Heaven Is Only In My Head

2010-03-04T22:09:00.001-05:00

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2009-07-16T15:50:00.001-04:00

I'm reading the NYtimes, friday nov 20, 1863. It includes coverage of the gettysburg address.

frakin sick

2009-07-06T02:28:00.001-04:00

2009-07-02T23:28:00.001-04:00

start watching this at minute: 2:30. Nels Cline's guitar solo builds from here for another minute or two, and gets so very fantastic, it's almost like the rest of the the band becomes irrelevant. if i could eat it, i would. all day.

making a building into an instrument=shades of John Cage

2009-06-16T11:44:00.001-04:00

2009-05-18T22:35:00.001-04:00

I'm amazed i've lived here for 3 years. It also seems impossible that i won't anymore in 2 weeks.

glad

2009-05-16T23:52:00.002-04:00

I'm totally exhausted today. I realized this evening that this is how i used to feel every day. Since I rearranged my schedule earlier in the semester, I havent' felt this tired. I dont think i could have made it the whole semester and do well. I might have even freaked out. I'm proud of myself for finding the right balance in order to do, and be well.

2009-05-14T22:08:00.001-04:00

I know it's not realistic to really do. But i have an image in my mind of walking away from every material thing i own.

2009-05-06T13:03:00.001-04:00

I have a few secret hiding places here in the library. I require alot of time to myself.

Mos Def

2009-05-04T23:59:00.001-04:00

2009-04-26T14:12:00.001-04:00

Case 'o' the Neko's

2009-04-12T02:48:00.002-04:00

Getting to go to a Neko Case show made me wish i had synesthesia. Just watching and hearing her at the same time somehow wasn't enough. It was so good I wanted to be able to taste it and feel it on my skin too.
I'm prepared to make the statement, that she is my very favorite musician.

Pics from the Archaeology project I'm involved with at Stenton in Germantown, PA

2009-04-08T17:31:00.003-04:00

Rawr

2009-04-05T00:00:00.003-04:00

"you could say it’s my instinct
yes, I still have one
there’s no time to second guess it
yes there are things that I’m still so afraid of
but my courage is roaring like the sound of the sun
cause it’s vain about its mane and will reveal them to no one
and I’m an animal, you’re an animal too
pick up that rock, drink from that lake
I do my best but I’m made of mistakes
yes, there are still things I’m still quite sure of
I love you this hour, this hour today
and heaven will smell like the airport
but I may never get there to prove it
so let’s not waste our time thinking how that ain’t fair
I’m an animal, you’re an animal too
you’re an animal too"

Middle Cyclone

2009-03-27T23:13:00.002-04:00

As with all Neko Case albums, I'm still digesting this album. It's taking me a while, but a pleasant while. Like savoring every bite of a meal from beginning to end with no where to be next.

30-rawk

2009-03-17T12:30:00.001-04:00

Pic from By 30th birthday. Click on image above to see full size slides.

Via Chicago

2009-03-15T23:37:00.007-04:00

Ok so the thing to do here, is click the image (slideshow) above, to see these pics larger. This is a slide show of pics from here in Chicago, Days 1 and 2. They are on Picasa instead of Flickr, cause their upload limits are much much higher and much easier to interface with blogger since it's all google. It' a google world my friends.

*If you're looking for touristy pics, just move on to the next web page. Yes I went to see the bean, but didnt even bother to take pics of it, because, ya know, everyone does. Perhaps it's the contrarian in me that causes me to be this way. But more accurately, I'm just not having a very tourist experience here. But rather one more just form the point of view of someone who lives here, which is precisely how I prefer to do when traveling. Oh, and we have spent alot of time busting around the city on the L too, which shows up alot here.

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2009-03-12T23:52:00.002-04:00

February Snow in the Dark

2009-03-12T23:40:00.007-04:00

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2009-03-10T22:31:00.003-04:00

"It's a crime, it's a crime what people don't know about their history. And we have not only to learn history, but I invite you to that other excitement, the excitement of unlearning history, unlearning the history that you learned."
-Malcom X

2009-03-07T15:04:00.002-05:00

growing up on this, explains alot about my sisters and I

2009-03-04T17:19:00.001-05:00

a new course, a new source

2009-03-02T22:58:00.004-05:00

I've been going through what history will no doubt regard as a dark time in my music loving past. My taste in music somehow made a shift, I want to say, sometime back in November or so. All of a sudden I realized how exhausted I become with alot music I had been listening to. This issue has made me feel uneasy, as though the floor had shifted beneath my feet. Now this is a multi-faceted problem, however the main thing is that nothing I was listening to was loud or raw enough. It was also around this time that I honestly started listening to songs for the music, completely regardless of the lyrics, contrary to what I had ever done in the past. So the tough part here, was that I was unsatisfied with alot of what I already owned, and didn't really know what I wanted to listen to. Nothing was striking me at all. Really, i'd just turn on my ipod and listen to it on shuffle, and just skip, skip, skip...oh the horror!
Then a few different musically inclined friends supplied me with some new stuff I'd never heard of, and there were some things I really liked alot, and could apprecitiate for the music from this new perspective. What one friend in particular gave me, got me through the last few months and I think helped me get though to this new place with regards to my perspective of music.
But over the last few days, I've been thinking I need to research the root of my taste. Much of what grabs me is very blues based, very guitar heavy and musically strong. Where lyrics used to reach out and touch me, it's now the sounds that just grab me and don't let go.
At my sister's house last weekend, I discovered a radio show called "The Many moods of Ben Vaughn", he played alot of blues, old school rock like the kinks, and a raw, fascinating mix of music that I needed to hear more of.
Since then I've been streaming his past shows almost exclusively, and it feels like I'm at some kind of buffet. Some things I've heard before and like, some I don't. But most of it I've never heard before and really like.
I feel like I'm traveling in a new land, and I like it.

confederate provenience

2009-02-28T23:55:00.005-05:00

SO the other night i had a dream that my civil war and reconstruction class had us doing a scavenger hunt for civil war artifacts on the Rutgers University campus, in Camden. My group and I went down the City Hall PATCO station for our search. Now in waking life, there's a crazy creepy gated off, tunnel like hallway down there. For example, it's always leaking and wet in there, even when it's not raining outside...creepy.) SO in the dream we were digging around in that hallway (a place i would really like to hunt around in, though maybe not alone). And we uncover this amazing archeological feature. just behind the tile wall was a huge bank of soldier's locker-like cubby holes. In each of these compartments were those purple Crown Royal bags (this is a dream after all....) all of them containing piles of confederate cash. Just tons of it. My class mates freak out and just start pocketing the cash, as if they had just won the lottery. I however was totally upset for 2 reasons. Why didn't understand that this currency held no value? and More importantly. they were fucking up the archaeological provenience of this feature!!!!! You can't MOVE anything when you first find it less risk losing seriously valuable information!!!! I was just yelling and yelling at them to stop touching everything and to put it back exactly how they found it and no one as listening!
I woke up in a sweat of anger and frustration. Along with a renewed curiosity for the creeptastic hallway in the train station.

'The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne."

2009-02-26T22:07:00.006-05:00

When I was a teenager (sometime after 13, before 18), our parents took us to the Stickley Museum at Crafstmen Farms. I stood in the front living room area in the house, near the stairs, where there was a fireplace. Over that fireplace was a copper awning over the front of it, with a message hammered up form the underside which read "The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne". As I read it, something inside me said, "that is the truth". That quote has always been a point of reference for me, a starting point, a reminder, a source of focus that has resonated inside me. So much so that a decade later it's carved into my back in ink.
When I got a little older, I lived at Arcosanti. There, I was all at once severely isolated from the world and acutely exposed to the different daily reality structure that exists there. I am a very inwardly focused person, sometimes to a fault. Being in this environment forced and allowed me to examine how I was going to go about my life. This was going on in front of the backdrop of this place, where sustainability, craftsmanship, independence and creativity were the underpinnings of it's existence. Isolated from the drone of popular culture, mass media or the rest of the world for that matter, this tiny universe in the middle of the Arizona desert was the unique kiln in which my sense of self and point of view as a young adult was solidified. It was here that I learned the value of perfecting a process, any process. Casting bronze wind bells was what i did alot of, a craft I practiced and tried to perfect. But this concept can be extrapolated or applied to every facet of a life. Brushing teeth, putting on socks, how to organize a wallet, how many steps to the car. Carefully creating and managing all of life's procedures.
Hard work? Tedious? Satisfying? Mindful?
It was at this time that I realized I wanted to be the craftsman of my own life. If I can build a table, I can build a life, carefully considering each corner, every mortis and tenon.
There have been times in my life since then where my proverbial table has been flipped, it's not looked anything like what I've perceived to have wanted. Been rained on and tarnished. I keep building it, coming back to the the idea that I want to be the ever perfecting craftsman.
There are times I stray, mindlessly, unconsciously, away from my own focus, only to return every time. Returning every time with a renewed sense of truth, as clear as the day I read that Chaucer quote.
Now is one of those times.

It has begun

2009-01-26T00:25:00.003-05:00

I'm in the transition phase between break and school. A time when I foolishly think I can go watch a movie at a friend's house on a sunday after working all weekend with no repercussion. Underestimating how long it will take me to read 5 chapters in that book. Then I get home, realize i still haven't showered and need to go to bed. then look at the calender and see the next three days, brightly colored blocks of time all filled, covering most of the waking hours of the day.
2 jobs, 4 classes...There's no extra time, who are you kidding?

things i wanted to hear

2009-01-21T00:19:00.004-05:00

"Our challenges may be new, the instruments with which we meet them may be new, but those values upon which our success depends, honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism--these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths.
What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility--a recognition of the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world. Duties we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that here is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining in our character than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and promise of citizenship."

President Barack Obama.

lets do this

2009-01-18T22:06:00.001-05:00

I want classes to start. I'm ready.

ketchup

2009-01-15T00:57:00.008-05:00

1. i work in technical serviced now at the library.
-it's so much more civilized
2. school starts in 5 days.
- its unreal how fast this one month has gone
3. i've hit such a strange rut with music. for the first time in my life nothing is clicking. i hear things i like but nothing sticks. i've been burnt a new disc full of albums, 80% of which i've never heard of and it seems just the remedy i need. Coming from an unlikely source, i've nothing weighing on the report i give him when i pass my verdict.
4. the Stenton project is oficially a go and starts in February
- i can't wait!
5. many pictures many pictures many pictures:

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01.05.09

2009-01-05T23:39:00.005-05:00

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let go

2009-01-03T00:22:00.003-05:00

here i am, splaying my hand to let go.
there you are, scrambling for a tighter grip.

of course.

the end

2009-01-02T23:53:00.002-05:00

In regards to my Funeral:
I recognize that what I leave behind has little to do with how I am interred or where, but instead what affect I managed to scrape together in all the days leading up to my last one. Therefore I really don't see a point in taking up space with a grave and tombstone. I really would prefer to be cremated. BUT I know how people find it comforting somehow to be able to "visit" their deceased loved ones. And since Funerals are really meant to serve the living, and I won't really be able to have a say, i concede that who ever's around might want a burial/tombstone situation.

So If there MUST be a tombstone, I can only hope it will say:

Sarah Flode Brookover
March 16, 1979- (date tba)
-Well Done-

2008-12-29T11:16:00.000-05:00

weather systems

2008-12-22T23:06:00.000-05:00

/=/=/

2008-12-21T00:41:00.004-05:00

Playing around with just a disposable camera. it took over a month to gather an entire roll's worth. interestingly, there 14 pictures that were not developed by the photo place. not deemed good enough to be put onto the disc as developed. who makes that decision? i want all the pictures i took, no matter how they are supposed to look.

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a list

2008-12-17T16:40:00.002-05:00

1. there's a delicate schedule for the next 72 hours. it musn't be disturbed.
- the last item on the schedule involves drinking 40s
2. i have film that is developed and ready to be picked up.
- i wont pick it up yet. saving it as a treat for when its all over
3. there are more responsibilities that need attention
- i'm really mad that i have to deal with them
4. chris is here, and he is making my environment weird and demanding bizzare things.
-Go back!
5. there were boxes and boxes full of pink iced, sugar topped, sprinkle laden treats at the library today for the taking.
- I ate none of them after noticing every last one of them was store bought.
-I am a baked goods snob.
-I'm ok with that
6. I've been studying Abnormal psychology for the last 24 hours.
-no one is really normal.
-wouldnt the list be smaller if we defined it as "normal psychology"?
7. The history final might kill me
-i will feel smarter than ever before when its over, so it'll be worth it.

Robert Johnson

2008-11-14T00:00:00.001-05:00

smokey

2008-11-09T22:47:00.001-05:00

my aim is true

2008-11-02T01:57:00.001-04:00

sleeping beauty

2008-10-29T00:07:00.003-04:00

When the summer was winding down and i was gearing up for school to start, i removed my tv form my bedroom. needing to "focus for school" was really just a good excuse to try and sleep without the tv. It's a strange habit i started when i moved into Chris' house. there were 4 tvs, and just one of me, so i stuck one in my room. It was decadent but it soon turned into a sleep crutch. I did set the sleep timer so it wasnt on all night, but i was distressed that i wasn't getting real rest by falling sleep to Sex and the City reruns.
Finally, after replacing the tv with various NPR personalities i have successfully been able to all asleep to just music. I am very pleased with myself, and oh my, i am so well rested!
However it has started a new music project. AS i am now totally immersed in jazz thanks to the fancy genius button on itunes, i am listening to mingus, coltrane, davis and more. Only...i don't really know much about these people, heck, i'm hearing things i didnt even know were on my hard drive! i clearly need to consult Mr. Sloan next LuNGS meeting....

Furnace Room Lullabye

2008-10-15T23:02:00.003-04:00

All night, all i hear, all i hear's your heart
How come, how come

I twisted you over and under to take you
The coals went so wild as they swallowed the rest
I twisted you under and under to break you
I just couldn't breathe with your throat on my chest

All night, all i hear, all i hear's your heart
How come, how come

So far under the bed
Into the beams you've gone
I've gone, you've gone

I'm wrapped in the depths of these deeds that have made me
I can't bring a sound from my head though i try
I can't seem to find my way up from the basement
A demon holds my place on earth 'till i die

All night, all i hear, all i hear's your heart
How come, how come

So far under the bed
Into the beams you've gone
I've gone, you've gone

All night, all i hear, all i hear's your heart

books!

2008-10-14T16:46:00.003-04:00

I think this might be my new favorite book. The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver has been my favorite book since 1999 but i think its time to move on over! It's so good that when i got to the last page, i just flipped the pages back and started reading it again.
a good book is so necessary.

self diagnosis-oh no!

2008-10-09T17:50:00.002-04:00

I think it is a terrible, no good, very bad idea to get lost in the reference section of your college library and then spend the better part of an hour self diagnosing yourself in the Psychology section.
Very Very terrible idea.

My 1st Song

2008-10-07T15:51:00.000-04:00

obstacle 1

2008-09-23T22:29:00.000-04:00

2008-09-22T13:12:00.001-04:00

4th week of school
habits and expectations shuffled about
peices fitting together

...the nihilist inside me is waiting for the other shoe to drop

give up

2008-09-18T15:53:00.004-04:00

Only three weeks in to the semester and I already have given up the ghost of ever being well slept. I'm not complaining, as i am loving all my classes and learning a TON, which is very satisfying. But i've come to terms with the idea that a good night's sleep just is not in the cards till one day at Thanksgiving and at some point in December when it all ends. But I'm already looking a the course schedule for the Winter semester!

history repeating

2008-09-16T23:16:00.003-04:00

Today there was a collision. That is to say, that a concept that's been brewing in my mind was struck by the appearance someone form my past. The wreckage that is reality in my mind is a little upsetting.
I've been noticing a pattern over the last few weeks of false starts or lack of forward motion in terms of the men in my life. So much so that it made me think perhaps my radar was off about their intentions? but after some reflection, i don't think it's my radar that's off, its the men who i have allowed to be around or somehow attracted. I've not been too sure what the impediment is here, but I've been feeling pretty over this whole situation.

Then, an old boyfriend came in to work tonight. This guy....let's just say he is the epitome of this concept I'm frustrated by. He was the one who pushed and pulled every moment he came around. His actions said one thing, his mouth another. He treated me like a girlfriend but couldn't handle making any kind of commitment beyond that weekend. Ran away at the first sign of his real feelings being aired. Nothing serious allowed.

So there i am, thinking i've got my shit together, matured, gotten better at knowing what i want, good at seeing red flags, content with being (possibly too) picky about men, that there's something wrong with all of THEM...and in he walks. Like a human highlighter, sent to make obvious the reality that I am the common variable. I am the one causing my own history to repeat itself by the choices I'M making.

booooooooooooooooooooooo

how to fight lonliness

2008-09-12T23:02:00.005-04:00

How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine you teeth til meaningless
Sharpen them with lies

And whatevers going down
Will follow you around
Thats how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
Thats how you fight it

Just smile all the time

I Wish I Was the Moon Tonight

2008-09-11T00:56:00.004-04:00

Chimney falls and lovers blaze
Thought that I was young
Now I've freezing hands and bloodless veins
As numb as I've become

I'm so tired
I wish I was the moon tonight

Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name
'Cause I had sold my soul but awoke just the same
I'm so lonely
I wish I was the moon tonight

God blessed me, I'm a free man
With no place free to go
I'm paralyzed and collared-tight
No pills for what I fear

This is crazy
I wish I was the moon tonight

Chimney falls and lovers blaze
Thought that I was young
Now I've freezing hands & bloodless veins
As numb as I've become

I'm so tired,
I wish I was the moon tonight

How will you know if you found me at least
'Cause I'll be the one, be the one, be the one
With my heart in my lap
I'm so tired, I'm so tired
I wish I was the moon tonight

underwater

2008-09-07T17:42:00.004-04:00

today was a gift for surviving yesterday's gloom. This weekend feels like its moving so remarkably slow, as if underwater. I'm not convinced that's such a bad thing, while my new habits shake down into place. A recipe consisting of old patterns folded in with new places to go,and regular sights along the way. Everything feels in it's right place.

panoply

2008-09-04T23:40:00.002-04:00

I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind again the other day. This time i didnt want it to end cause i wanted to keep listening to the music. The sound quality fot he piano in most of the songs are so haunting i love it. As it turns out i had a copy of the soundtrack in my itunes! now its all i want to listen to, like my own little life's soundtrack.

new school?! i only know old school

2008-09-01T22:57:00.003-04:00

So i'm pretty nervous about my first day of classes tomorrow. I know that the first day tends to be bullshit and you get out early anyway. And yes, of course i already bought and read through my text books, been to campus and printed a map to make sure i know where the buildings where my classes are. I packed 2 pens, 2 pencils and a bottle of water along with my books, already packed up in my new school bag waiting by the front door as i write this the night before.
I guess i am just more concerned with the transition. I have had a super relaxing summer, and haven't thought about school more than i've had to so much as being prepared. So the fact that i have a new schedule with no free time on the horizon until thanksgiving feels shocking. The day after labor day just seems so arbitrary.
I just dont want to be so calm that i don't get my work done.....
it's not a logical fear, i always do really well, i just prefer the devil i know.

the saddest scene in the cemetery

2008-08-31T22:17:00.003-04:00

i only wanted more than i knew

2008-08-28T00:47:00.004-04:00

listening to your grandfather telling a story in person, that you've heard a thousand times, and its still your favorite. Thats what it was like watching Liz Phair perform her 15 year old album 'Exile in Guyville" at the TLA tonight. It was very satisfying to hear it like that, and to know what song comes next was an interesting way of seeing a live show. She wasn't very good, or on beat sometimes, but there was something disarming about that that allowed me to forgive that. So it wasn't really a rock show so much as it was more like an evening with an old friend. It was great
Oh and the first ever liz phair song i ever heard was the one in the video up there. I was living at arcosanti and sophie made me a mixtape for my 20th birthday called "welcome to your 20's baby". It was a great mix that i'm depressed i dont habe anymore. But i distinctly remember hearing this song and somehow getting my hands on the whole album...i've been listening to it ever since for the last 9 years...thanks sophie!

wordplay

2008-07-31T00:39:00.001-04:00

so when you go out to a movie, one says they are going to SEE a movie. However if you are to play one at home, one says they are going to WATCH a movie. sounds akward to reverse them, but why the difference?

Ira Glass + Letterman = hilarious

2008-07-25T10:27:00.001-04:00

a bruise on a peach

2008-07-21T22:38:00.004-04:00

"I knew it was only shadow and the angle of the sun, but still it's frightening when things you love appear suddenly changed from what you have always known."
...
"The glide of belly on branch. The mouth thrown open wide, sky blue. I am all that is here. The eyes in the trees never blink. You plead with me your daughter sister sister for release, but i am no little beast and have no reason to judge. No teeth and no reason, If you feel a gnawing at your bones, that is only yourself, hungry."

Barbara Kingsolver
-The Poisonwood Bible

an open letter to the general publc

2008-07-19T23:36:00.004-04:00

dear general public,

We've had cell phones for what, almost a decade? I am writing to let you know i am disapointed at the lack of ettiquite you all have to this day, in regards to cell phone use. Do you really htink you're that important that you must pick up every incoming call? Because you all seem to do this, in busses, in elevators, in line for coffee. This forced the rest of us to have to listen to you yell at your husband, confirm a cake order or gossip about the trashy one night stand you had last night.
So please, please jsut wait 45 more seconds until the elevator gets to your floor and call the person back if you must. Or just learn to text!

Love
Sarah

P.S. Just because you are speaking in another language, its still terribly annoying and i can read your facial expressions.

historic archeology, in the making

2008-07-17T23:49:00.003-04:00

This evening i found myself aprehinsively swimming around in my old notebooks/journals from my late teens/early 20's. An otherwise dangerous proposition as these things usually hold emotional landmines, this time i made a discovery connecting my past self to my modern day self:
I may very well be meant to be an archeologist. At 19 i was in the Arizona desert, teaching myself various metal working techniques as a byproduct of working in the bronze foundry at arcosanti . I came across an experiment i had put together in order to learn more about the patina process that occurs when you expose copper to amonia. I recorded the time, named all the variables, recorded all observations and even a conclusion. All of this i would find out 9 years later in college, is called the scientific process.
I saved all kinds of artifacts form this time in my life. The funny thing is that looking back and remembering when i saved these items, i actually recall saving them as proof of this time or as a way to physically hold onto a time in my life. It really works too. Looking at a handwritten sign from the foundry that says "bad flask-do not use" puts me right back in the pattern room of that foundry on the mesa. Or a peice of envelope a friend had mailed me. I saved it becuase i noticed when she taped it shut, a piece of her hair got caught in the tape and it made me feel like she was right there.
I was saving things as though i were preserving artifacts from my life for the future. Now, bear in mind, up until the last few years, i had been under the impression that i would die sometime in my late 20's. the focus wasn't death as much as it was just knowing that my life was going to be short. With this in mind i started saving things and putting them into books along with my thoughts, ALOT of song lyrics and drawings (some of which became tattoos). All of this was just documenting my life, for the people after i was gone. Even then i was clever enough to know that my life is so vastly unimportant to anyone other than my family and those i'm close to. I also knew how thrilling it was for me to hold something that belonged to a relative of mine i never met. To touch the samivar my great grandmother brought from Russia when she Immigrated here, connects me to her directly, in a tangible way.

this kind of fascination seems to be the same thing i see in the archeology lab. combining the scientific process to artifacts left behind, we can peice together entire lives of everyday people. I guess i was jsut makign it easier for the SArah 250 years from now...you're welcome.

forever, forever evah...forever evah?

2008-07-16T00:54:00.001-04:00

Island in the sun...sorry weezer, that's a close as you'll ever get to this list

2008-07-14T00:50:00.005-04:00

if i had to be stranded on a desert island with only 5 albums to ever hear again, this is what i would want:

The Specials - The Specials
Homogenic - Bjork
The Black Album - Jay-Z
Fox Cofessor Brings the Flood***
The 4 Seasons - Vivaldi

***Originally this slot was taken by Bruce Springsteen's The Rising, which felt wrong the next morning.

Don't get his confused with my top 5 albums of all time, though there is some overlap it's a different list. this list covers all my genre and mood needs only given the aforementioned stranded situation.

I'd really hate to have the same name as you!

2008-07-13T18:54:00.001-04:00

dear prudence...won't you come out to play

2008-07-11T20:40:00.005-04:00

I've had a day of many spills accidents and dropping things. It is with this in mind that i decided to stay close to home tonight. Instead of my usual Friday night out at the bar i'm gonna hang with local peeps instead. Its probably the prudent thing to do as i've got a (fun but still) busy day tomorrow. Though i've not been inclined to include prudence in my life recently, i'm seeing the value in the concept in order to preserve the longevity of the fun to be had. Especially looking forward into a long week ahead.

just going and going with no signs of slowing

oh and this song shows no progress in leaving my head:

write your own music

2008-06-23T17:53:00.009-04:00

This post is not about music. This post is about awful people.
I have noticed a trend of people who bitch, and talk straight up shit about others. I don't know if where i work just means i can overhear people more often than regular people, but it's been out of control lately!
Over the weekend, i walked out onto the patio to take out the trash and there were two girls. They had seemed nice enough when they ordered, but there they were, talking about a "friend" who has a drinking problem, not with concern or empathy, but instead just tearing her apart. Judging her left and right, filling eachother in on trashy and no doubt embarrasing moments from a recent party...T-A-C-K-Y!

Then there is this other woman, who i'm inclined to like as she does tip fairly well, and regularly. However she also regularly sits up in the coffee shop bitching about everyone in town. the woman who runs the farmers market, people at the treehouse, library, wawa and restuarant employees all over town. Now i find this particularly risky, as this is a SMALL town. She is essensially sitting in the middle of town gossiping and complaining , while the place is full of other customers....she doesn't know who those other people are, if it's their son, or wife or THEM that she is trashing. I think she should just get a little soap box and a bull horn and setup her little bitch-shop in the intersection of collings and haddon aves. that way at least it's a fair game. From that vantage point i bet i could wail a tomato right at her face and hit spot on... oh that would be satisfying.

poe

2008-06-08T18:40:00.002-04:00

I was listening to my itunes on random the other day, and this old album Hello by Poe came on, and it just took me back. I remember listening to this album over and over again when i first moved to Arizona. A girl named Terri Grinlinton let me borrow this cd, and i dont think i ever gave it back. For those of you familiar, she is the same woman who made the sculpture in my upstairs hall made of stitched together coyote bones and photos.
I really should be listening to Death Cab for Cutie as i am going to see them thursday (YAY!!!) but i'll get around to that later this week. Right now, i am happy to be traveling down memory lane...

Hold on, Hold on

2008-05-31T09:33:00.003-04:00

This is my favorite Neko Case songs. If i could eat this whole album i would. I keep coming back to this album time an time again, and it's not even been out more than 2 years! It's amazing to me how a person's creative output can be so relevant to another person in so many different ways.

Spoon

2008-05-13T19:33:00.002-04:00

These two songs were featured in the movie Stranger Than Fiction which i watched again recently. I have had an on again off again affair with spoon. IN that i am passionately into them, and then my love grows cold. However after watching the movie i was motivated to dig around my itunes to see if i had them. Low and behold i ahd teh whole album they both originally appeared on! i'm just glad that classes are over now so i have time for these things again!
Vittorio E.

Small Stakes

Toxic, and contagious

2008-04-27T00:46:00.004-04:00

So it's no surprise that when you go to a concert, theres usually a coner thrown in there somewhere, and at indie rock concerts there seems to be a pattern of the obligatory "ironic" pop song cover done by said indie rock band. However i have noticed a trend with the same Britney Spears song being covered. This crosses genres here, and it's fascinating to me. Why this song out of all the songs out there is this one recognizable enough that when played on a violin and mandolin, piano or rapped, everyone recognizes it? I suppose thats how much pop culture infiltrates us without us even knowing it. But why does everyone want to cover this specific song? Does this song actually have redeeming qualities that we just couldn't ever see before because Britney sang it?

Nickel Creek:

Stevie Ann:

Yael Naim:

Mark Ronson Feat Daniel Meriweather:

Keen on Boys - The Radio Dept.

2008-04-17T15:52:00.003-04:00

Forget song of the week, thats alot of pressure to pick just one! With the weather warming up and my semester quickly drawing to an end, things are moving so much faster now. Summer always seems to move so fast. So i'll be posting songs when i'm really feeling them. Almost like an ongoing mixtape blog! i'll still interject with ramblings or other such nonsense i feel others should have to hear about.

So this song is from the Marie Antoinette soundtrack, which i find i revisit whenever i have alot of homework or studying to do as it's not too mellow, sounds delicious and i can generally ignore it if i choose to. This song in particular keeps getting played on repeat lately. Enjoy!

Song(s) of the week - Hollow Man / Man Sized Wreath

2008-04-12T14:40:00.003-04:00

Yeah right, like R.E.M.'s new album wouldn't make it directly to my next song of the week! I can't decide between these two for my current favorites off the album Accelerate. So i won't pick one, enjoy them both!

Oh and did i mention i'll be going to the show in June with the biggest R.E.M. fan on the planet, marcus (and pookie)? i know, i know, you're jealous.

Sidenote, i don't care how old, pretentious or gay Michael Stipe is, I still firmly believe that if we met, i'd be one of the "three women for every 7 men" he's attracted to, we'd fall in love, get married and live happily ever after.

Elvis

2008-03-26T22:47:00.003-04:00

I have been on such an Elvis Costello kick lately. Partly due to my co-worker Drew and I both having a love of him, so we play it on repeat at work alot (sorry customers, but it's good for you anyway so suck it up or put on headphones). It seems like so many of his songs are just timeless, the way alot of U2 songs are, they remain relevant years after the first time you heard them. SO much so that it's almost shocking to see the videos for some of these songs, which so clearly date them. Here's a few selections on heavy rotation:

Also, dually noted that Elvis Costello is just one of those men that looks better the older he gets...same goes for Bruce Springsteen.

2008-03-18T22:15:00.002-04:00

For the last 6 years i have been carrying around this burden of anxiety. learning to understand it, manage it and live with it. However in that process it also controlled many aspects of my life including many boundaries on what i thought i could and could not do. Everything I ever decided to do was based on whether i would feel safe enough. And even then I had alot of exit strategies in case i became overwhelmed.
Over the last few months i've found myself testing the waters more and more. Realizing quite to my surprise, that i really can participate in so many things i once resigned myself to never do again.

Since i've realized these bounderies of mine were alot broader than i thought, I began to worry (of course) that something was wrong, or at least sometihng had changed and i didn't understand what was going on, it made me uncomfortable to be so comfortable. SO i went to see my 'lady in the chair' and found myself posing an almost ridiculous question to her:
"Is it okay that i'm having this much fun?"
I was actually having anxiety about NOT having anxiety...for crying out loud!

The answer, was of course, yes. That what i'm asking permission for is freedom, and that it is not selfish to want it. That i should absolutely go out and have it, own it, and have a great time.

There's no real such thing as a cure for waht goes on this head of mine, but there is an entire world of possibility i thought i had once lost forever, and for once i am simply whelmed.

29!

2008-03-15T15:29:00.005-04:00

Extreme Birthday Weekend is already in full swing! it began Thursday night when Heath, Frank I and attended the Balkan Dance Party at the Tri-tone on South. The West Philadelphia Orchestra is the band and let me say, they are just off the chain (click that link and listen to the first song...) Amazing music and fantastic dancing good times! Last night we had family dinner, had all the things i liek to eat and delicious cupcakes (thanks sophie!!!). they are possibly the tastiest cupcakes EVER. Plus i had Jenn, Heath and Frank come to dinner too, which was fun and awsome to have them meet my parents. Jenn Gave me a lovely apron i had been coveting and new pot holders, and the BEST part was an old metal recipe card holder. With recipes from her own stash, on beautiful cards and handwritten...so thoughtful! i felt so loved!

There are 2 simple rules for the weekend days themselves, today and the birthday tomorrow.
1. Don't do anything you are supposed to do
2. Only do things you want to do.
This applies to absolutely everything...cake for breakfast? YES. Naps? movies? Yes and Yes.
Cleaning the house....hell no!

2008-03-10T23:59:00.001-04:00

there's a change on the wind. So many things i had considered set, i've now toseed into the air...where will they all land? its very exciting.

Song of the Week - A-Punk

2008-02-26T17:18:00.001-05:00

When i found myself reading an actual article, about how much hype these guys have had lately, i felt meta. Then I heard the album without even knowing it at someone's house last weekend over dinner. When i asked who it was, and they responded with "Vampire Weekend" that was it. I had been avoiding it in a way, not wanting to jump on the bandwagon and all but it's pretty damn good. Few of the songs are really about anything in Particular, however the music is very interesting. There are actually other songs i like more off the album but they aren't on youtube yet, so enjoy this and do some of your own research on them if you like em enough

my oh my

2008-02-21T00:15:00.003-05:00

I am exhausted. Even having calmed down and stopped saying yes to everyone, i'm still tired and have no free time. I feel bad somewhat neglecting my friends and family, i feel like i'm not around at all. I was just in the shower and i realized i will be busy all day, every day through saturday night. It might be through sunday too, i just dont know my schedule at work for next week yet...

However Its not forever, we're already a month into the semester which is awsome.
I can't wait for spring break! i get why people are so crazy about spring break now!

reunion

2008-02-17T00:52:00.004-05:00

I was out last night at Bob and Barbara's, where i unbelievably ran into a handful of guys i used to live and work with out at Arcosanti from 1997-99. All but two of them don't even live in this state, and one of them in japan. They had sort of stayed in touch over the years and managed to put together a make shift reunion weekend in Philly, that i happened to accidentally run into. So we spent about 5 drunk minutes staring at each other trying to imagine how it was possible we were all standing in this dive bar in south philly together 10 years later, when we made the plan to go out for dinner tonight.
So that's where i was this evening. At Marakesh in philly. (for the record, morrocan food takes 7 courses and three hours to eat!) It was all at once exciting, bizarre, comforting and surreal. We spent the better part of 4 hours and reminicing about such tings as human bowling, the beach we made in the desert or all the scary bugs and snakes we ran into. And we caught each other up on misc other arco people we had been in touch with.
It felt like the opposite of every other convorsation i've ever had with anyone since i left there. Instead of trying to explain the experience and never feeling like i have conveyed it well, instead, this was the base from which we all came from, and there was too much to tell of our lives that have happened since then.
It was strangely comforting to sit around and look at all those people that i used to

live and work with, and frankly kill time with.
highlights of stories recalled this evening:
1: hey, remember the time Mangan and I stole the life sized r2d2 ice bucket from the circle K and then filled it with mead? yeah, i can't believe we drank that crap for weeks...
2. hey, remember the time we pulled over off the interstate in norhtern arizona and those creepy guys tried to sell us a tour to see the dinasaur footprints?
3. hey, remember the time we built that hot tub but never realized it needed a filter? yeah, that was gross...
4. you know i always though Cosanti would be such a great place to shoot a porn. Yeah, and Hannes could come out of the foundry in a gimp costume...

Some people have college reunions but i garuntee they're never as good as this.

I said good day sir!

2008-02-09T20:29:00.000-05:00

i have been finding myself out alot more at night these days. In the city spending time with some new friends who are a whole hell of alot of fun. Last night i found myself at the new usual haunt, Bob and Barbara's in South Philly. It was at about 2am that i was standing by the bar getting ready to leave when this guy i had spoken to briefly an hour previous came up and started flirting with me. the kind of all up in my business kind of flirting. Which i knew from the outset would be fruitless as i am not the girl that goes home with you if we've just met. His hand is on my back and before i know it the man was practically groping my ass.
I am of course always a lady, so i politely moved his hand away form my ass and told him to fuck off, in the nicest way possible of course. (and by nicest way possible i mean he's lucky i didn't kick him in the balls)
What the hell are men thinking? Why do some men feel the need to objectify a woman and think that's going to get him anywhere? This is 2008 afterall...blech!!!

Song of the Week February 8, 2008 -The Negotiation Limerick File

2008-02-08T11:23:00.001-05:00

I've always loved the beastie boys but somehow this song never made it cross my radar. A friend borrowed my car the other day and left his cd in the player right on this song. I might not ever give that cd back i love this song so much!

unkosher

2008-02-02T18:06:00.000-05:00

Dear mom and dad,
We're not Catholic but i have a confession to make. I have a sub-new years resolution this year of expanding my food palette to include the unkosher foods we never ate growing up.
This week alone i have (for the first time) had shrimp, crab and this morning.....bacon!

I'm sorry, i love it

love
sarah

Song of the Week January 22 - Just Fine

2008-01-22T23:55:00.001-05:00

I love me some Mary J. Blige. Everyone looking at Britney, look away and looky here at miss Mary and let her school you on what's up. Hers are the kinda lyrics i approve of for young girls to listen to.

"Now I like what i see when i'm looking at me when i'm walking past the mirror. See i don't worry about you and what you gonna do, i'm a lady so i must stay classy."

...hello i love her!

I got this song specifically so i could add it to the grooveground mix. I had been avoiding making a mix for grooveground as i kinda don't want to be in charge of it forever. However, its gotten bad over there and lets just face it people, no one does it like me.

big event of the day

2008-01-21T12:01:00.000-05:00

I am going to go to the food store. It's the most exciting thing i've done in days, just don't tell my grandmother i've gone outside today.

The Hardest Button to Button

2008-01-18T21:44:00.000-05:00

I've been sick for what feels like years now; actual time more like three days. What I've learned form this past winter's unprecedented 2 spells of illness is that i CANNOT stand having nothing to do. I am getting better at it for the sake of my health, but let me tell you it is fucking difficult. Now i also recognize the fact that it is only compounded by the fact that this is the last week of winter break, which feels weird as it is, having not had a "break' in 10 years, adding to the bizarre sense of having nothing to do. I mean, school is my job, and not going to school has just felt like an entire month of playing hookey, even when i was at the bakery till 11:30 at night icing cookies, still didn't feel so much like work cause it wasn't school.
So I get pretty rammy when i've nothing to do. It makes me want to listen to the White Stripes pounding drumming and guitar riffing. Perfect example is "The Hardest Button to Button". there's one perfect lyric: 'I had opinions that didn't matter/I had a brain that felt like pancake batter'. Yeah that nonsense describes exactly what i felt.

And when i'm sick it's not like i can do anything fun or productive like say, read a book or do crossword puzzles. Nope, that just gave me a raging headache. And having that feverish body ache makes doing dishes or sweeping the house feel like running a marathon.

So now that i've watched every goddamn movie in my house (and sophie's house god bless her) i am done. I am officially not sick anymore for if i were to continue being sick, i would start completely losing my mind. I need things to look forward to in my day like balanceing my checkbook, or doing laundry. (i never said they were fun things, i'm not asking for alot).
So for the record i'm not sick anymore, I was sick, but i'm getting better now. Climbing back up that hill.

Song of the Week January 13 - Forever For Her (Is Over For Me)

2008-01-18T21:42:00.001-05:00

I never really noticed this song until Pookie recently played it on her ipod in my car while she was home this winter break. She kinda sung out the lyrics, making me notice the song like it was a new song and i havn't quite been able to get it outta my head since.
"Forever, it's just a word that she said that means never" oh Jack!

2008-01-16T20:13:00.000-05:00

this time i didnt wait. This time i went directly to the doctor. Knowing what sick feels like, and that i don't shake it off when i wait, i just feel worse and the whole thing lasts longer. This time i went into the doctor as soon as i felt crappy this morning. When i got there, fever, 103. I knew i felt hot, but i mean really, thats absurd! they were worried and made me take motrin and sit for a while before leaving. Turns out i have pnemonia. I went from having a small cold, that i thought i was mostly over to WHAM, pnemonia. What the hell?
I am supremely bummed that this is how i am spending my last week of winter break. boo!

2008-01-10T21:08:00.000-05:00

Oh i am so sick and tired or being sick and tired. What really stinks is that i have been feeling super motivated to go to yoga class, go for a walk etc... i just crave physical activity right now, but i know going out in the cold likethat to run when i should be laying down getting better would be a BAD idea. That just feels like such a bitch slap...

Song of the Week January 6 - Oh My God

2008-01-06T22:50:00.001-05:00

I have been hearing this song on xpn randomly without knowing it was Mark Ronson. I just thought it was some random Lily Allen song. However since I got the album this song is on, Version, i can't seem to stop listening to this track...one os those songs that's perpetually in my head! i love me some lily allen!

resolve

2008-01-01T21:57:00.000-05:00

My dearest Leana and I have had the same new years resolution for the last 3 years, it took us that long to get it right. That we were not going to do things we didn't want to. Not things like work or other obvious responsibilities. Just learning to say no thank you to invites to parties we feel unessearily obligated to go to, and not feeling guilty about it afterwords. Or saying no to going out with a girlfriend when we really want to stay home and watch tv. etc... it's harder than you think, you try and do it sometime, just you watch, it will take you three years to do it too!

So now that we've mastered that, this year we have a new one that Leana deemed official today:

New Years Resolution 2008:
Don't try to predict the future.
Don't try to predict the future for the following reasons:
1- you can't (thank you Chris Cummings for pointing out the bleeding obvious...men!)
2- predictions are mostly made up of assumptions, fears and wishes, not reality.
3- reacting in real time to future predictions causes one to avoid potentially awsome situations, or worse, allow us permission to behave badly based on a cynical outlook of said future.

example: He doesn't know what he wants to do with his life. This means he's not good relationship material, therefore if i get involved with him it will never work and it will end badly. So no, i won't even return his phone call.

See? that might have been my husband on the phone!

The Great Clothing Project

2007-12-30T00:39:00.000-05:00

So this is almost all the clothes that i own. All save for underwear, socks, work out clothes sweatshirts/lounge clothing or pajamas. Also, there are two more loads of laundry currently in the washing machine/dryer cycle. I took everything out of the closets, drawers and storage. I will next sort through to make 3 piles:
1. trash - clothes unsuitable, even for the needy (so why am i wearing them?!)
2. Donations - So many clothes to donate, mostly clothes that are too big for me, that i should get rid fo so i don't have them as a backup
3. Keeps

Then i can go through all the keeps and see what i'm missing.

Then and ONLY then will i start shopping. Im on a student budget so it will take some time to search sales and find good deals but at least i will be armed with a basics list.

This is all inspiring me to do the same in the kitchen, then i can move on to the same project, thoguh it will surely be more abstract, going through all the misc. boxes of storage under beds and in closets. Oh it will feel so good, i love a good Purge!!!

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2007-12-23T23:17:00.001-05:00

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Originally uploaded by thesarahgirl

i confess. I like christmas. Really, i just want to participate in the baking part....between mine, and the extra hours at the bakery this year, i've turned into some kind of christmas elf! Krista has given me the title of "The Jew WHo Saved Christmas". Hooray!

Song of the Week December 18 - Divorce Song

2007-12-18T16:29:00.001-05:00

WARNING: worst, video, ever. it's kind of a non-video even and thats not even Liz Phair. However the live versions of this song available on youtube didnt do it justice, so i guess, just close your eyes or look away cause its a great song without the video lameness.
In fact, the more videos i saw for songs from this album, Exile in Guyville, the more i realized that the songs need to just be on thier own. They are in perfect order on the album, and need nothing else to support them. This is actaully one of my 5 desert island discs...as in if i got stranded on a desert island could only have 5 albums with me, this would be one of them. I remember the first time i fell in love with this song. I was living at Arcosanti and i was in the woodshop where my friend Raymi and i each had studios. Sophie had sent me a mix tape for my 20th birthday called "welcome to you're 20's baby!". (that would make it 1999) It was a great mix, and this song was one of the songs on side A. (cassettes with sides, how retro of us!) It quickly became the rewind and listen to again song on the tape. That and the Lauryn Hill song i had previousely refused to even try out. Sophie was right, and I fell in love with Lauryn Hill form that mix tape too.
Requirements for Desert Island Discs:
1. Have to love every song on the album, not one song i would skip over.
2. Can be played any time, any day, ever, and it's appropriate and you're psyched to hear it.

Here's the list in no particular order:

Exile in Guyville : Liz Phair
Achtung Babyhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif : U2
Harvest : Neil Young
Fox Confessor Brings the Flood - Neko Case
Post - Bjork

I know it's shocking to have an album so realtively new as Fox Cofessor... it's bold, but its so right. That album resonates in my bones or something, if it were a food, i would eat it every day, i know pook understands my love for this album, it runs true and deep. However because of it's newness, i feel compelled to at least mention that Arcade Fire's Neon Bible is in real contention for a spot up there. But as that album only came out within the last 12 months, i feel it has not been around long enough for consideration on anyone's desert island disc list yet. Hasnt had the oppotunity to hold it's own and withstand the test of time yet.

Song of the Week December 11, 2007 - Those Dancing Days

2007-12-11T17:50:00.001-05:00

Oh what ever would we do without our Marcus? Some of the best music I've been exposed to lately has been from Marcus (my brother in law). Since he married my sister thier combined cd collection is something to behold. An enviable library of all things indie, pop, rock, every permutation of, and of course the complete collections of Belle and Sebastian, and R.E.M. Every time I scan the wall of cds i find artists and albums i never knew existed, like a kid in a candy shop, they should really start charging...JUST KIDDING if you're reading this marcus :)
So anyway Marcus' holiday mix this year is a mix of his favorites from the BBC 6music website, which he streams at work all day long. Since i've been holed up in my office/the library working on these research papers, i've been listening to alot of it myself, and mining up many new gems form across the pond, its been great! Anyway, his holiday mix is on heavy rotation in the car, and this week's song of the week was actually a tossup between two songs form that mix. But I finally decided on Those Dancing Days, by the same named artist as it seems to be getting me going, even against my will at times and especially in the morning on the way to school.
So this one is a shout out to Marcus, without whom my musical world would be much smaller

over and out

2007-12-09T23:27:00.000-05:00

no not really over yet. Though I have alot of work ahead of me for my other 4 classes, i finally finished by English research paper. It really wasn't that long of a paper, but i had irrationally blown it out of proportion in my head. What it really comes down to is how little i like or respect my teacher. this truly made me resent that i had to jump through this particular hoop. I feel like she is such a crap teacher and doesn't try, so why should i have to? Of course I made matters worse by selecting the topic that was more specific, making it harder to find the absurd number or resources required (5 books, 3 articles and 2 newspapers=2-3 cites per page) necessary. It was alot of work in terms of time, but i managed to finish it this weekend which was my goal. There was pretty much no way in hell i was going to be able to finish it in time once the week started up without some kind of harry potter-esk time slowing potion. (and i'm only on the 4th book, i'm so behind im sure that spell wouldn't have worked anyway!)
So the week's not even begun and i'm done the scariest bit! now i'm going to get a solid 8 hours of sleep, because i'm not sure when that might happen again...
Oh and by the way, as for the picture above, my hair looks that good when i sleep, my arms are skinny like that too.

Song of the Week December 5 - All Night

2007-12-05T22:09:00.001-05:00

I came across this song a week or so ago while compiling my annual "family hannukah mixtape trade". I cannot at this time reveal the theme as it has not yet been traded around the fam yet. But without spoilers, it somehow manages to have the this Damien Marley song AND Louden Wainright III in the same mix...HAH, beat that!. Anyway, i've just been diggin this song and all forms of jamrock while i'm doing my mountains of schoolwork. It even inspired me to make another mix of songs i felt like listening in addition and imidiately following listening to this here song.
Here's that track listing:

All Night - Damian Marley
Flathead - The Fratellis
Tears Dry on Their Own - Amy Winehouse
9-5 - Lady Sovereign
Let me Talk to You/Prelude - Justin Timberlake
The Last Time - Gnarles Barkley
This Time - DJ Shadow
How Do I Let a Good Man Down - Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings
Behold A Lady - Outkast
The Corner - Common
Smoke Detector - Rilo Kiley
Heaven - John Legend
Young Folks - Peter Bjorn and John
Baby Boy - Beyonce feat. Sean Paul
Lost Ones - Lauryn Hill

cheese grater like sensation

2007-11-27T22:37:00.000-05:00

ok, so i've read alot about his guy Devendra Barnhart. He is catagorized into the genre of psychadelic folk, which itself leads me to suspect how much i may or may not like him. But i thought, since i hadn't heard him actually sing, i would give him a try. So i did some research and found some clips of him playing in various locations, with various bands as well as solo, i even watchen en entire interview with him and managed to set aside pre-judgement about him after listening to him talk about how much acid he takes... I really tried to give this guy a fair shot here.
However, upon hearing him sing, i believe i would prefer to run a cheese grater over my open eyes then listen to this man sing...ever.
i actually heard him played on xpn this evening and by sheer impulse i threw a clementine at the stereo without even thinking about it.

Song of the Week November 26 - Resurrection Fern

2007-11-26T21:01:00.001-05:00

I love this new album by Iron and Wine called The Shepherd's Dog. Its begun creeping in on me like moss. Unexpected and unshakable. Also check out Wolves (Song of the Shepherd's Dog), and Lovesong of the Buzzard off the same album. Finally, more orchestration behind this guy!

song of the week November 17: Dear Darkness

2007-11-18T22:10:00.001-05:00

I always have one song that strikes a chord with me at the moment and can't seem to want to stop listening to over and over. So starting this week i will post the song of the week.
This week is Dear Darkness by PJ Harvey. I just picked up her new album - White Chalk. And though i am undecided about how much i love this album yet (its too soon to say), i do love love this song. And i do love love PJ.

"now its your time to look after us- cause we kept you clothed, we kept you in business when everyone else was having good luck"

giddyup!

2007-11-01T21:20:00.000-04:00

i have a halloween party this weekend, and i was considering my costume options. Now i'm not usually a costume person because my thinking is this: if i can't have an amazing fantastic incredible witty and cute costume, then i can't be bothered, but since i am generally unwilling to spend the kind of money or time that kind of thing requires, i usually opt out. However, worse is the idea of going to a haloween party and NOT be in costume, i would be lame. So first i was going to be a sexy librarian, but then i thought, why does it always have to be sexy? why are there so many hoarish kittens, maids and nurses on halloween? that's cheesy, so i thought i'd be a dead librarian. But since my mom AND my sister are librarians, it seems like bad luck or something to dress up as a dead one. So, leaning toward a halloween classic, the cowgirl. I certainly have the boots, hat jeans, and the GENES...ha! and int he spirit of halloween i will be a dead cowboy, now to get a gun...

I saved Latin. What did you ever do?

2007-10-31T00:25:00.000-04:00

i feel like this guy. Including and especially the part imidiately following this image where he walks out the elevator and smooshed that piece of gum onto with wall with disdain. Only i wish my english teacher was in that room full of bees. I swear she comes up with one horrible torture "assignment" after another with these stinking assignments. She should be awarded the pin for 'most disagreeable', because every time i think "well that crap is over with" she finds another horrible assignment even worse than the last. Booo...hiss!