| Happy Halloween! |
[Nov. 1st, 2008|02:17 am] |
I know it's been a long time since I posted in here. A lot's been happening. I don't really like to write on here as much but I feel I should update every now and again. One day I will give up entirely and make this whole thing private. But for those of you who still read...
I'm a Philosophy major now, and an English minor. I've been making all As this semester, and I'm taking all Philosophy courses, so I think I'm doing something right. :) I'm taking Metaphysics, Philosophy of Mind, Contemporary Moral Issues, and Libertarianism as a Political Philosophy. My favorites are Metaphysics because of how abstract it is, and Contemporary Moral Issues because I love my professor. Her name is Dr. Whall. She taught my Eastern Thought class last semester and I absolutely love her. A few weeks ago I got both a paper and a test back in Philosophy of Mind. I made a 100 on both! I couldn't believe myself. I am just not a 100s type of girl. Not that I have a problem with it! It sure does raise standards though. I got a 99 on a test in CMI. When I got a 94 on the next one, it was a little anti-climatic. I'll have to study harder next time to resume my status of awesome. :)
My grades don't really matter at this point, though. I don't plan on going to graduate school. I'd just like to finish up with classes and get a job, but that won't be for another couple years. I'd like to do something in the music business, but we'll see where I end up. It looks like I'll be in Chicago this summer doing some kind of internship, but like I said, we'll see.
In other news, my brother Michael and Michelle are getting married in April, as I believe I wrote in here around my birthday. Michelle's wedding shower is in a couple weeks and I'm very excited! I'm also going to Felix's sister's wedding on Sunday and I get to have steak. I'm really excited about that too! Other things I'm really excited about: Thanksgiving, Carribean Holidaze, cheap plane tickets, Christmas, N.Y.E., Chicago, and the fact that it is officially November! Happy falltime, everyone! I hope all of you are as happy as I.
P.S. I saw Boombox tonight and they were really great. A very fun mix of jamband guitar and electro-house backing. Can you say dance party? |
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| Europe |
[Jun. 3rd, 2008|11:15 am] |
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| | Carribean Holidaze | ] |
Charlie and I are headed to Europe in only a few hours! In one month we will go through Dublin, London, Brussels, Brugge, Vienna, Salzburg, Sorrento/Capri, Athens, and Barcelona! Oh my goodness.
I will put up pictures and do updates in the blog I made for the trip: http://pondtrip.blogspot.com
I'll be back on July 3rd! |
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| Minneapolis and Spring Break |
[Mar. 12th, 2008|05:41 pm] |
Minneapolis was a great time. Charlie and our friends Jon and Gena, whom we know from other shows, stayed at the Marriott hotel just a couple blocks from the venue, 1st Avenue. Those beds are the most comfortable place I have ever lain in my life. The first night, Friday, was a cool night to see Umphrey's 'cause it was February 29th, a once in four years event! Gena and I were sipping on our vodka drinks (which were huge) and before ya knew it, I was drunk as a skunk. We ended up with a pizza in the coat closet that night, and I woke up with a mysterious bruise on my cheek. I'm saddened by the fact that I'll never know what happened. Oh, it's give and take with nights like those. ;)
I'd also left the tickets at home in Birmingham, 'cause I'm a genius. Remembered everything else and forgot the gosh darn tickets! But Don, the tour manager, walked us in, so it worked out okay. I enjoyed Friday's show a lot, although I think Saturday was my favorite. Well, maybe Sunday too except for the trouble with the PA, which lasted about 25 minutes: started the show with no vox and were still working out the sound levels through Hurt Bird Bath. Saturday was the untz night. (Say it to yourself: untz, untz, untz, untz) and kids were gettin' down. It was an all ages show, and that's always a more crowded and generally less enjoyable crowd experience. Messy, chatty "wooks and newbs," you know.
Minneapolis was a weird city because everything is so big and spaced out. Very clean, but very empty. We finally discovered the skyways between the buildings (so people don't have to brave the cold) and we expected to see more people inside them, but the city still felt quite empty. We also went to the Mall of America because it was rumored by a lady at the airport to me that there was a Snoopy store there. I love Snoopy! (Snoopy and music boxes). But sadly the Snoopy store was gone. We went to Legoland inside the mall and I bought an ice cube tray that makes your ice look like legos! COOL! There was an entire amusement park inside the Mall of America and lots and lots of stores. We got lost a few times... haha, we had such a great time though. I was really sad to leave Jon and Gena's company on Monday, as we really don't get to see them enough for how great of folks they are.
Charlie and I went to the beach with Travis and Waxy, since it's our spring break. The weather down there on Monday (at SanDestin) was perfect. We headed back up on Tuesday (a gloom day) in time to catch Blitzen Trapper, the Fleet Foxes, and Dr. Dog at Bottletree. It was a very energized show overall, and Blitzen Trapper was a lot of fun. So was Dr. Dog, actually. Charlie could give a much better review-- suffice it to say that I enjoyed myself. Jackson Stewart and Bentley joined us for a bit but left early 'cause Bentley wasn't feeling well.
Tomorrow I want to see Moon Taxi at Sloss Furnace. There are a lot of great shows coming up in the next month or two, especially in April, including moe., the Disco Biscuits, and Umphrey's. I'm excited :) but I have tons of schoolwork to do in the meantime....
So on a closing note my 21st birthday is in 9 days and I'll be spending it in Orlando, FL with my mom, grandparents, Michael and Michelle, Lisa and Brian, Greg, and Charlie. Pleasure Island, here we come! |
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| My Sewanee Weekend |
[Feb. 24th, 2008|09:01 pm] |
I have had such a great weekend up here in Sewanee. I got here late Friday night (circa 11), and it took me almost an extra hour because the fog was incredibly thick. February is the worst month for fog, and the car in front of me was going 25 in a 55, which pissed me off 'cause I'm a daredevil and would probably be going 30, 35. Hanging out in a cloud is not as fun as it sounds. I bet Mt. Olympus sucks. Anyway when I got here, Charlie picked me up. We went to Shenanigan's for killer carrot cake, and The Lemon Fair to hang out with people. Yesterday we slept way in and watched Kingdom of Heaven, which wasn't a very good movie. For dinner, we went out with Allen, Mary, Mark, and Alex to Sernicola's, a local Italian place in Cowan. After a mediocre dinner and a delicious dessert of cannolis, we got drinks nextdoor at Sidetrax. The banter was fantastic and the atmosphere so comfortable. When we got home we played a game of Apples to Apples, with the addition of Christoph, his girlfriend Kendall, and Chloe. What a fun game; Kendall and I tied for winner. Part of the fun was listening to 90's music, and I had a couple ciders. Charlie and I watched some movie-- Eulogy-- til about 3 and then blissful sleep until 1:30 this afternoon... for me atleast, because I'm lazy. After a day of lounging around and a little school reading, Charlie and I jammed and then I got to play on the Wet Bandit's rendition of "Plane Crash", by moe. Great song, and I had tons of fun playing along with them! I've never had that much fun in my life! Okay, maybe I exaggerate a little...
So I was all packed up and ready to make the 2.5 hr drive back home but ... could not locate my keys. I'm such a fucking moron! What did I do with my keys?!? I guess I'll never know. We had to call a locksmith, and there are all these complications, but basically he won't be here til midnight and I'll have to pay 100-150 dollars anyhow. Damn that makes me sad. Sadder than pickles... and pickles make me pretty sad.
In other news, Haji is in heat and has been perioding everywhere. She was the butt of a lot of jokes last night. Poor baby, but everyone loves her up here so she has a lot of fun too!
This week I have some schoolwork to do--not much--and then Thursday I'll ride up here to Sewanee just after my American Dream class, just in time to see the Wet Bandits play! Whoo!! Then Friday morning I'll drive to the Nashville airport, fly into Chicago, and ride up to Minneapolis with the wonderful Jon and Gena duo. Charlie will meet us there and from there on out it's just pure fun in cold weather, and 3 nights of Umph. Yippee!!! |
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| SPRING TOUR ANNOUNCED!!! |
[Feb. 5th, 2008|01:53 pm] |
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| | UM 11-29-2003 House of Blues Chicago | ] |
( Spring Tour Dates!!! )
Looks like I will be going to
(possibly)
Tuesday, 1 April 2008
Amos' Southend
1423 South Tryon
Charlotte, North Carolina
Wednesday, 2 April 2008
House of Blues
4640 Highway 17 South
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
(wishfully)
Thursday, 3 April 2008
The Orange Peel
101 Biltmore Avenue
Asheville, North Carolina
Friday, 4 April 2008
Georgia Theatre
215 North Lumpkin
Athens, Georgia
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Pageant Theater
6161 Delmar Boulevard
St. Louis, Missouri
Thursday, 1 May 2008
Valarium
1213 Western Avenue
Knoxville, Tennessee
And if I can find the friends and the money for Jazzfest, then...
Saturday, 3 May 2008
Late Night Show Friday 05.02
House of Blues
225 Decatur Street
New Orleans, Louisiana
Sunday, 4 May 2008
Late Night Show Saturday 05.03
House of Blues
225 Decatur Street
New Orleans, Louisiana
Ok, next step: get a job to pay for all this debauchery. |
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| Got to admit it's getting better (a little better, all the time-- couldn't get no worse) |
[Jan. 26th, 2008|12:59 am] |
I feel much, much better. After I got off the computer and disabled myself from the physical world I played a good amount of piano and got a heads up for myself on a Chopin song. I felt triumphant again. Eventually I slept at 3 am, woke up at noon-thirty. I made Luke a word search; I hope he likes it.
Charlie arrived this afternoon and we have spent a good amount of time listening to each other play music (he on my acoustic guitar and I on my electric keyboard.) Nice, nice. Haji has been a terror as usual. While Charlie cooked us the most delicious Chicken Curry he's made to date, I watched The Recruit. It wasn't that good. After a stuffing and delightful dinner, we picked up Greg and saw The Bucket List. It was really good. I cried, because I always cry when I see other people cry. This used to drive my mother crazy when Lisa and I were little, because when one of us would cry, the other would see it and join in.
I'm really relieved I feel better today. I was very scared this would last, but nothing has to last; nothing can last, good or bad. Having Charlie here helps. Being on top of schoolwork helps. I'm still anti-meds though. I don't care how scared I was last night. Consider me an experiment in progress.
In other news, I'm itching for my next Umphrey's show. Charlie and I are flying from Nashville to Minneapolis for a three night run from Feb. 29 - March 2. So much excitement! I got spoiled seeing them six times in December. That was outright ridiculous. This two month hiatus is killin' me, smalls. |
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| Got Your Milk (Right Here) |
[Jan. 23rd, 2008|04:37 pm] |
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| | UM 7-13-07 Ogden Theatre, CO | ] |
Ever since I went off all medication and substances (except for the occasional cigarette) I have felt a hundred times better. It's so weird, but I'm remembering what it's like not to rely on this pill or that for some kind of capability. I finally am living my normal life I've missed so much! This means I do schoolwork like it ain't no thang (instead of balking at a 3 page paper), and when I wake up in the morning I stay up until I go to bed. Marvels! I like this. I like this a lot. I could definitely get used to this!
In other news I am carousing the Umphrey's Bort in my spare time these days. Sooo entertaining and such a great time waster. Lovin' it, lovin' it. People are pretty sarcastic, fairly witty, and mostly intelligent. And the kicker? They're most all obsessed with Umphrey's McGee. No biggie, but I feel human again when I log onto the bort (rather than an alien breed whose love for this band is both inexplicable and confounding.)
She is still dancing for that limited time (she wants to make some money!)
Stuffing those p-p-p-anties with nickels and dimes!
Wise up
Don't you want to be in the fast scene?
Get your picture in your magazine (yes!)
Yeah wouldn't you love that?
Sold out
Do you even remember your real name?
You're just a pop star with a shirt stain (oh!)
Yeah how do you stay thin?
(Atkins!)
-UM |
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| Download and listen |
[Jan. 18th, 2008|12:43 pm] |
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| | Disco Biscuits- Highwire | ] |
If I had to give a top five of who I listen to the most, it would be tough calls between the following:
Umphrey's McGee
Ryan Adams
The Grateful Dead
Led Zeppelin
The Beatles
The Disco Biscuits
moe.
I gave you some compellingly appropriate moe. lyrics the other day. Now let me offer up some straight Bisco shit, not lyrically fitting but rather lyrically catching and fittingly trancy:
There was no way, there was no way out
I had to wait, I could not fade out
I had no time to recombine
I had the play the game.
I had this dream since I was five
On a highwire where I stood to touch the sky
You tell me that you want me to slide
with your angels and God on your side
But there's something that I just had to say
You can have my white jacket when they cart you away.
There was no way, there was no way out
I had to wait, I could not fade out
I had no time to recombine
I had to play the game
I had this dream since I was five
On a highwire, where I stood to touch the sky.
You tell me that you're using your mind,
it paints you pictures of a day back in time
when a bell rang and I woke up to say
can I have your white jacket when they cart me away
Now I am going to go to class singing Highwire to myself and I'll get looked at funny. There's no way around it. Oh, on the way to Drugs and Human Behavior class this morning I had in the Ogden 7-13 show and was loving that Jimmy Stewart out of "The Bottom Half"-- wow!-- and then into a segment of Zeppelin's "How Many More Times" and a straight and instantaneous turnaround into "Roulette." Phew, killer!
See, if you liked Umphrey's as much as I do, you'd have your mornings made, too. Now c'e tempo per Italiano. Il mio maestro e severo, but what can you do? After class I've got to drop by the house, and then Haji and I are headed up to Sewanee!! Yeah! |
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| Italian's so damn cool |
[Jan. 16th, 2008|05:50 pm] |
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| | UM 11-29-2003 House of Blues Chicago | ] |
Dove vai e cosa fai dopo le lezioni?
Dopo le lezioni, vado spesso a casa. Se c'e lunedi, io studio. Ogni mercoledi devo il dottore in ufficio. Tutti giorni voglio ritorno a casa per dormo. Sono sempre stanca. A sera quando so fame, chiamo un amico. Noi usciamo per mangiamo e beviamo. Perche possiamo andare a piedi a cinema, e vogliamo vediamo lo spettacolo, non dormiamo presto. Il giovedi vado a casa per leggere. So suonare il piano e faccio questo ogni giorni. Il venerdi vado affitare il film. Tutti giorni sempre, sempre ascolto musica. Ascolto musica a casa, in macchina, e quando dormo. Amo musica e divertisi con musica. Quando c'e la pioggia vado a letto. A chi scrivi quando hai problemi? Quando ho problemo, scrivo e-mail a un amico. Qualche volta scrivo a il maestro. Qualche volta scrivi i miei genitori. Ma di solito chiamo, non scrivo. Se chiedo per soldi, chiamo mio padre. I miei amici non possono dare soldi, ma possono dare alcuni gelati. :) Quando sono triste, scrivo alla farmacia. Qualche volta chiamo la mia amica e facciamo le spese. Abbiamo comprato troppo il cioccolation perche ho conosciuto molto bene negozio. Quando ho problemo con suono musica, scrivo all'amico lamentarsi. Quando sono caduta dietro in scuola, ho chiesto i miei compagne di classe per l'aiuto. Quando devo soldi ai mio amico, scrivo l'assegno. Ma preferito non avere problemi. Non piace chiedere per l'aiuto. Quando li ho, pero, sempre scrivo i miei genitori pronto.
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[Jan. 8th, 2008|02:00 am] |
Straight from an email to a friend:
Classes started yesterday. Apparently nobody went to their first classes: I because I felt like shit, and my best friends because they were watching t.v. or having acid flashbacks, respectively. This cheers me because I think it's hilarious. My face hurts from my wisdom teeth coming out, and I'm sick too, and it's all a big mess. I'm still trying to reconcile myself to the reality of homework and designated times I have to be certain places. Whatever. Can't I just go back to Jamaica?
Yeah today's Charlie's birthday but he's in Haiti doing a photography documentary with some people from Sewanee. I hope his present will be ready by the time he comes home this weekend. I was going to buy him a bunch of UM pint glasses but I can't find where to buy them anymore, so instead he is getting something cheesy.
Obama: you (should) know how averse I am to politics, but I like what I hear of this guy. What do you forsee changing in the immediate future if he is elected? When are elections? What is a primary? I took AP Gov when I was a junior, but it was my one class with both Charlie and my sister, so I wrote them notes or colored every period. I'm not sure how I passed except for the teacher was a very nice old man. You'll have to re-educate me.
Sunday me and two of my friends turned out some pretty dope shit on my synth and keyboard, and they don't even play music. I really want to find some kids in the area to play with. Meanwhile my own little project is learning Orfeo. I'd put it off for Christmas and Chicago but I'm slowly picking it back up again. It's just really discouraging learning it by ear, even though that's how I play. I get distracted by the fullness of the song and have trouble linking what I'm hearing to what keys to play. I know I'm good enough to play it, and the technicalities aren't a problem yet, it's just figuring them out that gets me so frustrated and discouraged. I don't want to ask too much for help either. I'd feel like a loser.
I was thinking today about the coolest thing in my life right now, and it's definitely this onion and garlic I have in my kitchen. Charlie was making Indian food a month or so ago, and left them out. Now the onion is growing green sprouts of onion plant, and the garlic is growing a garlic plant! The green shoots are about 4 inches high. I'm very proud of their growth. I water them and everything. I don't have any soil though, which is a shame because they are trying to spread their roots... but instead the roots just look like little white tentacles, which fringes on freaky.
I just got distracted by the baby grand on my way to the bathroom (I am at my mom's house) and played Orfeo on the iPod and then played Orfeo on the piano. They are beginning to sound more similar, and I fixed a part I had wrong, so now I'm encouraged again. I only have the first minute and a half; the rest will be painfully slow going...
I'm taking a Drugs, Society and Human Behavior class that all my friends have raved about and it's pretty interesting so far. I'm also taking Classical Thought in India, China, and the West (that's the once a week, 3 hour class I missed yest.), Advanced Piano, Beginning Screenwriting, and Italian. And there's all this WORK for these classes, sigh, so I better get started on a little of it.
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| The Rest of Things |
[Dec. 19th, 2007|07:11 pm] |
Now that I've posted about Holidaze, I can update on the rest of things. Hmm, my final grades didn't turn out too well. I know my Italian grade will go up once I get the proper paperwork for Disability (due to depression.) Other than that though, I don't really know what to tell myself about my C's and B. Hopefully I will be able to do better next semester.
My apartment got broken into this morning. Luckily, Charlie pulled up right after the guy broken in, and he ran out the back door. Charlie didn't get a look at who it was but we know he was carrying a blue duffel bag and had a black coat. Thankfully, nothing was taken. I think this incident would have shaken me a bit more, but it wasn't really anything bad. Just a broken windowpane, which my landlord repaired today. Plus, with Haji here nothing can go wrong. She scares people off, which is awesome because I think of her as so harmless.
Felix's favorite UM song ever is a piano song called "Orfeo." I decided that not only is it a) beautiful, but also b) a great opportunity to do something nice for Felix by learning it. So I figured out the first part by ear, but I really don't think I can do that with the rest of the song. Even if I can, it'll take me a long time. If Joel is able to teach it to me, though, I will play the shit out of that song because it's so pretty. I have had it on repeat for the last... oh, I suppose 6 hours. Hey... it's good. I am also learning a song by Michael Nyman called "The Heart Asks Pleasure First." I think I already wrote about this, but it too is a beautiful song and it makes me happy to learn it and learn it well.
Mike's birthday was yesterday and Lisa's is on Monday. I've ordered them gifts off Amazon.
I've got this tingly-numb feeling that passes through my jaw, mouth, chest, and head in waves and makes me feel quite "swimmy-headed", as they tell my doctor father down here in the south. Dad assumes they are heart palpitations that occur from smoking. I think he may be right, as they intensity when I smoke a cigarette. Incidentally, I haven't smoked at all today and only had one each of the last few days. Perhaps this is the beginning of my being able to take care of myself. I certainly hope so, because I'm very tired of feeling so bad all the time.
I'm getting fat. I'm going to reverse this trend.
My fingers keep playing Orfeo of their own accord, on things like my desk and Charlie and generally surfaces that are not the piano. I play it on the piano too but... practicing off-keys is fun too. I think I just shared this because I feel as though there are more things about which I wish to write, but unfortunately I can't think of any at the moment. I suppose I will end with that statement. |
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[Dec. 5th, 2007|06:46 pm] |
This is just one of those things that almost nobody is able to comprehend. The average person would have to double their emotional sensitivity towards others, and then expire all boundaries that define rationality. Imagine the painfully impossible, and apply it as reality. This is depression.
I'm just so exhausted by the daily struggle to make something worth it. Every day is the worst day of my life, made worse by the fact that tomorrow comes next. Today was the absolute worst. I even got fired. I feel utterly useless. Did you know that people who are as depressed as I, apparantly, contemplate suicide frequently? I don't, but I think that statement says something about what kind of shape I am in. |
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| Friday Afternoon in the Universe |
[Dec. 4th, 2007|09:43 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | MMW- Last Chance to Dance Trance (Perhaps) | ] |
I have spent spare time in the last couple days reading all of the posts I made from 2006 onto this thing. It's crazy that a year has already gone by. This time last year I had no idea how much in love with Charlie I was, or that I'd be in Jamaica in only t minus 9 days, or that I'd be at UAB, or that I'd have my darling little girl Haji with me on pretty much all occasions. All of my entries were focused on the joyful things in life, and I think that's the way it should be. Sometimes it's just hard, though. Some times a lot more than others.
Tonight was Mom's birthday, so Greg and I met up with her and Mrs. Lee and Anne Marie (?) to see August Rush. It wasn't bad, it wasn't bad... it was basically about music as the channeling power of the universe's intention and energy, which is a great message. But the movie itself wasn't as good as the message. But really, what film can give that message justice? Only the experience can give that message justice.
You know what's cool? I read a book called The Alchemist last Friday night, and it was really great. The author put things like universal alignment, relative motion, guided acceptance, and the beauty of connecting to the "Soul of the World" into very lucid and easy to comprehend concepts. He wrote, without guile or wayward, presumptuous words, a formula for happiness in laymen's terms. Beautiful. The story he orchestrates is fulfilling, captivating, comfortable and yet daring.
Anyway, August Rush tried to capture those moments with having its main characters exhibit pure joy and concentration through playing various instruments. This joy isn't a thing that can be shown, though; that's the only problem. And you certainly can't show a person the joy that revelation offers. You can't give them the revelation itself. I don't think that ordinarily, you can. But there are people in this world who are able to do that-- just offer that zone of soul-fed earthiness-- and inspire a creative consciousness even in those who think they aren't listening.
The coolest part about being able to recognize these moments of momentous revelation is being able to understand them and look forward to them. Let's use, for example, an Umphrey's song called "The Triple Wide". See, I know that every time I listen to that song, I will get a little burst of fireworks inside my soul in remembrance of the first time I was awakened to the chemistry that The Triple Wide provides. There's something about that song that settles and soothes, yet dances hummingly... and all of my everything mixes together and becomes alive again in unison and everything is the world, everything is together, together, with setting and fixture all out of this world and the vision, my friends, becomes pure and open, as it can only be during the orgasm of chaos and singularity... and there's nothing more or less to it than what you more or less are and it's all simple as that; oh it's absolutely unbelievable and impossible to fathom as you sit here looking at your little computer screen, but believe you me it is this simple. It is this beautiful.
So, if you had these kinds of life-changing inner experiences every time you attended an event, wouldn't you become addicted? Wouldn't you cherish those bits of transitional life that pass through you fluidly as your own blood? Wouldn't you cling to its clandestine silkiness and wonder what secret the motion holds? Wouldn't you want to be the one not just to experience and live, but to create these scenes of shameless fascination? There is more to being alive than to feel and move through each day. There can be an entire universe at your fingertips if you know the pattern of the stars to look at. I want that universe, and I have those fingertips, but I seek the vision still. This, friends, is why I see music. |
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| Why do I feel like doing this? |
[Sep. 1st, 2007|11:55 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Greystone | ] |
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1. Ever kissed a blonde haired, blue eyed person?
Oh, every day!
2.can you see a phone right now?
Yep.
3.What are you listening to right now?
The bathroom fan.
4. Where is it coming from?
The bathroom fan.
5. Last thing you ate?
Strawberry Shortcake!
6. What was the last thing you saw on TV?
I don't do TV
7. Who was the last person other than family you saw?
Sam Siegel
8. Are labels/stereotypes good?
They help sort things out, but if you need it sorted out for you, then you are probably not very intelligent.
9. What day of the week is it?
Sabato- Saturday!
10. Song stuck in your head?
"Divisions" Umphrey's McGee
11. Acoustic or Electric guitars?
Either and both
12. Do you dance while getting ready for whatever?
Sure
13. What are you wearing?
Waxy's penguin pajama pants and Charlie's Grateful Dead tie-dye shirt.
14. What is the greatest number of people you've been in front of?
Been in front of? What does that mean? I don't know; probably a lot.
15. Have you gone skinny dipping?
Haha. Of course.
16. Have you ever taken a shower while you were drunk or high?
Again; of course!
17. Do you like techno?
Some of it. Mostly I like trance-fusion.
18. Where are you now?
In my house in Greystone.
19. Isnt albertos the greatest ever?!
I'm not sure how to answer that.
20. Have you ever made out on a plane?
No, I think that's probably just rude.
21. Do you have leadership skills?
I would like to think so, yes.
22. Can you play an instrument?
Oh yes, I am lovin' on those keys.
23. Have you ever sat on a roof and looked at stars?
Oh gosh, yes, and I think the best was in Brooklyn that time even though it was cold as shit, and everyone (Section 8) was at Diane's and... what's that girl's name? I liked her a lot.
24. Ever done that while talking on the phone to a boyfriend or girlfriend?
Sure, yeah.
25. Does the song Stairway To Heaven make you sad?
Is there a reason that it would?
26. Do you have any instruments in your room?
When my keyboard is set up, so yes, usually I do.
29. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?
Well, I hate calling him my boyfriend, because he is more like my fiance, or to be most specific, my "soul mate" or "love mate" or the husband of my heart.
30. What scent are you wearing right now?
Camel Lights.
31. Are there any animals around you at the moment?
No, poor Haji is in the Haji hospital.
32. Drinking anything at the moment?
Negative.
33. Ever thought you were going to get married?
Oh yes, I can't wait to marry Charlie!
34. Last person you told you loved?
Nonna, my grandmother.
35. Last person who told you they loved you?
Nonna.
36. Favorite time of day?
Morning, if I am awake.
37. Favorite video game?
Mmmm, I'd have to say MarioKart 64. Or Donkey Kong, old school on the Super Nintendo.
38. Favorite food?
Tomatoes; Chicken Parmisian; Steak.
39. Do you like spiders?
Well now I don't know why I would.
40. Cat person or dog person?
Both. I love my Anandacat even though she pees everywhere, and Haji of course is my baby girl.
41. Got a job?
Actually... I did yesterday! Yay!
42. Ever broken a bone?
Yes I sure have: my rib when I was in a car wreck back in that day.
43. Tan or pale skin?
Oh I'm olive all the way. Atleast that's what my mom told me in third grade when I asked her if I was white or black.
44. You're deserted on an island, what do you have with you?
What do I have with me? Well, I don't know. Where is the island? How did I get there? Where was I on my way to? Which purse am I carrying? Do I have pockets? Jeez.
45. Favorite lyrics?
"Haji"
"Much Obliged"
"Prowler" (lick balls)
"In the Kitchen"
-all by Umphrey's McGee
Things that are Elliott Smith, Tool, Radiohead, Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Hendrix, or the Beatles.
Also "Kitchen Mitts" by the Disco Biscuits. Thursday was great too.
46. Biggest regret?
I try not to have regrets, because they lessen the moment of now, which is truly all that we have. So why retract from yourself the life you have simply because of the ways you came to live today?
47. Did you have a New Years kiss?
Yes, it was my baby. We were on a rock in the Bahamas singing Umphrey's to ourselves and "Strokin'" by Clarence Carter. Hilarious.
48. What do you want the most right now?
To be truly happy without my dumb neurotransmitters getting in the way.
49. Do you want children?
Oh yes please, but not soon.
50. Are you a lover or a fighter?
I'm a lover of all things and a fighter for all that I believe in. Mostly I fight for love.
WRITE EXACTLY WHATS ON YOUR MIND, AND DON’T CHANGE IT.
(^Well, I always do.)
1. Your last relationship = An eye opener.
2. I am listening to = Bathroom fan, dummy.
3. Maybe I should be doing = hygiene and packing for Auburn.
5. Chocolate is = delicious in moderation.
6. I don’t understand = why people settle for less than reality.
7. I have lost my respect for = strangers
8. I last ate = dessert.
9. The meaning of my display name = Modest Mouse lyrics
10. God = everything all of the time; it is only form that tends to confuse people into organizing the space into comforting groups and names.
11. Someday = I'll be confident in what I offer.
12. I will always remember = my love for my family and best friends.
14. My MySpace is = as dumb as everyone else's.
15. Today = shall be good.
16. Tomorrow = as frequent as Charlie. :)
18. Parties = not as exciting for me as they were five years ago... unless I am at Sewanee.
20. Simple kisses = are beautiful.
21. Today I = woke up at Waxy's, got cigarettes and an oil change and hit on by a guy with only a few teeth, got my Mocha Frappacino and missed Rocky, then drove home.
22. I wish = I had remembered/had time to do my Italian assignment.
01. is your hair wet?it' No
02. is your cell phone right by you? Yes.
03. do you miss someone? Yes, many people in very many different ways.
04. are you wearing chap stick? No
05. are you tired? No- adderall and coffee.
06. are you wearing pajamas? Haha yes.
08. are you mad? Absolutely not.
09. are you upset? Surprisingly, no. I love medicine.
HAVE YOU...
01. recently done anything you regret? Well, no, the only thing would be what I HAVEN'T done, and that would be my Italian assignment that it's too late to do.
03. ever stuck gum under a desk?: Gross! Probably when I was really little, to see why people always did it.
04. ever kicked someone? Yes; specifically, Yani in 8th grade. Poor kid had the locker under me.
05. ever tripped over your own feet? Every day.
TODAY HAVE YOU...
01. have you cussed? "Cussed"? Well, I don't know. I don't really keep track of that.
02. have you gotten mad at someone? Nope
RANDOM...
Q: is there a person who is on your mind right now?
A: No
Q: do you have any siblings?
A: Yes. Michael: 24 and in Med School; Lisa: 21 and in DC; Gregory: 14 and absolutely wonderful.
Q: do you smile often?
A: Absolutely. It brightens my mood and my day, and invites other people to do the same.
Q: do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?
A: No, but I don't usually wear shoes that I'd have to tie.
Q: do you like your handwriting?
A: Very much. I have a few different kinds depending on my pen, my mood, and the texture of the paper, so I have a lot of fun with that.
Q: are you a friendly person?
A: Haha, anyone who's met me could not help but to say yes!
Q: whose bed other than yours do you sleep in?
A: Charlie's, Waxy's, and my Mom's.
Q: what color shirt are you wearing?
A: Tie-Dye Grateful Dead
Q: what were you doing at 2pm yesterday?
A: Just getting out of class and driving to Waxy's
Q: what can you not wait for?
A: Getting married to Charlie. And Jamaica. And Cincinnati. And tomorrow, and every day after that. And November. And to see if I'll be in 10 minute plays. And Acting on Tuesday, and visiting Haji today, and seeing Charlie in just a little bit, and feeling clean after my shower! I love life! |
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| For Those Who Appreciate! |
[May. 1st, 2007|10:54 pm] |
13 Days (2)
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2nd Self (3)
40's Theme (3)
All In Time (3)
Anchor Drops
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Believe the Lie (4)
Blue Echo (3)
The Bottom Half (5)
Bridgeless (4)
Bright Lights
Divisions
Dump City
Eat
Example 1
The Fussy Dutchman
Glory (2)
Got Your Milk (Right Here) (4)
Great American (2)
Hajimemashite (2)
The Haunt
Higgins (5)
Hurt Bird Bath (4)
In The Kitchen (3)
In Violation of Yes
Intentions Clear (4)
JaJunk (3)
Kat's Tune
Kabump
Miss Tinkle's Overture (5)
Morning Song (6)
Much Obliged (2)
Mulche's Odyssey (2)
Mullet (Over)
Nemo (2)
Nopener
Nothing Too Fancy (4)
Ocean Billy (2)
Out of Order
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Passing
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Phil's Farm
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Push the Pig (3)
Red (2)
Power To Love
Norweigan Wood (2)
Resolution
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Robot World
Slacker
Smell the Mitten
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Roulette
Sweetness
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Thin Air
The Triple Wide (2)
Uncle Wally
Uncommon
Utopian Fir
Walletsworth (3)
Water
White Man's Moccasins
The Weight
Wife Soup (3)
Words (2) |
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| Yipee!! |
[Mar. 21st, 2007|12:41 am] |
It's my birthday it's my birthday it's my birthday it's my birthday!!!!!!!!!
I am so elated! This is my very special day. I can do whatever the FUCK I want and not feel bad about it, because it's my mo'fuckin birthday!!! YEAH! Yaaaaay!!! |
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| The (triple) wide, peaceful spectrum of acceptance (and understanding of...) |
[Mar. 19th, 2007|04:24 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Ryan Adams- "How Do You Keep Love Alive" from Cold Roses | ] |
What a divinely interesting month March has proven itself to be this year. A traumatic anniversary has forced itself upon me, forcing in turn my strenth to be renewed. This year, however, I have had the joy of an incredible boyfriend-- the support of whom I treasure beyond words or kisses.
Charlie left five days ago for Haiti. I pray for his safety every day and worry about his well-being in that misery-wracked country, yet I know he will come home to me safely.
What is fascinating to me are the everyday events of the past week. I used to take having friends everywhere and anywhere as a necessity to my life rather than a blessing. Now, after pushing people away for a year (or else constantly scratching at the scabs that their burns have left on me), I have been opened by a long-loved boy who has, in our taciturn absences from each other, turned bravely and sweetly into a man who has both earned and captured all the love of my years and years. Even within the distance which a volunteer photography trip to a third-world country has enforced for about two weeks, the minor changes in my hours are noticable and notable. I am regaining my sense of self and well-being, without having to sacrifice the happiness that people inherently bring to my personality.
My walls have been demolished to mere rugged yet stout rubble that I can choose to inspect with an inward distance, or skip over with a hearty laugh. These options, or abilities, have come to me through the both the presence and the absence of the man who makes me complete. In his absence these two years, I was not complete; I could only know how to be complete after the halfed life I endured previously. In his presence that first year I was not complete either, for I had not yet sensed what completion an absence would bring. Now that I have had both, I am whole-- and I did not realize this until I had been whole in the returned presence, and still whole in the renewed absence.
What a balance of portions and circles emotions are! What mysteries are circumstance and letters and notes, symbols, scales, centerpieces. How beautiful these quiet moments are. |
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| Concerts |
[Mar. 4th, 2007|01:35 am] |
On Thursday, I drove up to Sewanee and interviewed. I think it went really well! I just need to finish out this semester at UA with stellar grades.
Charlie and I left for Asheville, NC around 4. We got there just in time to catch a little Mother Vinegar and then see... UMPHREY'S!!! It was a really intimate venue, and minus the sweaty fat girls pushing their flub all up in our grills, it was an incredible show. I took lots of pictures. Karl Engelmann sang "Got Your Milk" with them and started playing Jake's leg like a guitar-- hilarious.
Here is the ( setlist )
and then after shopping around, both on street (bought jewelry and it's gorgeous) and in Sonic Music (where I purchased both UM dvd's, Jam in the Dam, a Bisco dvd, and the new Benevento/Russo Duo cd) and eating, Charlie and I rode on down to Knoxville, TN.
There we saw UM again, this time in a bigger venue, and who did we run into but Maxxx Rykov! What a silly character. This was the ( setlist )
This show was fucking off the chain. I mean it was just....... WOW!!!! I can't even begin to describe. This second show was definitely my preferred of the two, but they were so different that they aren't really comparable. After the show, poor Charlie with his sprained ankle hobbled with me to the Downtown Bar and Grill, where we got some late night dining, and basically where everyone at the show went when it was over, too. Kris, the drummer of UM, was playing with a band there at the bar, and Jeff from Bela Fleck (on the sax! yeah!) was playing as well. They let out some good jazzy tunes. It was also cool to see Jake and Stasik just chillin and people didn't really bother them. Except me... I went up to Stasik and before I could say anything he hugged me and thanked me for dancing and basically loving every minute of the show. Which is ridiculous because obviously it is a win-win situation. Anyway, then I told him, "One question. Just one." Stasik waited. "Why?" I asked, and gestured to his new facial hair. "Why'd you do it?"
"Why not?" he replied.
(A million reasons, Stasik, for starters, it looks awful...) "Ummm..."
"I mean, gotta change it up sometimes, right?"
"Yeah. I guess."
This morning Charlie and I drove to Atlanta, where we are now, to see moe. play at the Tabernacle. Toubab Krewe opened and they were cool, then moe. came on! Oh, what an amazing show! It was the closing night of their three night run in Atlanta, and despite Al having a 102 fever, they fucking rocked out. I loved loved loved it! Afterwards, they signed my ticket stub and my new moe. shirt that Charlie got me as incentive for not bothering my stupid infected ears. They were so nice and it made me so happy! I don't have the setlist for it yet, but here are a few of the songs they played:
Threw It All Away
TGORM
Another One Gone
Again and Again
Akimbo
Crab Eyes
Seat of My Pants > Plane Crash
Happy Hour Hero > Seat of My Pants, Time Ed > 32 Things > Buster > Seat of My Pants
Encore: Letter Home, Don't Fear the Reaper
This is the best Charlie and I can recall, anyway.
So there are our adventures of the past few days. Everyone have an amazing night. :) |
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| Happy Ash Wednesday |
[Feb. 21st, 2007|02:37 pm] |
| [ | style |
| | peaceful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Chopin | ] |
Happy Ash Wednesday!
I know that's not the traditional view of Ash Wednesday, as it is a day of repentance. We wear the ashes in reflection of Jesus's death and sacrifice for humanity, and the opportunities it's provided for redemption.
It's a solemn service and a somber mark of religious purpose. With Ash Wednesday begins the 40 days of Lent in which we make our own sacrifices, to whatever degrees, however frequent. We donate ourselves with mindful pleasure to God and to shaping our lives in a cohesive image of that for which we were made extant in the very first place.
Kneeling on the tiled church floor this afternoon, glazing out of my periphery all the other occupants of the church, I fought to gain a sense of understanding and direction from a higher place than my own mentality. I arrived at a comforted peace, a paradoxical faith of my own, when I realized that my individual Lenten journey is that very struggle.
There is no more that God wants of me than this very struggle, at this very moment, in this very life. God never asks for more than we are readied to give him, just as he never gives anything we are not ready to recieve.
Today is a day of joy for me. Today is a celebration of the peace that defines the struggle more clearly than the struggle itself. Today is beautiful. I rejoice in every isolated second of the togetherness of me in my religion; of me in God; of me and God; of God in Me. And these next 40 days are dampness that precedes the rainbow-- the nasty smear of sunscreen that allows a gorgous time for laying out in the sun. Whatever analogy you prefer, it still remains alive in me that 40 days of conscious sacrifice is my greatest pleasure, as it is my truest gift.
Happy Ash Wednesday, everyone! Welcome to Lent. |
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