The Archaeology of Bliss

2008-12-30T11:00:00.000-05:00

...And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression … dance, dance 110
Like a dancing bear,
Cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape.
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance—

Well! and what if she should die some afternoon,
Afternoon grey and smoky, evening yellow and rose; 115
Should die and leave me sitting pen in hand
With the smoke coming down above the housetops;
Doubtful, for a while
Not knowing what to feel or if I understand
Or whether wise or foolish, tardy or too soon… 120
Would she not have the advantage, after all?
This music is successful with a “dying fall”
Now that we talk of dying—
And should I have the right to smile?
http://www.bartleby.com/198/2.html

2008-12-30T10:50:00.003-05:00

"....You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends,
And how, how rare and strange it is, to find
In a life composed so much, so much of odds and ends,
[For indeed I do not love it … you knew? you are not blind!
How keen you are!]
To find a friend who has these qualities,
Who has, and gives
Those qualities upon which friendship lives.
How much it means that I say this to you—
Without these friendships—life, what cauchemar!”

Among the windings of the violins
And the ariettes
Of cracked cornets
Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins
Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own,
Capricious monotone
That is at least one definite “false note.”
—Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance,
Admire the monuments,
Discuss the late events,
Correct our watches by the public clocks.
Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.

II

Now that lilacs are in bloom
She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
And twists one in his fingers while she talks.
“Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you who hold it in your hands”;
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks)
“You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.”
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
“Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.”

The voice returns like the insistent out-of-tune
Of a broken violin on an August afternoon:
“I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, always sure that you feel,
Sure that across the gulf you reach your hand.
....
http://www.bartleby.com/198/2.html

2008-12-30T10:49:00.000-05:00

2008-12-24T08:39:00.001-05:00

Too hilarious to not post.

Maybe, he made more sense when he was hangin with Ian Curtis.

2008-12-02T13:28:00.004-05:00

I recently decided upon a new Romantic Goal. It involves an Australian male.

http://funkybrownchick.com/2006/10/24/australian-men-droolworthy-or-not/

Ahh, the crocodile-wrestling blonde little surfer babies I will have one day...

2008-01-14T17:33:00.000-05:00

This happened around the block from me and I watched all the commotion (I had to since I couldn't cross the street).

Isn't my life eventful?

2008-01-10T17:57:00.002-05:00

I awesomely walked right past Carlos D. of Interpol last night in Penn Station, the walkway area between the LIR and Amtrak. My jaw dropped when I realized who he was, and he noticed me looking at him. Why am I too retardedly shy to ever talk to stars???

I have to remember to add him to my LIST OF FAMOUS PEOPLE I HAVE SEEN.

2007-09-11T13:38:00.000-04:00

Oh, if only I lived in England *sigh*

Why do I find myself wishing that at least once every day?

The new Simon Reynolds book has been released in the UK already. But no, not for us poor Americans. Bloody bollocks.

2007-08-31T18:00:00.000-04:00

CMJ MUSIC MARATHON: Omigod, my ADD-riddled brain is about to explode. October 16-20. It's like a million dollars, though.

Shakespeare Goes to the Opera: at Kaye Playhouse (Hunter College) September 17.

Margaret Mead Film & Video Festival: at the American Museum of Natural History, November 9-11.

Underground Movies Outdoors: some showings are free. Until September 22.

2007-08-17T19:56:00.000-04:00

CONTROL: new Ian Curtis documentary October 10 thru Oct. 23 at The Film Forum.

Also at the Film Forum, I'm Not There, on the life and times of Bob Dylan, running from November 21 through December 4.

2007-08-16T19:53:00.000-04:00

The Biggest Problem In America?

Here it is.

2007-08-13T19:42:00.000-04:00

Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. Your normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side when he sees the big red light behind him...and then we will start apologizing, begging for mercy.

This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop-heart. The thing to do -- when you're running along about a hundred or so and you suddenly find a red-flashing CHP-tracker on your trail -- what you then want to do is accelerate. Never pull over with the first siren-howl. Mash it down and make the bastard chase you at speeds of 120 all the way to the next exit. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker-signal that says you're about to turn right.

This is to let him know that you're looking for a proper place to pull off and talk...keep signaling and hope for an off-ramp, one of those uphill side-loops with a sign saying "Max Speed 25" ... and the trick, at this point, is to suddenly leave the freeway and take him into the chute at no less than a hundred miles an hour.

He will lock his brakes at about the same time that you lock yours, but it will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180-degree turn at this speed ... but you will be ready for it, braced for the Gs and the fast heel-toe work, and with any luck at all you will have come to a complete stop off the road at the top of the turn and be standing beside your automobile by the time he catches up. He will not be reasonable at first ... but no matter. Let him calm down.

He will want the first word. Let him have it. His brain will be in a turmoil: he may begin jabbering, or even pull his gun. Let him unwind; keep smiling. The idea is to show him that you were always in control while he lost control of everything.

It helps to have a police/press badge in your wallet when he calms down enough to ask you for your license. I had one of these - but I also had a can of Budweiser in my hand. Until that moment, I was unaware that I was holding it. I had felt totally on top of the situation...but when I looked down and saw that little red/silver evidence-bomb in my hand, I knew I was fucked...

2007-08-10T16:19:00.000-04:00

The Cure at Madison Square Garden on September 23! (buy online or at box office)

2007-08-01T19:21:00.000-04:00

Awesome Slate article on changing reactions to genocide.

2007-07-30T19:20:00.000-04:00

Ingmar Bergman kicks ass.

*R.I.P.*

2007-07-26T19:56:00.000-04:00

A pretty interesting article on the role that subjectivity plays in music journalism:

A Kantian outlook on music criticism

2007-07-25T20:22:00.000-04:00

Ha ha, I haven't checked out this band but its name cracks me up more than the Test Icycles.

Zolof the Rock & Roll Destroyer

2007-05-11T14:36:00.000-04:00

What? I thought Pretty Girls Make Graves broke up already!!!! (I am so naive)

Don't miss this chance to see them at the Gramercy on May 19th!

2007-05-09T18:55:00.000-04:00

So that is what really happened to Adrienne Shelley.

2007-05-09T16:37:00.000-04:00

The Most Beautiful Man Alive.

Goddamn I want to slowly play connect the dots with the adorable moles and/or freckles on Paul Banks' face.

*sigh*

2007-05-09T13:02:00.000-04:00

Goodbye, Gilmore Girls!

I haaaaaaate when sitcoms die. I remember when Family Ties went off the air in the late 80s, and I sunk into a deep depression lasting half of my adolescence. No, not really. Stop being so gullible! Anyway, although I've known this was to be the last season of Gilmore Girls for over a year now, I didn't want to believe that this is truly, in fact, it. I've only been engaged in this seriously unique show for the last three seasons but it grew on me big time... Where else on primetime could I hear Siouxsie & the Banshees playing in someone's apartment, allusions to everyone from Noam Chomsky to Pretty Girls Make Graves, or see an unexpected Kim Gordon cameo? Not a single place, anywhere. Next Tuesday will be the last episode and will be watched by many with heavy hearts.

Farewell, Gilmore Girls we'll miss you!

2007-04-30T14:29:00.000-04:00

New Interpol Album Update

New release date July 10th:

Gotham quartet Interpol have revealed details for the band's much awaited follow up to 2004's sophomore outing Antics. According to a web site post and confirmed by a band spokesperson, the Capitol imprint will raise the curtain on Our Love to Admire on July 10..... continued

I also found the track listing on the website forum.

Have a sneak peek at our Love To Admire:

Pioneer to the Falls
Heinrich Maneuver

I worship YouTube.

2007-04-26T11:57:00.000-04:00

"There were no survivors of Oceanic Flight 815. The found the plane. They were all dead."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2007-04-25T15:48:00.000-04:00

What the hell is wrong with China? Leave the damn Tibetans alone already!!!

I just saw this demonstration while smoking a cigarette in Times Square. More on the story here. Poor little boy! Almost reminds me of Marie Antoinette's son.

2007-04-17T20:42:00.000-04:00

VNV Nation at the Trocadero in Philadelphia April 13th: video clips of this religious experience here

2007-04-12T10:39:00.000-04:00

F#$#%$ing Juliet.

2007-04-09T20:45:00.000-04:00

Rasputina at the Gramercy Theatre April 6th- my tiny clip (Saline the Salt Lake Queen). Too bad I didn't realize I was running low on battery power and could only take a few photos!

2007-04-05T13:28:00.001-04:00

Going to see Rasputina tomorrow at the new Gramercy Theater!! This will be my first time seeing them although I've been a big fan for a few years now...I can't wait.

2007-03-29T14:46:00.000-04:00

Buried Alive?

*gasp* Nikki said paralyzed.

2007-03-21T15:12:00.000-04:00

Awesome interview from 2002 with Ronan Harris of VNV who discusses his lyrics and more.

2007-03-21T14:27:00.000-04:00

Johnny Marr is back!

New Modest Mouse album just out yesterday.

2007-03-21T10:16:00.001-04:00

Get ready for a new desktop. Or, well er maybe not that new...

2007-03-20T18:33:00.000-04:00

New article on book I'm reading

2007-03-20T12:02:00.000-04:00

Holy F.

I've been refamilarizing myself with the Smashing Pumpkins (ahhhh, how bittersweet is the nostalgia for my adolescence), and low and behold a new album is due out July 7...furthermore, they are headlining England's Reading Festival this year. I haven't been following the band member's projects since their breakup, but Corgan and Chamberlin should be returning- other than that, I don't know. I can't wait to check out their new stuff. more here and on their myspace

2007-03-19T11:16:00.000-04:00

I'm in love with Michael Leviton.

2007-03-15T10:37:00.000-04:00

People never take me seriously. The bastards.

I hate everyone.

Why am I so sensitive?

I'm going to write poetry about it and listen to the Smiths now. Thank you.

Note to self: refer to this post.

2007-03-10T16:23:00.000-05:00

I swear, the more I listen to Fever To Tell, the better it gets.

2007-03-09T14:54:00.000-05:00

The Cinematics: one of my favorite new 80s/postpunk style indie bands. Their full-length debut album, Strange Education, out now.

Listen to it here (and I used to hate AOL)

Since I mentioned Edie Sedgwick the other day:

2007-03-08T09:48:00.000-05:00

My name is Mikhail Bakunin, and I am the last living member of the Dharma Initiative.

Lost last night was a bit annoying in places...

I just realized the character introduced last night was also the name of a 19th century anarchist revolutionary. (For those silly people who don't watch Lost, most or many of its characters have names referencing philosophers/describing their personalities, which may or may not help unravel some of the mysteries of the show.)

How many more hatches will Locke e-blow up? LOL

2007-03-07T14:18:00.001-05:00

Fidelity - Regina Spektor
Nocturnal House - Pretty Girls Make Graves
Selling The Wind- Pretty Girls Make Graves
Rebellion - Arcade Fire
Don't Do Sadness - Spring Awakening musical
These Things - She Wants Revenge *Why yes, that is Shirley Manson.*
The State That I'm In - Belle & Sebastian
Maybe Someday - The Cinematics
Break - The Cinematics
Race To The City - The Cinematics
1879 - Uncle John & Whitelock *bad sound quality*
A Forest - The Cure
The Olde Headboard - Rasputina
Girl Anachronism - Dresden Dolls

2007-03-06T10:38:00.000-05:00

…Brontë's mixture of the Gothic, supernatural, and Christian has troubled critics of her novel for some time….. "Jane Eyre is in some way a faithful (pun intended) representation of the hybrid religious discourse of rural England in the middle part of the nineteenth century… the supernatural was part of "popular religion," and rural residents freely mixed Christian with supernatural discourse, often incorporating pagan rituals into their Evangelical practices.

2007-03-02T15:22:00.000-05:00

.... Literary scholar Peter Bellis adds that Brontë's "imaginative process was intensely visual: she wrote with her eyes shut, transcribing her visions without seeing them in verbal form, as if she wished to bypass or suppress the self-conscious process of writing"...

.... Jane's gaze as it sweeps down from the "noble summits" to the "bright beck," creating an effect not unlike that of a cinematic rush across a vast landscape. Natural formations are also dynamic and moving, so that the mists "wander" to the "impulse of east winds" and the beck tears asunder the wood. This is ..."kinesis within stasis," or a blending together of the movement associated with poetry and the stasis associated with painting.

2007-03-02T10:42:00.000-05:00

This from Wikipedia:

Voltaire describes his own music as- 'Music for a parallel universe where electricity was never invented and Morrissey is the queen of England.'

*laughs forever*

Two things I didn't know about Voltaire until today: he has his own clothing line at Hot Topic and he's a professor at SVA!

2007-03-01T09:57:00.000-05:00

I lingered at the gates; I lingered on the lawn; I paced backwards and forwards on the pavement; the shutters of the glass door were closed; I could not see into the interior; and both my eyes and spirit seemed drawn from the gloomy house--from the grey-hollow filled with rayless cells, as it appeared to me--to that sky expanded before me,--a blue sea absolved from taint of cloud; the moon ascending it in solemn march; her orb seeming to look up as she left the hill-tops, from behind which she had come, far and farther below her, and aspired to the zenith, midnight dark in its fathomless depth and measureless distance; and for those trembling stars that followed her course; they made my heart tremble, my veins glow when I viewed them. Little things recall us to earth; the clock struck in the hall; that sufficed; I turned from moon and stars, opened a side-door, and went in.

Jane Eyre

2007-02-28T11:59:00.000-05:00

I loved Lane's reference to the breakup of Pretty Girls Make Graves (only a month ago) on the Gilmore Girls last night. I guess the show's new writers are big fans.

New Simon Reynolds book out this May: Bring the Noise: 20 Years of Writing About Hip Rock and Hip Hop

2007-02-28T09:44:00.000-05:00

NEWS WAR: Last night I taped Part III of this awesome Frontline documentary. It addressed the debate (opposing views being prominently held byNicholas Lemann and Jeff Jarvis)over citizen journalism and how the internet and multimedia has changed and is changing the journalism industry. It looked at trends toward hyperlocalism, the new, profit-oriented business models (corporate bastards!) of news organizations and the recent history of the LA Times... sounds boring but actually interesting stuff really well done. Make sure to catch last part on March 27th.

2007-02-26T10:15:00.000-05:00

Ha, Elizabeth Gaskell's biography of Charlotte Bronte is an ebook!!

The Life of Charlotte Bronte

2007-02-23T09:31:00.000-05:00

I was going to wear my swan, but they're so last year.

I love you, Bjork.

2007-02-22T19:04:00.000-05:00

VNV Nation will play Irving Plaza on April 14th as part of their new tour. I've never seen them live yet (I know, I know) and I can't wait.

You can buy tickets here.

2007-02-22T11:28:00.000-05:00

I love old photographs.

Cool.

2007-02-22T09:14:00.000-05:00

Oh noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo they're one of the best new bands and now they're gone forever *weeps*

2007-02-21T18:44:00.000-05:00

Lost Sneak Peek for later tonight: http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index

GODDAMIT I LOVE YOU JACK PLEASE LEAVE LOST AND MARRY ME

(sorry, I didn't mean to actually type that)

2007-02-20T11:59:00.000-05:00

And when exactly did Voltaire start writing books? (No, not that Voltaire silly!)

Is this how long I have been out of the black-clad loop?

I just ordered What Is Goth? from Amazon.com. He is one of the funniest guys. The last time I saw him around (on Avenue A, as usual) he was wearing that skull sweater he talks about in the book, too.

And speaking of goth-why yes, our heroine Jane Eyre (whose tale I am re-reading) is most assuredly goth.

2007-02-18T14:54:00.000-05:00

"No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?"

"They go to hell," was my ready and orthodox answer.

"And what is hell? Can you tell me that?"

"A pit full of fire."

"And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?"

"No, sir."

"What must you do to avoid it?"

I deliberated a moment; my answer, when it did come, was objectionable: "I must keep in good health, and not die."

Jane Eyre

2007-02-17T16:23:00.000-05:00

I'm on a Weimar Germany kick.

At the ICP....

January 19 through April 29, 2007

The American silent-film actress Louise Brooks (1906-1985) is one of the great female icons in the history of the cinema. Although she starred in over thirty films, Brooks is best known for the role of Lulu in the classic German film Pandora's Box (1929), directed by G.W. Pabst. As played by Brooks, Lulu was a jazz-age beauty wearing high-fashion clothes and a severe black bob. She embodied the ideal of the Weimar-era "New Woman," a social role that connoted political equality, free-spiritedness, and gender ambiguity.

I also want to see this exhibit on Art of the Papuan Gulf at the Met. Cultures of the South Pacific are interesting. Until September 3, 2007.

2007-02-16T18:13:00.000-05:00

Take that, Jared Leto

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
*laughs forever*

Youre pretty to look at, and I will never forget Jordan Catalano (especially since Catalano is an abbreviated version of my mother's maiden name), but you're no Johnny Marr. Or for that matter, Brandon Flowers.

2007-02-16T13:00:00.000-05:00

Meredith can't die. If she died, whose eponymous anatomy would it be? Will later viewers be deprived of that genius play on words? Whose shoegazer-esque voiceover will point out to us the obvious theme of each episode?

(Almost) Charlie on Lost, the Brendan Fraser character on Scrubs last night and now Meredith- not to mention the host of peripheral characters from Grey's. What is up with killing off characters on popular TV shows lately? Are TV writers enjoying their fictional lives as spree-happy serial murderers? Please, guys, I know that four million seasons of death-crazed ER rocked your world but calm down for a season or two. Or, even a single episode.

2007-02-12T19:04:00.000-05:00

Simon Reynolds is cool.

2007-02-10T20:04:00.000-05:00

A week before my baby brother died, we had planned on a trip to the city to see Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, visit the Hayden Planetarium and have fun in Central Park. Between that and the memories of us on the Upper East Side, I haven't been able to glimpse the gray horizon of trees and brick paths on Fifth Avenue or Central Park West without turning into a teary mess since. But last night, I rocked it.

We walked to the Glitter and Doom exhibit and serendipitously right into a guided tour, helping us to navigate the New Objectivists' array of wild, decadent, odd, distorted and often deformed Weimar era characters. Oh, and I bought this Girodet exhibit poster

in the gift shop. Love the pathos.

Later, we saw Factory Girl, which was pretty good, except that I never heard "Billy"s last name spoken and spent the latter half of the movie trying to think of what folk singer named Billy was really famous in the mid 60s. As it turns out, he was a fictional Billy Quinn- an embroidered version of Bob Dylan supposedly (Hayden Christiansen, haha!). Jimmy Fallon was strangely blank and sinister in a breakout role and Guy Pearce was just... Andy Warhol. Moreso than Jared Harris? I watched I Shot Andy Warhol so long ago that I can't remember enough to make a comparison. One of the best parts (of any period movie) was the cultural and musical setting - especially the scenes with the Velvet Underground although I was disappointed Lou Reed made no cameo.

As we left I overheard a guy outside the movie theater saying he didn't realize Betsey Johnson was that old. I laughed since despite it being a rather little, unsurprising detail, I was thinking it also.

Factory Girl: Dark Star, By Kurt Loder

Guy Pearce is sensational as Andy Warhol in a strange and fascinating new biopic.

2007-02-07T14:34:00.000-05:00

Kate, dammit run!!

Lost returns at 9PM tonight. Hosts Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse, the executive producers of LOST, will provide an insightful glimpse into the lives of some of the survivors of the doomed Oceanic Airlines flight 815.

2007-02-07T14:28:00.000-05:00

New AMNH exhibit: The Anne and Bernard Spitzer Hall of Human Origins opens to the public on Saturday.

"I think this is the first major exhibition in the world where the fossil evidence and the genomic science are brought together to tell a mutually reinforcing story," museum President Ellen Futter said at a media preview.

Arrrrrrrrrrrgh: Ancient skeleton focus of modern debate

NAIROBI, Kenya - Deep in the dusty, unlit corridors of Kenya's national museum, locked away in a plain-looking cabinet, is one of mankind's oldest relics: Turkana Boy, as he is known, the most complete skeleton of a prehistoric human ever found.
But his first public display later this year is at the heart of a growing storm — one pitting scientists against Kenya's powerful and popular evangelical Christian movement. The debate over evolution vs. creationism — once largely confined to the United States — has arrived in a country known as the cradle of mankind.
"I did not evolve from Turkana Boy or anything like it," says Bishop Boniface Adoyo, head of Kenya's 35 evangelical denominations, which he claims have 10 million followers. "These sorts of silly views are killing our faith."

2007-02-06T11:17:00.000-05:00

Born To Boogie : When T-Rex Ruled the World

Last night I caught the very end of NYC TV's Documentary Channel presentation about Marc Bolan and T-Rex featuring discussions with his son. I didn't know what was airing and now I have to buy the DVD in order to see the whole thing. I hate that.

The rest of their Doc Bloc schedule is here: http://www.nyc.gov/html/nycmg/nyctv/html/shows/docbloc.shtml

2007-01-29T17:07:00.000-05:00

My head exploded from how sexy the new Jane Eyre was.

Damn, that Toby Stephens is one beautiful, beautiful man.

2007-01-25T14:14:00.000-05:00

Because I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggonit, people like me.

2007-01-24T20:10:00.000-05:00

Years ago I was on an Alice Hoffman kick, and now I want to read this book. Hm. Corny? Or romantic?

Another book I just froogled is DaCapo Best Music Writing of 2006.

Poetry and Music, my favorite things, rolled up into one. Genius!

Auden and Yeats — the Next Big Thing in European Pop

Their poems — along with those by two other Britons, Walter de la Mare and Christina Rossetti, and two Americans, Dorothy Parker and Emily Dickinson — are likely to enter the Top Ten in France and Germany next week.

After being set to music by Carla Bruni, the former fashion model, they could even make No 1, according to the Paris-based record company Naive.

2007-01-22T22:20:00.000-05:00

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http://www.hillaryclinton.com/

2007-01-16T17:55:00.000-05:00

My (chronologically) first finished poem:

OEDIPUS EMBARKS

A scintillant prince sails
Emblazoning prow
Onto echo

Of vast indigo and
Swift to oracle.
Asterisms

Offer loci, fleck sky
Over stargazer’s
Tartan. Sibyl

Will divine, revise eyes
(Poor for their peril),
Reincarnate

A king, name worse fates- but
Sight is the blind man’s
Apocalypse.

2007-01-14T15:45:00.000-05:00

I've just discovered another reason New York is better than anywhere else.

In New York, catwalkers won't be tested for a minimum body mass index, as they are in Madrid and Milan.

Well, 17.3 here (and I eat to my heart's content!!), and all of you can suck it. *mwahahahaha*

On an entirely different topic, this looks like a very good book.

2007-01-11T15:32:00.000-05:00

more videos

Sisters of Mercy *Lucretia My Reflection*

*More*

*This Corrosion*

*First and Last and Always*

*Temple of Love*

Depeche Mode *Never Let Me Down Again*

*Strangelove(1988)*

*Everything Counts*

*In Your Room*

Hendrix *Purple Haze*

Madonna *Lucky Star*

*Live to Tell*

New Order *Blue Monday (1984)*

Broken Social Scene *Fire Eyed Boy*

2007-01-09T18:34:00.000-05:00

Just stalking Morrissey again: "Miserable" Morrissey may cheer up Eurovision

Yet another End-of-Year Best-Album list: The 26 Best Records You Probably Didn't Hear In 2006

Scary, mind-blowing Times science article about geologists' projection of what the earth will look like millions of years in the future. That is, if it is still here at all *ooooooooohh* :o

I've*SO* wanted to travel here since I was a teen: Easter Island

2007-01-09T16:04:00.000-05:00

Been listening to Joy Division again.

Dear god I feel really, really blissed out.

*Shadow Play (1978)*

*Love Will Tear Us Apart*

Ian Curtis is God.

2007-01-06T14:46:00.000-05:00

New Reality TV Show... and the only one I've ever had the remotest desire to watch- I'm From Rolling Stone on MTV. Too bad I don't have cable. Slate just opined on it here.

2007-01-04T18:39:00.000-05:00

Just read this awesome article in the NY Times on how us Americans view neatness and clutter.

“It’s chasing an illusion to think that any organization — be it a family unit or a corporation — can be completely rid of disorder on any consistent basis,” said Jerrold Pollak, a neuropsychologist at Seacoast Mental Health Center in Portsmouth, N.H., whose work involves helping people tolerate the inherent disorder in their lives. “And if it could, should it be? Total organization is a futile attempt to deny and control the unpredictability of life." more

The funny thing is that I actually enjoy cleaning and organizing- and I just love the feeling and look of a nice new surface or reorganized area (geek that I am). I think part of it is that I get bored of things looking the same way all the time. And of course there's the necessity of keeping things orderly when you have a small living space.... the writer didn't bring up the way space and living environments vary from place to place (the average person living in the back woods of Oregon, for example, can be assumed to have way more space to deal with than the average Manhattanite).

2007-01-02T19:25:00.000-05:00

Year End Lists. Seriously, who has the time?

Since I haven't compiled mine, here are a few good Best-Of Music lists:

http://www.tucsonweekly.com/gbase/Music/Content?oid=90754
http://pitchforkmedia.com/article/feature/40007/Staff_List_
Top_50_Albums_of_2006
http://blissout.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_blissout_archive.html
http://www.slate.com/id/2155532/entry/2155544/
http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/yearend/2006/top10/index.jsp
http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/yearend/2006/top10/staff_1.jsp

2006-12-29T18:12:00.001-05:00

Bye Bye Limelight!

Arrrgh@$#!%! Mini-malls. Where would America be without them?

The bastards.

2006-12-19T17:17:00.000-05:00

"When the bowl of my heart broke, laughter came out."

-Beatrice Wood

2006-12-17T15:30:00.000-05:00

My grandpa died yesterday.

: (

2006-12-07T16:43:00.000-05:00

More videos

VNV Nation: Darkangel(Live in Germany)

VNV Nation: Kingdom

VNV Nation: Standing(Live)

VNV Nation: Epicentre(Live)

VNV Nation: Procession(Live)

A VNV Fan Listening to an AFI Album (ROFL)

Front 242: Controversy Between

And One: Sometimes

Covenant: Bullet

Strokes: You Only Live Once(Live)

Type o Negative: Christian Woman(Extended)

Morrissey: Everyday is Like Sunday

The Smiths: This Charming Man

The Smiths: Still Ill (1984!)

The Smiths: Nowhere Fast

The Smiths: The Boy With the Thorn in His Side

The Smiths: Barbarism Begins at Home

The Smiths: There's A Light That Never Goes Out

Long BBC Smiths documentary

The Smiths: Bigmouth Strikes Again

The Smiths: Pretty Girls Make Graves (Live in 1984)

Morrissey: Jack the Ripper (Live)

Nirvana: Smells Like Teen Spirit on SNL

Nirvana: Molly's Lips

Nirvana: About A Girl

Nirvana: Dive

Nirvana: Come As You Are

Sonic Youth at CBGBs

The Sundays: Summertime

Dirty on Purpose: Light Pollution

The Organ: Brother (Live)

The Organ: Memorize the City

2006-12-06T15:10:00.000-05:00

Help. I am addicted to YOUTUBE.

No.

Am.

Completely.

Totally.

Serious.

I just remembered how much I love the Cure.

2006-12-05T15:48:00.000-05:00

BOOKS: I am reading two awesome books about music right now, Rip It Up and Start Again:Postpunk 1978-1984 by Simon Reynolds and The Sound and the Fury: A Rock's Backpages Reader, which is a collection of music articles and interviews published over four decades. Rip It Up is an amusing ride through the era and packed with pop culture information, although I hear the UK version is better (and longer- perhaps it has more on the Cure and the Smiths).

MUSIC: Speaking of music, I came across this photo of Billie Holiday, a proto-goth tragic genius.

ART: On another subject, there are some exhibitions at the Met I'd like to see:

This one of American artists living in Paris in the late 1800s, Journeys about Chinese art, and Glitter and Doom(!) of German 20th century portraiture- how can you not see it with a name like that?

SCIENCE: There is so totally water on Mars!

2006-12-04T16:28:00.000-05:00

Ha, I wish I had cable sometimes.

Go ahead and vote- it's the Plug Awards!

Dirty on Purpose, one of my current obsessions, is playing a free homecoming show at the Delancey on December 13th at 9:30. Plus an open bar, woo-hoo! Naturally I am going since free events are the only way I manage to have any fun nowadays. *sigh*

2006-11-03T19:37:00.000-05:00

In The Weird News

So what in the living Hell is this Crap with indie actress/director Adrienne Shelley killing herself but really having been murdered?!?! Seriously, first Bran-Gelina almost gets whacked by al-Qaida, now hipster cult movie actresses are getting murdered cliche-style in the West Village? What is the world coming to!? For god's sake, is there no longer a divide between fantasy and reality? Is there no longer due respect for fiction as such, no boundary between truth and myth, no clear hierarchy of actuality and hyperbole? Has the movie industry taken over the world?

*Kidding*

Apparently Shelley's husband suspects foul play. She was only 40, had alot to live for, and appeared happy. But maybe everyone was just clueless? If she indeed committed hari-kiri, I at least hope it wasn't one of those absurd "Dying Young And Tragically Will Make Me More Famous" ideas.

In case it was, her ghost may be glad to know that I too grew up on Long Island and Queens and will be soon renting the Unbelievable Truth.

2006-09-13T14:34:00.000-04:00

BEFORE THE SUMMER'S REALLY OVER

Canoe trips on the Bronx River. Just don't fall in.

Klimt exhibition at the Neue Gallery. And there's strudel!

At the Met: A Sensitivity to the Seasons. Looks interesting.

Neosurrealism? The Science of Sleep looks like a coolly bizarre exhibition.

Anyone remember Psychic TV?

For history geeks (oops I meant lovers): Correspondents in the Spanish Civil War. Hemingway, Orwell.... I love paper exhibitions!

Sculpture: Eva Hesse at the Jewish Museum-ending soon.

Brooklyn Book Festival!. Books and Brooklyn, what could be better?

Bodies. At South St. Seaport, extended until November.

*Sigh* I missed the Edvard Munch exhibition at the MOMA a while ago, but here is a cool article. In fact, there's this awesome slideshow (click the top left link). I fell in love with him years ago, utterly fascinated with the power in his work, which makes you remember how intense mystery can be. Corny as it is I feel a private kinship, having known illness and the loss of a young sibling myself.

Drop Dead Festival: Coming up soon for all you goths and deathrockers.

Speaking of Goth: The annual Dark Art Festival

Random Quote For The Day:
"We live in a spectacular society, that is, our whole life is surrounded by an immense accumulation of spectacles. Things that were once directly lived are now lived by proxy. Once an experience is taken out of the real world it becomes a commodity. As a commodity the spectacular is developed to the detriment of the real. It becomes a substitute for experience."- Larry Law, from Images And Everyday Life
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spectacle)

2006-08-30T20:25:00.000-04:00

Quick update: THIS FRIDAY Dirty on Purpose

AT: South Street Seaport, Pier 17

Free Free Free!! Quick, before the summer's over!!

Haha, this is my Karma for missing them at the Siren (not that I believe in Karma, no matter how much I may appreciate the last episode of Grey's Anatomy).

2006-08-03T19:03:00.000-04:00

*Due to technical problems (i.e. a dead computer), I will not be updating for a while.*

2006-07-21T20:12:00.005-04:00

The Pornographic Beautiful Movie That Is Your Life: The 6th Annual Siren Music Festival

Cotton candy. Beautiful weather. Roller coasters. Cute boys. The ocean. Good live music for free. I could only think of one thing about Saturday’s Siren Music Festival at Coney Island that could have been more fun: clean, well-lit port-o-potties with actual toilet paper. Oh, and not having to wait an hour in line at Nathans for a corn dog and cheese fries. Oh yeah- and high quality sound. So make that three.

First off. Yes, Virginia, I am stupid: I missed Dirty on Purpose by 15 minutes. I was sooo looking forward to hearing the sweet guitar-driven hooks of Mindblindness floating above the ocean waves. But give me a break, I was coming from Long Island. So my day- happily absent of the drizzle that worried me earlier in downtown Brooklyn- began with Serena Maneesh.

Their musical antics unaffected by the most droning, distorted, poor-quality acoustics I was ever privy to hear, they persisted with long denouements of screechy improvisation. Was it the amps? Maybe I was standing in a bad spot? I know sound systems and open spaces don’t mix that well. But Serena Maneesh’s subtle and intricate seductive melodies- and they do have melodies- just seemed to hover and not really go anywhere. More power to ‘em for pushin on regardless.

We headed down to Surf Ave. for some food and ice cream, then down to the boardwalk..
We also found this graffiti by Marcus Motion, whose strains of sidewalk graffiti anyone who lives in New York is familiar with.

Gonzalo joked about it saying onions instead of opinions. It’s our onions that most men respect, I said.

We returned to the Stillwell Stage to check out another band as yet unknown to me, The Cribs "from Wakefield, England". What the hell is it about the Brits anyway that make them some of the best musicians in the world? Is it the Music Gene? Is it the gloomy weather that forces them into finding their genius? Does the rain and lack of sun keep them all perpetually inside recording studios?

We were inspired by the Cribs’ kinetic postpunk energy. The crowd was too, and it was apparent that the band already has a following here. The dude on the left at one point had blood on his chin. He must have thrown his face to the microphone a bit too hard.

They reminded me a bit of Ned’s Atomic Dustbin whose members we obsessed over in Alternative Nation videos back in high school. It wasn’t difficult at all to feel the gist of the Cribs’ catchy, strangely half-angry, half-plaintive tunes. This bodes well for them because I never go wrong with a song or CD I get on the first try.

I did sort of want to check out the next mystery band on the Stillwell, Art Brut, but never did, being sidetracked by the desire for pina coladas and photo-documenting historic roller coasters.

In front of the wooden, wonderfully rickety, legendary Cyclone, we found that a band called She Wants Revenge had taken the Main Stage. Unfortunately we had a pretty bad vantage point and couldn’t get any closer as the street was packed at this point.

With the danceable synthesizer beats and Peter Murphy/Clan of Xymox-type deep male vocals, in a moment we had She Wants Revenge tagged as undeniably goth. They played a cover of Stripped by Depeche Mode that was technically good but disappointed me by never really kicking in like the original does in all its minimalistic, sexy glory. Definitely a band I need to look into.

Our 2-foot tall neon plastic Pina Colada cups were so popular that some woman snapped a picture of us holding them, and I am sure it is somewhere in cyberspace by now. I hope I look damn hot in it.

We took some time before Stars played to walk around a bit more and wait in absurdly long lines for the port-o-potties which, never having used one, I find the most suitable word for to be, ‘terrifying’.

There’s just something about Stars. Maybe it was my pina colada buzz, but during the half hour or so they were onstage, the crowd witnessed a police cart driving through our midst, balloons floating over us, a dragonfly zipping over our heads, and a helicopter flying lower than I have ever seen in 30 years living in the NY metro area. When I saw them in Philly months ago their venue had changed at the last minute and a new stage had to be built that day exclusively for their show. Perhaps their mythos is so strong that they create magic everywhere they go. Go ahead, make fun of me all you want but I like thinking so.

They started out with Soft Revolution, Elevator Love Letter, and Reunion. (I *had* snapped a single photo of Campbell playing the trombone but unfortunately it was too fuzzy to post.) Someone (presumably a male) held up an adorable sign (presumably for lead singer Torquil Campbell) for a moment: "Canada Is Cool About Marriage: Write Me an Elevator Love Letter". I feel it too, honey.

Next they played Death to Death, Going Going Gone with its lovely violin ending, and a lively What I’m Trying to Say. Campbell thanked us for coming down, especially the ones who took "that fucked up train". Lol. How true. They continued with a delicate Ageless Beauty, and the too-charming for words One More Night. More Campbell commentary, "this pornographic beautiful movie that is your life". It totally feels that way on summer evenings like these, sort of breathlessly happy, hopeless and absurd all at once. He hopes that we all fall in love tonight, or "just hate everyone for being so beautiful".

Then the gorgeous call-and-response duet with Amy Milan (also of Broken Social Scene), Your Ex-Lover Is Dead. Oh, the violin! My heart melts. My insatiable lust for hearing violins is being quenched. Campbell thanked the Voice, forgiving it for being "judgemental" since it's free. Lol again. I notice the drummer has shaved his head. I think it’s a mohawk. They proceed with their "Protest song" (which I can't remember now. Was it He Lied About Death? Celebration Guns?) and anthem-ish Set Yourself on Fire, closing the night with The First Five Times.

Again, people milled around for a while clapping for an encore but it wasn’t enough this time, although a few members returned and Campbell tells us they’re not doing an encore but the DJ is going to play Coney Island Baby by Lou Reed. He encourages us to dance. I was then approached by a woman who wants to know if I am married with kids although "you look young". She is a recruiter for ABC’s Wife Swap. I love the show, but fortunately don’t qualify. (Neither part sounds very appealing, neither the husband/kids part nor the staying at the house of a stranger who is also your polar opposite/worst nightmare, thanks.)

I am *sooooo* going next year.

2006-07-14T19:02:00.000-04:00

Here is information on the bands lined up for the Siren Music Festival:

http://www.villagevoice.com/specials/siren/2006/bands.html

From Carl Zimmer's new blog: an update on "Flores Man". Here

Read this in the doctor's office the other day:
“If you think everything is going well, you can be sure you have no idea what's going on." -Murphy's Law.

2006-07-07T05:44:00.000-04:00

Summer In The City: So Much To Do, So Little Time

The Siren Music Festival is approaching and I am full of glee. I am going to see Stars, Serena Maneesh and Dirty on Purpose who are some of my favorite new indie bands, and I *will* be taking pictures. I haven't been to Coney Island in Forever. It’s one of those special calming places in the city we can retreat to and it holds a certain spot in my heart, full of memories and sadness and old passions and salty nights and mermaid poems and long piers of rocks...all now so far away it seems.

But enough woeful, Morrissey-esque reminiscing. Dirty on Purpose is the first of the three to take the stage, at 3:30 but I am hoping to get there before the festival starts for the best view. You can read the lineup here.

I am also looking forward this summer to seeing the New York Academy of Medicine's Freud exhibit: “Sigmund Freud’s Drawings and Diagrams of the Mind: From Neurology to Psychoanalysis", which is open until August 26 and happily, free of charge as well. The first-time exhibit of his collected drawings lets you physically follow Freud's path from work in biology and neurology to his focus on the invisible structures of the psyche. I am a huge fan of Freud (though I prefer Jung) and regardless of how many of his theories you consider bunk, you gotta give him props for being an innovator who brought to life a new field. No one before him had created a science of the motivations behind behavior or studied them as closely and consistently. For more information on the exhibition, click here.

And naturally there's Shakespeare in the Park. This year it's Macbeth starring Liev Schreiber, who I enjoyed watching on Charlie Rose yesterday. Rose, I noticed, annually interviews starring Shakespeare in the Park actors and I love it because they inevitably recite verses and there's never any Shakespeare on TV otherwise. That, and my fetish for Shakespearean actors. *Sigh.* Shakespeare is soooo sexy. Where was I again? Oh yes, Macbeth.

Macbeth! Dammit. Every time summer comes around, I tell myself "Ooooooh, it's *insert random title of Shakespeare play here*!! I love that one! OMGOMG this summer I am definitely getting to Shakespeare in the Park." And each summer I don't because my general understanding is that in order to get the tickets at 1PM, I'd have to first wait on line for like 17 hours or something beforehand, which I wouldn't have a problem with except that Shakespeare never seems as wonderful (or sexy) to me on Saturday morning as my pillow and blanket do. Anyway, it looks like the last performance of Macbeth is Sunday. Maybe....oh who am I kidding.

The Public Theater is also doing Brecht’s Mother Courage And Her Children in August for free at the Delacourte in Central Park.

And of course there is reading while you picnic at Central Park or hang out in your favorite New York Botanical Garden spot this summer. Tired of 19th century French realists or fin de siecle drama? Well, I never am, but in case you want to venture out of your little romance with a world long past (which, as you like to assume, had better art, literature, poetry, fashion, interior designers and conversation), then here are some good suggestions. This recent Times article offers ideas for enjoyable literature and fiction of a more modern era.

I think Beloved deserves to win the title of best novel of the last 25 years. Although I haven't read much contemporary work from what I have seen Toni Morrison is probably the only literary genius still alive. I hear the same strong voice as I hear in the classics whispering out of her books. The characters are more than just people but symbolic and complex enough to strike us as being archetypes of something universal; the language is beautiful; she structures passages uniquely to reflect the speaker or character in a powerful way. She brought poetry back to fiction and few or no modern writers have done that.

Yeah. We need more geniuses.

In case you're wondering, all the above events are free of charge.;)

2006-07-04T07:46:00.000-04:00

Happy Fourth!!!

So, Discovery is set to launch in about 5 hours, wooo-hooo! How exciting! NASA's minute-by-minute blog.

Cool... how come I never heard this before?

Some more random interesting stuff I have been reading:

article on rites of passage.

Below is my mini scrapbook for the Tiktaalik which I haven't finished reading up on yet. The Tiktaalik roseae is the transitional fossil dating to about 375 million years ago found in April. The part-fish and part-tetrapod "fishapod" fills a fossil gap in the evolution of animals leaving the water to first walk on land.

Wikipedia
New Scientist article
Harvard Gazette
Harvard Gazette
Lancelet blog
The Loom
Pharyngula blog

2006-07-03T21:28:00.000-04:00

I Can't Stop Laughing. This is Why:

The Did Adolf Hitler or Ann Coulter Say It? Quiz is here

You got 9 citations correct!

Hahahahaha~

Thus I have delved far deeper into two disturbing minds than I ever wanted to....rather like passing a car wreck you can't help peeking at. *shudder*

2006-06-30T04:44:00.000-04:00

Blink Once If You Love Me- Or Want To Kick Some Ass: The Lost Season Finale Post

I have been pondering the season finale of Lost, the Best Show in All of TV History, and the questions and semi-answers raised therein. When my head begins to explode, as it so often does, I find lists to be zoloft-ish (or is it zoloft-y?). So I finally got my notions together mid-hiatus and here we are.

1. The writers have started a whole new chapter of the show:

a. no more pushing the button (but will those T-shirts still sell?)
b. no more chillin in the hatch, showers, or cute shots of shirtless Jack shaving. DAMN!
c. the Lostaways (to borrow a TWOP word if I may) are now divided,
d. we will see how the neglected Lostaways/underused extras will react when Hurley tells them what happened (or maybe they won’t because we never see them),
e. we are going to learn more about The Others and their hatch,
f. looks like we are going to see what happens to "the good ones". Is that why the Others took them?
g. we know there are more places on the island and it has more of a history than we had expected (the foot statue, which was one of the highlights of the show),
h. we know why planes and boats crash on the island, but how exactly remains to be seen
i. it doesn’t look like Michael and Walt will be back,
j. there may be newcomers to the island (this idea furthered by Spoilerfix). I hope they are indeed hot, male, and have an accent,
k. Penelope may return in an entirely new kind of storyline- one taking place simultaneously but elsewhere than the island
l. "Look, Skipper, there’s a boat! A real one!"
m. I still miss Ana Lucia and Shannon. I will miss Walt. Damn ABC. Damn them to hell.

2. Obviously, what is going to happen to Kate, Sawyer and Jack?!

3. What did Kate’s and Jack’s blink mean? At first I thought they were saying I Love You (awwww) with the thought in mind that they’d be murdered or god knows what, but rewatching it, it looked slightly meaner, like "we fight to the death at the first chance, are you in?"- Reply blink. Why was Sawyer not included? He has all the best lines. Poor Sawyer, I am really beginning to like him. Sure he’s messed up, but enough already. I swear that if he gets shot, smacked, whacked, punched, caught in a love triangle, almost dies, or one-night-standed for his gun by a potential love interest who then promptly gets killed by the same gun Once More I will send copious virulent emails to the writers.

4. Where the hell are Jin and Sun, and did Saayid find the Others? Did any of them get captured? Will they rescue Kate, Jack and Sawyer? I was rather disappointed we didn’t come back to them and I can’t wait to.

5. Why did the Others capture them right after Jack himself just told Kate in the previous episode "they don’t want us, they could have taken us but they didn’t." Was Jack just wrong or did something happen between then and the "developments" (as the Other who interrogated Michael said)? Of course, what were the developments?

6.What the hell is it that makes the "good ones" so different than the rest of the characters to the Others? Why is Sawyer better than Hurley, for example, or now Locke better than Claire? (And why didn’t anyone come back for Locke anyway yet?) Anyone have any ideas, because clearly this isn’t a moral "goodness", The Others are referring to something they consider good.

7. It’s absurd that Eko lived through that dynamite blast (but I am glad he did, I like his character alot), so it follows that he would have gotten out in time to escape the failsafe detonation. I think he was with Locke the last we saw of them, so chances are we will see them together when we see them again.

8.Is Claire stupid? I mean, I know the level of Weirdness on this island is off the scale, but after the ultraviolet NUCLEAR SKY, deafening high-pitch explosion and flying steel door which missed her and her baby by about two feet, she seemed more interested in kissing Charlie for no reason than interrogating him about what the F*^@! that was about, considering he came directly from the source of it.

9. The thing I still don’t get is this. The failsafe blew the whole magnet or whatever was causing the electromagnetic charge (I am stupid and know zip about electromagentism) to smithereens, the thing is gone and done with. But what exactly was the difference between that and letting it go by itself after not pushing the button? I mean, what would the charge have done if not kept at bay- wouldn’t it just have exploded by itself, and I dunno, maybe brought down a airplane or something, but Desmond and the others wouldn’t have had to push the button all those years or commit suicide via failsafe? Everyone’s running around insanely readying for doomsday but what were they afraid of happening? Would it have blown the whole island?

10. Two more things that didn’t add up about that plotline: First, Locke was easily able to pull Desmond into second-guessing the button thing with his "hey, let’s not push the button, fuck the bastards, la la la I’ve lost my faith and I’m having an existential crisis who cares cause I saw a television in another room" crap as if Desmond forgot he already knew what the button did and had in fact seen the start of what would happen if they stopped pushing it. Second, how come Locke evolved from a wise man (without this whole faith thing), to a wise (if slightly erratic) man of faith, to a violent raving adolescent after losing faith? I understand the idea of a psychological crisis, but attacking Eko was just out of character. He seemed to have been comparatively more mature than many of the others yet he just degenerated continually and it doesn’t ring true.

11.Why was FHG (Fake Henry Gale as they call him here) coming for Locke?

12. I wonder if the injections were to protect the body against harmful effects of the electromagnetic charge in the hatch? Are these effects the sickness that both Rousseau and Desmond mentioned? Is the medicine Kelvin injected the same as the ones in the medical hatch and the Other injected when Michael was taken to their camp?

13. Are the Others and the Dharma Initiative people somehow connected? How? Something Kelvin (who worked for Dharma) said to Desmond about "the hostiles"-which may have just been a way to keep him from going outside, maybe not- gave me the idea that he had seen or had a run-in with the Others. Until now I was vaguely assuming they were linked to eachother: they’re both just so freaking bizarre, they had a hatch at their camp, and maybe the Others were originally Dharma members, forgotten or renegade or something. But now I wonder if maybe they were totally different entities completely unknown to eachother.

14.Someone on a forum somewhere made an interesting comment: Why didn’t Walt even ask about Vincent before he left?

15.What is up with "we got more than we bargained for with Walt" anyway?

16. Here’s a summary () of Dicken’s Our Mutual Friend http://www.thefuselage.com/Threaded/showthread.php?t=46755

17. I read here an awesome theory that Desmond symbolized Odysseus: these are some of my thoughts on it
a. he loves Penelope
b.he was on a voyage
c.he was a soldier, Odysseus was a soldier
d.the statue could have represented the giant Cyclops Odysseus encountered? Maybe it’s a reach but I know that scene felt like a TV reenactment of a Greek myth.

18. So in the flashback with Desmond and Penelope meeting again, was the stadium where Desmond ran into Jack (another day presumably) and was suddenly cheerful and psychic? How could he have predicted Sarah would miraculously not be paralyzed? How could Desmond know this and yet not know he’d later be trapped in a hatch on a semi-deserted island pushing a button every 108 minutes, miles away from the only person he loved? If I knew that I wouldn’t be as cheerful as he was, let me tell you. Oh this weird, weird show.

I hope I got all the main points. At least I know I am now officially, a geek.

X-posted from my LJ

2006-06-27T06:00:00.000-04:00

splash

the illusion is that you are simply
reading this poem.
the reality is that this is
more than a
poem.
this is a beggar's knife.
this is a tulip.
this is a soldier marching
through Madrid.
this is you on your
death bed.
this is Li Po laughing
underground.
this is not a god-damned
poem.
this is a horse asleep.
a butterfly in
your brain.
this is the devil's
circus.
you are not reading this
on a page.
the page is reading
you.
feel it?
it's like a cobra. it's a hungry eagle circling the room.

this is not a poem. poems are dull,
they make you sleep.

these words force you
to a new
madness.

you have been blessed, you have been pushed into a
blinding area of
light.

the elephant dreams
with you
now.
the curve of space
bends and
laughs.

you can die now.
you can die now as
people were meant to
die:
great,
victorious,
hearing the music,
being the music,
roaring,
roaring,
roaring.

--Charles Bukowski

2006-06-23T04:44:00.000-04:00

Welcome to me and anyone reading, this my first post here on blogger.com.

I started blogging on LiveJournal about a year ago (was it more?) and despite my love for that insanely creative forum, my Gustave Moreau wallpaper and pot-smoking gothgirl emoticons, I'd like to try a new outlet and see what else the blogosphere offers. I should be updating a few times a week.

The main thing to know about me is that I write poetry, and will often refer to myself as a Mad Genius Poetess. I won't be serious. (Well, not entirely.)

My interests are pretty varied, but I tend to write mainly about music, books, city events, and TV- expect to find a poem or humorous rant, or to discover an obscure exhibition or new band.

Which poem are you?

The Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath

To you, love is desperate and hateful. You're wildly passionate and wildly inventive. You're also likely to start stalking people.

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