hello ✨ we are coming to play two beautiful shows in the UK this may! London just announced today 🦇 it is an honour to play first headline shows here and to have along for the intercontinental ride

May 12 - Brighton at
May 14 - London at

tell your friends and exes and distant relatives they may learn a thing or two. thank you and for organising.

I made this poster with birds by

my friend is on a plane back to the buttery flakey crust of their home and I will miss this era of touring with them very dearly. miss their scrunched eye laugh, the wading through the morning blur together, the stopping for sharks and rocks equally, the sound of their songs right there in the room with me. the knowing that parts of us will always be deeply torn between countries and the constant witnessing of the tragedy of the world together no shying away. I truly think mimi is one of the best songwriters there is and it’s been a privilege to live behind the wheel with them. may you all melt as I did when Mim’s next record arrives.

a few hours after this photo was taken of me finding the sun, I found a small bat hanging in the rafters next to the lightbulb. the dog alerted me to her, the same way she alerts me to anything living. and to be honest, anything not living that she assumes is living, because she doesn’t know yet. like a glove. or a pumpkin off the vine. or a rock. maybe she knows more than us. or could just be a bit stupid. I love her either way and she was right about the bat. it stared right at me from the ceiling, before showing off with a few manic circles. I summoned the voice of Merlin Tuttle in my head and felt no fear. I thought about the bat who learnt who he was and said hello every time he entered the cave. I entertained the dream of a relationship like that for a second before remembering that time Angie found a dead bat in this exact lounge a few months ago and texted me a picture of the deceased. obviously would prefer not to repeat. so promptly ushered this particular bat outside by turning all the lights off and shining a torch into the trees out the door. a trick at the recommendation of my aunt. she followed the light and left me. I didn’t know that bats liked light. I didn’t know that I like bats. I thank the dog for the warning. we all go back to search for something living.

last show tonight for me tonight with my beautiful friend who drinks from too many cups and laughs at their life mid song and downs carrots like a rabbit and worships vinegar and sparkles always and forever has a song for the gap you’re experiencing. I will miss travelling through time together, showing each other our homes and standing shoulder to shoulder at the door to every evening

a few tix left for this afternoon at with our sweet bestie matineeeee show 🦇 and don’t miss Mimi in Perth without me!!

my ass

most shows sold out or low tix on the rest of this beautiful tour. every night is different. 🧡

poem from page 14ish of “I’m not exaggerating when I say” about going to the cinema alone and lust that surprises and nightmares and relaxing finally after all those years of being so tightly wound / wounded