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Okay well. I am now 21. A kind-of grown woman. I look back on what I did with this blog–what we did with this blog–since I was 15, and it’s fucking amazing.
I am sorry I left you.
I’ve considered using this as a place for short, quick posts but I always relished the feeling of accomplishment that I felt after I’d finished a long, beautiful post.
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Here’s why I decided to reclaim my glorious WordPress: I was just starting to get good at it when I stopped blogging.
Another thing: Upon perusing my iPod, which has a different music selection from my external hard drive, I came across the song “Sharks” by Bear Colony, and it hit my belly in an entirely nostalgic way. I remembered the way that this blog tracked my growth from adolescence to adulthood. Although I am still rather immature, you readers have watched me grow up, have grown up with me, given me support, and I want to give something back to you. Hence, rebooting the blog.
Tumblr’s great n all but I like the long format of WordPress better. Plus, I feel that while I use my Tumblr for pretty things and activism, I still have much to say about music, and Tumblr doesn’t give me the forum to do that.
I’m going to start new things, possibly beginning with one secret surprise, which I will work on this weekend. I plan to bring in a wider variety of music, hopefully to cater to a wider audience of music tastes. This will definitely be influenced by my friends and readers, who have introduced me to new genres where my mind was so narrow before. In fact, if you ever hear something amazing that you want me to hear, either leave me a comment, message me (even anonymously) on Tumblr, shoot me something on Facebook, or send me an email! In addition to concerts I attend in the future, I also plan to write about local Richmond bands, noise, hip-hop, and (sigh) pop music. Why pop music? Have I finally sold out? Well, number one, I don’t even really know what that means. Number two, I have realized that pop music presents a wonderful opportunity for…critique.
Of course, I’ll also continue to post the occasional cringeworthy personal post, and, you know…books/movies/tv/whatever.
And for a second before I get started, just to crack my knuckles, I’d like to give a shout-out to Divya, who seriously commented on my most recent post within milliseconds, as well as one to deShion, who I’m about to message back on Last.fm.
I’m going to do this list-style. In fact, if any of you are enthusiastic enough, just to celebrate this long-awaited post (by me if by nobody else), you readers can answer the questions I’m about to pose to myself in the comments, and I shall respond with commentary.
1. Wut r ur top
3 5 fav bands records rite naow?
In no particular order, I am currently really into:
And…don’t be too shocked at how different they are…:
- Kamehameha by Ponytail (2006)
- Teen Dream by Beach House (2010)
- Have One On Me by Joanna Newsom (2010)
- Halcyon Digest by Deerhunter (2010)
- Ducktails III: Arcade Dynamics by Ducktails (2011)
2. What’ve you been reading lately?
- One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez, which is amazing
- The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien (all of it)
- The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, just the first installment so far, on the toilet
- rose by Inga Muscio
- The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir
3. How have ewe changed since you last posted?
I have more energy due to a very recent change in medz.
My hair is prettier; I got an undercut inspired by Victoria Legrand’s hair.
I live with a kitty named Roxy. She is a buff tabby, 1 1/2 years old, and extremely agile.
I’m closer to my sisters and I hang out with my friends more.
I’ve become more body positive and politically aware/correct. If this bothers you, then you. can. get out, I guess.
4. Movie recommendations purr-lease?
Okay. You get four, mainly because I can’t think of another one at the moment.
- But I’m a Cheerleader
- Margaret Cho comedy of any kind. That’s not a movie, but…worth it.
5. Grrrl role models lately
- Victoria Legrand of the band Beach House
- Molly Siegel of the band Ponytail (huge secret crush)
- Girl Cave the only all-girl cycling team in the Tour de Force scavenger hunt last weekend (Adrienne and Nicole)
- Genderbitch even though I was a total poohead the first time I communicated with her
- You know, all my friends and Tumblr-crushes. Okay, so Tumblr has taken over my life.
So sometime this weekend, expect a secret surprise and a new post including music, mostly probably raving about the albums that I listed above, with listening opportunities of course.
That is, unless my computer re-breaks
which it totally did
like two weeks ago
but then yesterday
it started working again
I’m going to play the Sims 3, I think.
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I’m coming back to WordPress this summer.
I miss you.
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This day marks the beginning of sophomore year spring break. What have I done so far?
This morning, Alex y yo went to Diversity Thrift on Sherwood. I’d never been there before (sin); I’d only ever seen the truck and the rainbow building. I did not know that it’s completely within biking distance from me. Or that it’s awesome. I lifted seven books for a buck each and a fucking saweeeeet Spectra System Polaroid camera for three fucking dollars (yes, three fucking dollars). It was rather dusty (both the camera and everything in Diversity, really) when I bought it but I cleaned it off with a Clorox wipe and I have plans to make a new strap for it because the included hand strap was grody and just actually fucking gross, and maybe to jazz it up with stickers or awesome. Really, though, it’s a Polaroid, so how much jazzing up could it need? Here is a video to demonstrate awesome.
Oh, oops, that’s not a demonstration of awesome. That’s Rachael. Here. HAVE FUN WITH MY STUPID OLD PHOTOBUCKET ACCOUNT, lawl. All of the video/monologues are to Ali, not to me.
Okay, lame sibling rivalry aside, I’m excited about having my own Polaroid, except for the fact that film is ridiculously expensive. I bought a 2-pack (20 photos) for 30 bucks on ebay. Didn’t Polaroid film used to be kind of…cheaper? Oh yeah, it did, but it’s not being produced anymore. Who made that decision?! So I guess now I have two amazing cameras that take awesome photos with the price of expensive fucking fillllmmmmmm.
Fortunately, collectives like The Impossible Project, Save Polaroid, and Polanoid exist. The Impossible Project is a newsy site with a shop for Polaroid products. It kind of prepares us all for the Polaroid Apocalypse, or maybe even for the wider-sweeping Apocalypse of Analog Photography As We Know It. Save Polaroid is sort of a grassroots effort to bring it the fuck back, and Polanoid : Polaroid :: Urban Nomad : Lomography. Right now, my greatest material desire is probably Lomography’s Diana Instant Back +, which turns out Polaroid-like instant pixxxx. Someday I will have you, my pretty…
On to the music.
I been listening nonstop to White Hinterland’s Kairos. It all started when Stereogum offered “Icarus” as a free download. The rest of the album was neither immediately nor easily adored, but it’s been a definite grower, growin’ on me like ivy. There’s something to be said for Casey Dienel’s silky smooth, slithery voice, but I can’t say I love Luniculaire or Phylactery Facotry even nearly as much as I’m digging Kairos (though Luniculaire comes close). It’s difficult to decide just which tracks to present here because they’re all worthy, just in different manners. I’m not going to give you “Icarus” because you can so easily download that for free at Stereogum or Pitchfork. By the way, if you’re going to take my recommendation, I recommend Stereogum more highly because that page also includes White Hinterland’s cover of Arthur Russell’s “Lucky Cloud”, which you cannot afford to miss.
First, I have to include “Cataract” because it’s a stunning display of what Casey Dienel can do. This is White Hinterland’s most soulful oeuvre.
Second, “Huron” because it is a heartbeat, and it feels life-changing. I am also fond of [what I can make out of] the lyrics.
Third, “Moon Jam” because of the title. It also feels so futuristic to me, and Casey plows forward in a manner that almost reminds me of Alice “Kingsley” from Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland which I saw yesterday in 3-D. It unexpectedly captivated me.
It’s kind of strange how my musical tastes have transformed from oldies to power pop to pop punk to suck to mellow-ass indie all day, all night, every day, every night. But Surfer Blood sort of justifies this change, almost pulling at each of my former favourite genres. I mean, I know their influences are way more legitimate than say, The Click 5 (or probably any of said band’s influences), but I’d venture to say that I could have enjoyed me some Surfer Blood at any age. In a really fucked-up way, they remind me of Weezer, only better.
I also downloaded Gigi’s Maintenant, just digging the French title and the Pitchfork review’s reference to Camera Obscura. I was pleasantly surprised by the album’s listenability and 60s nostalgia. The guests are obscure, even for someone who delves into bands with both hands, but I still managed to find favourite tracks. I’m going to put my two favourite female vocals out here.
Mirah has an irresistible voice, and it’s put to good use in this girly pop song.
I love a good, strong, slightly scratchy voice, and Katie Eastburn satiates my desire.
It’s difficult to cope with my newfound love for Joanna Newsom, especially since her songs are so lengthy and layered. It is mandatory to sit down with the lyrics in front of you, reading along, the first two or three times you listen to one of her songs, which are often epic-length. But it was interesting, or maybe intriguing, or maybe just inspiring, to see her perform on Jimmy Fallon. The morning I watched this video, I had “lawlessness, law-less-ness” stuck in my head all day. It gave my day a sense of mission.
It’s also important to note this girl’s perfect posture and unrelenting confidence. It seems that seeing her live would so greatly trump all of her recordings.
Beach House has also pleased my ears lately. I’m intrigued by Victoria Legrand’s voice. It’s such a rare find, such a richly textured and deep female voice. I watched Pitchfork’s segment with four Beach House songs, and was thoroughly captivated. Plus, here’s a woman who is so perfectly…graceful? Graceful. Elegant, even. Here are two songs from Teen Dream that were included in that sesh.
I don’t write about movies very often, and by that, I mean that I don’t do it nearly often enough. Films are rich and satiate much of my hunger for life.
Mermaid deeply affected me. Made in 2007, it’s been described as the Russian Amélie. On some level, I could agree with that, thematically, maybe. If you loved Amélie, you’ll probably at least enjoy Mermaid. But Mermaid extends beyond Amélie into the real world. It’s awkward, charming, even cringeworthy at times. It doesn’t extend hope to the rest of us, and maybe that’s why I prefer it. Mermaid is realistic, even with all of Alissa’s miracles and reveries. Compared to Mermaid, Amélie is surely a fairy tale; a simple dream. Maybe the two are best set apart. So you’re best off ignoring Amélie while watching Mermaid.
As for Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland, don’t go into the theatre expecting loyalty to the book. Instead, Alice is nineteen years old and everyone seems to think she has returned to Wonderland, despite the fact that she has no recollection of ever having been there at all. This particular take on Alice is a sort of clusterfuck mashup of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Through the Looking-glass, and that same seven-year-old heroine’s future. A lot of moviegoers will complain about how that’s not the story of Alice and how Tim Burton has manipulated things and blah blah blah, but for what it is–that is, an artistic take on two classic novels–this version is magnificent, captivating, morbid…and then it has a weird spin on the end: feminism. Since when did Disney give a fuck about feminism? Just look at all the Disney princesses, most of whom can’t do jack shit for themselves (exception: Mulan, but she gets married in the end so she did “need” a man after all…but is Mulan even a princess, technically speaking?). Disney’s appeal for feminism appeased me, but I just wonder how far they’re going to take it, or if it’s going to carry into any of their future movies. Probably not. I also wanted to point out that while uplifting, the ending is entirely unrealistic. Back in those days, Alice would have had to get married, would not have been taken seriously as a businesswoman…why pretend otherwise?
Instead of presenting you with the trailer, here’s a sweet music video made using fragments of the 1951 version if Alice in Wonderland.
You can download this track, “Alice” by Pogo, for free on Last.fm.
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Facebook: Deleted. Myspace: Gone. Formspring: Fucked.
I’m done living vicariously through those pointless social networking sites. I plan to retain my Last.fm out of vanity and because it doesn’t hold any hopes of ruining my life/there’s only so much you can do on there. I use my Twitter for a class, and I fail to see the harm in blogging.
The biggest problem I can see with this removal from social networks is that it will (and already has) lowered my accessibility–both to you who are far away from me and to school acquaintances. But I can deal with that if it means I can exchange internet accessibility for real friends, higher self-esteem, and less time wasted. I mean, hell yeah. Plus, anyone who wants to can always email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or my school email address. Any time, no matter who you are. I mean, if you spam the shit out of my email addresses, then I’ll be pissed, but if you’re sending a real email then I see no problems.
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J’ai fait un répertoire! Je lis les articles sur le site de RFI et je copie les mots que je ne réconnais pas. C’est génial. J’ai pris l’idée de ma prof de conversation français. Dans ce cours, nous regardons les films français, comme Inch’Allah Dimanche et Le Fabuleux Déstin d’Amelie Poulain et Ridicule et Madame Bovary et Jean de Florette et Manon des Sources. Nous avons un livre pour le vocabulaire et les questions pour la conversation. Ce cours est vraiment génial. Et…et! J’aime beaucoup ma prof parce qu’elle est vraiment intelligente. Elle est américaine et elle est interprète. Je pense qu’elle lit beaucoup de livres, parce que son vocabulaire est expansif. Hier, elle a utilisé le phrase “a heartbreaking work of staggering genius,” qui est le titre d’un livre par Dave Eggers. J’ai souri.
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My armpit hair is fine and soft and dark brown and clean and downy and shiny and beautiful. I always expected it to be coarse and hard and thick and stiff and curly for some reason, more pube-like, but it is some of the best hair, the most intensely gorgeous hair on my body. It is like the hair on my head, except a tiny bit thicker and a tiny bit darker and a tiny bit more unruly.