Here it is, I guess... the thrust and crumble, the beat and rumble of an unheard band... THE MUSIC: (in no order) TV on the Radio, Hot Chip, The Subways, The National, Okkervil River, Page France, Snowden, Peter Schmidt, I Love Math, Ozomatli, The Cloud Room, Grupo Fantasma, The Stills, Bright Eyes,The Virgins, White Rabbits, Hot Hot Heat, White Stripes, Tokyo Police Club, Flaming Lips, Shout Out Louds, Cary Brothers, Arcade Fire, Deathray Davies, I Love You but I've Chosen Darkness, Bloc Party, Jamiroquai, The Beatles, Tricky, The Oranges Band, I am Kloot, French Kicks, Keane, Happy Bullets, Ian Brown, Secret Machines, Iron and Wine, Blur, the TahDahs, Beck, Pavement, Desaparecidos, Frank Sinatra, Nirvana, Radiohead, The Killers, Johnny Cash, Postal Service, LCD Soundsystem, Ryan Adams, Spoon, Phoenix, The Damnwells, Red House Painters, Andrew Bird, The Dears, The Delays, Athlete, Electrelane, Jude, The Wallflowers, Rufus Wainwright, Caetano Veloso, Ted Leo, Arcade Fire, Cat Stevens, Elvis Costello, Death From Above 1979, Broken Social Scene, Athlete, Pulp, Pretty Girls Make Graves, Santana, Iron and Wine, Jude, Duncan Sheik, Rilo, Redlightmusic, Sufjan Stevens, The Futureheads, Bob Schneider, Phish, Depeche Mode, Wilco, Trembling Blue Stars, the Roots, the Libertines, the Wrens.......
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!
~~Jack Kerouac~~
Movies
Television
None. I don't have any reception. Bleh.
Books
The poetry of E.E. Cummings, Pablo Neruda, Mary Oliver and Rainer Marie Rilke, books best kept in bed, tangled up in the sheets next to you. The prose by Michael Cunningham, A. L. Kennedy, C.S. Lewis, and the authors of all the books from college that are about to collapse my shelves. The standard music rags and whatever is on the back of the cereal box. I believe we HAVE to read to keep our parts and pieces gripped in tight to our own ribs, to stay supple and human, to be whole. I have started writing a book now. It might be absolutely worthless. It might be good. We'll see.
About me:
Things which make me happy, get me giddy, or keep me otherwise amused: left over mexican food for breakfast, gritty black and white photography, listening to local bands while getting tipsy and stepping on other people's toes (because I like to salsa dance even if it isn't salsa music), modern art museums, London, borrowing a book from a friend with their own notes in the margins, the kind of college friends that will sing Jose Cuervo loudly and off key at my own wedding, the UPS man knocking on the door to deliver a package, love, expectation, and Excedrin (god, I love exedrin). I would expand, but what else does a human being need??
Things that disappoint me daily: my own driving, insomnia, and inability to ever wear matching socks.
Who I'd like to meet: Those who are clever, long-winded or well-read. People who can tell a good deadpan joke, play a musical instrument, handle life with either grace or sarcasm, stay up as late as I do, or can teach me how to hold a martini glass upright. Gamblers. Latin dancers. Crossword puzzle writers.
A lifetime isn't long enough for the beauty of this world
and the responsibilities of your life.
Scatter your flowers over the graves, and walk away.
Be good natured and untidy in your exuberance.
In the glare of your mind, be modest,
and beholden to what is tactile and thrilling.
~~Mary Oliver~~
I was actually under the assumption that you should become something a little better suited for you. I mean you don't have any muscles, and brains are pretty much useless. Use your looks, become a prostitute, we could call you a harlot so it doesn't sound so bad.
Why haven't I seen you in months? Sure, it could be that I haven't contacted you...we should sit by the pool one weekend and make drinks with outrageously long umbrellas
So I have to ask, what are you going back to school for, where are you going, and when do you start? oooh oooh also, Are you excited? Inquiring minds want to know.
Also, I just uploaded a new picture in my Purty Pictures album, you should look at it.
Sure will girl! We were just there a few weeks ago, but we didn't leave the hotel. I think our next meeting will be sometime in Dec or the first of the year! So will see you then!
Hey girl! Just thought I would say hello and see how things were going on your side of the world, as if we don't hear! Well I hope your summer is going great, I'm just a booking, bet you don't miss that!!! Take care girl, I still love the hair!
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