Song For The Siren

Excerpt from FREYjA’s new Song For the Siren
(first song she’s brought me for three years)
There’s a way through all of this
It’s not for you to wonder how
Just hold on close for the prize it is
Then catch the wind, For there’s a boat coming now
So go there now, my holy child
It’s not for you to wonder why
Keep her safe, as she has you,
But hoist your sails
The wind won’t back round on you now
Go easy in the melancholic autumn
Just gather ribbons in your hair
Batten down the hatches in the winter

You won’t find love wanting there

Lift your chin, can you catch a scent on the air
It’s not for you to wonder who…

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The journey is both magical and strange…

I had the great honour recently, of being taken to Sicily for a week’s holiday with twenty beautiful souls, from all over the world. I worked daily on the first draft of my novel, the Siren Odyssey, which is halfway through its first edit and will be ready to present at the York Writers Festival. I swam in the sea, lay in the sunshine, played sous-chef with children and lapped the wonder of life up, despite the health challenges and profound sadness which lives with me.

Back in London now in a gorgeous little flat. For these last six months and for the first time in two and a half years, I have been given the opportunity to stay put, in one place. After housesitting twenty-four different homes in two years, this feeling of having a ‘home base’ has been a gift in itself. Although I have not been able to take my piano out of storage, nor most of my personal effects, I have felt more grounded and steady on my creative and professional feet.

This sublet situation will change again in five weeks, and if I cant find affordable living space in London then I might pick up and move to the sea. I will try to keep my little music thang going in London, running my singing clubs, even if I move from the big city, for the time-being.

I have tid-bits of exciting happenings, which all add up, and which help me stretch beyond the debilitating depression I too often suffer from:

  • I did another Jamie Catto workshop, which explored communication and new ways of being. It certainly helped to re-frame difficult aspects of life.
  • I have been invited to sing at the Chelsea Arts Club – which is a thrill!
  • I am being taken to The Edinburgh Festival at long last, where I will see Stewart D’Arrietta perform Tom Waits and where I will hopefully find and hear my old friend Antonio Forcione playing.
  • I’ve been invited to France again this year…always a joy to visit my creative friends in Paris.
  • I’ve also been invited to open a new music cafe in Glastonbury. What an honour that will be
  • My choirs bring me such great joy. I run four of them at the moment.
  • I have a Music Director course coming up this summer too – ever-learning and growing

For the first time in as long as I can remember, despite ongoing challenges, I am finding the old creative me was merely hibernating.

A new Spring is dawning perhaps…and maybe even a new album recording on its way? I suspect I need to find a place to take my piano from storage first There’s my news this month.

Blessings galore to you all. Keep counting them, no matter what. Life is too short to do otherwise. Musically Yours FREYjA

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Digging Deep

Hello FREYjA Friends,

It’s been a busy few months. I’m temporarily settled in South London and I’m loving it. I still have no permanent home and may leave London all together after the summer housesits are through. In the meantime, nature is plentiful in this city. As are church steeples. I am ever-inspired. I marvel at the beautiful circle of souls in my singing clubs. Fifty kids a week in the numerous Quirky Choir Clubs. And Thirty adults in my Shower Singers Clubs.

I’m putting together an anthology of my arrangements of over sixty songs for easy amateur choirs.

I’m seeking a new agent to find a publisher for my various writing projects, including Paris Bear the musical book series co-written with Mykey T with illustrations by Silver Larossa.

But my main babies at the moment are my novels Tilting the Doll and The Siren Odyssey. Yes! It has a similar title to FREYjA’s second album. I seem a little obsessed with sirens, wouldn’t you say!? Well, being one myself – a singing sea-faring kind of nomad – I’d say that makes sense. Notice I do not use the term ‘mermaid’. To understand why, you will have to read my novel.

To read my novel – it will have to get published. Right? And so, I am here to tell you that I, songwriter singer author Rebecca Rennie (also known as FREYjA) is about to launch a Patreon campaign.

For those of you who do not know what Patreon is…well stay-tuned. It will be a place where sponsors, such as your lovely selves, become Patrons (or Sponsors) of this artistic journey I am on.

Keep in the flow, fellow soul-divers. A new creative journey is about to begin.

Rebecca Rennie (FREYjA)

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Looking Back

I haven’t been posting much, my friends. I’m sorry for that. The Siren’s Odyssey – my first novel and my five little choir projects (including a music book series) have been taking up all my creative time.

My friend just put this on and I watched it for the first time. Dad wrote the last verse and turned the chorus around. Weeping at the wonder of time passed and loss and love. Enjoy Dean St Concert a lifetime ago with Antonio Forcione, Paul Robinson and Jonny Gee. 

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FREYjA at The Ritz


Thank you for all your private messages requesting a public concert! My apologies for disappearing these last couple of years. Life takes us to the fork in the road at times forcing us off the path and through the woods until we arrive, once again, to a clearing where we can choose another path in the same wonder-filled creative landscape but with a new vantage point.

It had been several years since I had performed in any capacity before last week. Then I was invited to sing at The Ritz dinner celebrating John Guthrie receiving his OBE from the Queen. I tapped back into my little well of confidence and sang my heart out with, whom I consider, two of the best musicians in London town. Jonny Gee & Luca Boscagin. It was a heart-warming, moving night. John Guthrie and I performed Madeira M’Dear which was hilarious fun and topical – right!? Mr Guthrie performed with aplomb and we even got a few laughs.

The reason I am sharing this here is because I am ready to take bookings again. Aside from my FREYjA songs I have a repertoire of 200 standards, bossanovas and cabaret numbers to choose from and will play with full band or trio. It brings me such joy. Book us for an event or at your venue. And watch the space for some upcoming public performances on the cards in 2018.

Musically yours, Rebecca Rennie (aka FREYjA)

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CD Stock Clearance

Hello my people!
Who can keep up in this day and age? Certainly not I! It has only just now come to my attention that the links on the sales page are not working. Well my friends – this is where you step in! Now that the links to CD Baby are back up and running I need you to take stock and double check DO YOU HAVE ALL THE FREYjA ALBUMS. There are currently four on sale and we need to clear “FREYjA with Rebecca Rennie” and “Not That Girl” urgently – before I can get my next album up there.

Surely some of you are old school enough to enjoy the occasional hard copy of an album? “Not That Girl” even has a little diary in the booklet about the recording process.

Here is the link to CD Baby: BUY NOW! No matter where you are in the world, the albums should arrive within a week. Prices have been cut to encourage you. Every little bit helps this artist out so awfully very much.

Only the other day I received this beautiful message from someone in Australia who said they had walked into a shop in a village in the countryside and my music was playing. It is an incredible feeling to know that I am sleeping on one side of the world whilst my spirit is singing on the other! Thank you in advance for enjoying my songs. Eternally in music & poetry. FREYjA

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Cover The Hole

There are some songs I still revisit – I play them to myself on piano or guitar by candlelight in solitude. This is one of them. I remember exactly where I was sitting, in Chatou, outside Paris, on a piano stool, at a grand piano (but playing guitar – which I do not often do, believe me! Especially when I am seated at a grand piano). I had finished composing “Billie” and it was pouring with rain outside. It is often raining when I compose a new song. The chocolate labrador, Wilbur, whom I was minding for the entire heavenly summer was lying on the floor.

A shower of melancholy set in. Memories of childhood. All the little pieces of life buried within, rippled up to the surface and out came a riff on the guitar. The lyrics flowed out of me in one gush, first in English and then in French (with some help a week later from Parisian producer / songwriter Mykey Tee).

I think “Cover the Hole” remains up there as runner up (after The Magician) for a song which took the most out of me.


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Fare Ye Well and Good Riddance 2016

Ok, so it wasn’t all bad, that is true, but it was pretty ghastly at times. Very hard work, was 2016.

You may be wondering where I have been since my last post all those months ago.

Well, I’ve been focusing on my choirs. I have four of them now – two for kids and two for adults plus a summer camp in Europe coming up.

Arranging choir songs like fury – from every decade of the twentieth century. Basking in the smiles and warmth which comes from working with folk  who love to sing, who lap up the learning and who bring me so much joy. We did our first little gig this year at the pub which was the first pub Bob Dylan played in London.

Also putting a little project together hiring buskers from all over London (and hopefully the world eventually) to record different versions of the FREYjA song The Magician. In memory of my Dad.

My novel is getting closer to completion. 120,000 words now. The committed hunt for an agent will start for true this year. As soon as first draft is completed.

I have not been on stage for a long time. I have to admit I do not know when I will next find the courage to do so. I had an accident which set me back somewhat, even more poignantly, I lost some souls who were very dear to me indeed. Life sometimes takes the wind out of one’s sails but one must ever-count the blessings left behind in the fallout. There is much  healing to be done yet.

Slowly but surely. Onward spiritual soldiers.

ps. CDs are on sale at CDBAby. Buy four for the price of two. They will arrive to you in a week no matter where you are in the world. Click on the right links at this site to buy. Or of course, buy song by song on iTunes

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Turning the Full Circle

To the Full Circle:

Finding certain synchronicities and connections in life so filled with mystery all I can do is wonder at them. One can be intimate with both the might and the vulnerability of the entire universe in one instant. I believe this is what a large portion of the world refers to as a moving God.

I live half my life in utter awe and the other half either doing paper work (a special mundane hell unto itself) or numbed – aghast at human carelessness and indifference. How to ever reconcile these things? No idea….but…

Last night, when I played a grand piano and sang for almost an hour in the church whilst I awaited our choir I realised – Ah, yes I do have an idea…I will create a song…a book…a prayer…

It has been so long since I played piano. I miss it so. I miss being on stage and singing. It has been too long. I am coming back to myself and it is the inspiration of people around me who have helped me arrive here. Thank you.

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Battle of The Somme Commemoration

Battle of The Somme commemoration. I will preface this by saying that my mother is German and my father British (grew up in Australia) and that both parents lost their fathers in WWII. They met in the sixties in London at a central tube station. The legacies of WWI WWII and ALL wars before have been passed down through generations. My family has been, and still is being, torn apart in so many ways as a result of the grief which my parents carried down the line with the loss of their fathers. And so the wars of 100 years ago are still living with me, personally, every single day. The repercussions of war are everlasting….

Why is this coming up today? Last night a friend played 1st violin in the orchestra which accompanied (live) the silent movie The Battle of the Somme. In a magnificent church in London a few stops from where my parents first met all those decades ago. Laura Rossi’s composition was subtle at times, rumbling with instruments simulating thunder or aircraft sounds and canon/ gun fire at others. Always spot-on in-synch with the deathly shots we viewed before us on this huge screen. I was not prepared for the impact of this experience at all. At all, I say! This orchestral piece will be played live to the film 100 times…that is their goal. If it comes your way, go see it.

The faces of these young Englishmen up close in their trenches, any one of which could have been my ancestor. The way they rounded up their German prisoners of war, again, any one of which could have been my ancestor. Many soldiers we watched jolly it up with a tin can soup would be dead in twenty minutes. I wept and wept. These strangers were my blood. (All strangers are our blood somewhere back down the line). As the live, full orchestra boomed, tinkled and marched on, frame after frame, the reality of our stupidity came back to me. I wept some more.

I know for a fact that anguish is what refugees and soldiers and grieving wives and mothers-to-be are hand down to the next generations. It is 100 years since this film was shot and we have learnt nothing it seems to me.

They fought with their lives for a united Europe. Metaphorically are we not spitting in their faces? And what about those trees on Anzac Parade in Sydney which were planted to eternalise them. It is the same thing. The micro informs the macro. We divorce Europe, we tear down memory. We tear down trees, we divorce the dead. It is all poetry, nasty, paradoxical poetry. We cut off from a brother or sister? The ripples move away from us and eventually join the tidal wave somewhere on the planet. Everything, everyone is connected.

We keep funding the ammunitions industries instead of feeding people. We turn down helpless innocents squeezed into boats on treacherous seas in their search for hope…hope to live, simple as that. Or we incarcerate them and leave them with Doctors whose voices we mute, who are not allowed to speak up about the ten year old rape victim they treat, or the boy who refuses to speak ever since having seen his own father tortured and then shot at point range and left to lie in the dirt. On it goes on it goes.

We in the Western world contributed to that war without taking any responsibility for it now. We simply turn our backs? And the politicians who actually do GOOD for the community and give us all hope, get shot in the street by the very weapons her own government funded. Whilst our small-minded, visionless politicians rise to power and feed the whirlwind of racist fascism sweeping the world just like it did 100 years ago.

And we bitch behind each others backs. And gripe about the petty details of nothing. Divorce a man or woman we once loved and then declare war on him/ her. And we take offence at innocuous jokes. Or the way someone else chooses to live. Or what they believe (let’s face it – none of us knows the Truth). We get offended?! Really? All this little stuff feeds the bigger picture, you know? It all matters.

Just let each other be. Don’t name-call each other, call one another on their actions with wisdom and grace instead of simply calling your sister or brother an idiot and waving it off like that takes care of it. Don’t pass your domestic wars down the line, particularly if you were partially responsible for them in any way. You probably don’t understand their perspective, their story, their pain…even if you think you do…if you are so busy judging or misunderstanding them then you don’t. It all feeds the war, do you see? Butterfly effect. It is real.

Every single little moment. Pages of history. Why can’t we talk to each other? Or just make music and art and emulate beauty…finding peace our own little ways.

Shame on us. Lest we forget. Kindness folks. Please, gentle kindness.


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