ruby throat

"Swan and Minotaur "Ruby Throat from Marie XXme on Vimeo.

i saw ruby throat open for rasputina, and i couldn't decide how i felt about the (sexually) tense performance. i admit i resigned the lead-singer to a heroine tragedy with a hauntingly beautiful voice and an emaciated frame too frail to contain something erotically primal and tortured inside her... she was simultaneously mesmerizing and vacant. it was painful and almost indulgent watching her move like a woman possessed; i felt like a voyeur when her tattered slip of a dress came untied and she struggled mid-song to retie it with uncooperative fingers. i held my breath and imagined an on-stage catastrophe when she climbed atop a chair, letting her eyes roll back into her head.



now, i'm convinced katie-jane garside is the most beautifully tragic creature i've ever laid eyes on. and a genius.

with my arms around your neck

fuck, i need time to actually do something with this blog. it's low-priority on the list of things i don't have time for, but still. there aren't enough hours in the day and i'm losing my mind.

dreams from the woods

yes please, little dragon.

when i grow up

and for kicks:

ca' the yowes to the knowes

JV-centric

John Vanderslice "Too Much Time" from AV on Vimeo.

in other news, i have intensely coveted JV's leica for a long time. and his many skills. actually, his whole life.








(for baby, who cellos.)

i plucked all these photos from here. but don't judge me; they were in cyber public domain to begin with.

please note that john vanderslice will play sunday at sasquatch. also, he's playing a free record release show at easy street records on may 22nd.

what's best for you

i have no idea where this blog is going anymore. it's completely unfocused and without direction, but that's all too appropriate and inevitable considering the source...

now, down to the purpose of this particular post:

Oh NOoo....

but this... this is beautiful:






























these images are from a sociological images blog and jezebel.com, respectively. the project is beautiful in concept and execution. the concept? that "women are heroes". the artist, "JR", takes these incredible photos, then "sticks his pictures to the sides of buses, trains, buildings, and pavement, transforming the towns in which these women live into testaments to their strength and forbearance." JR is only 26 and used to be a graffiti artist. he's self-taught at photography and shoots with a 28mm. my hero. if you follow the second link to jezebel, you'll read that one of his previous projects, face 2 face, involved taking photos of israelis and palestinians, then putting poster sized prints opposite each other.

i'm going to take the ego-centric road right now and say that i know what's best for you when i highly recommend following all of those links and doing some reading and art-gazing.

i take brief hiatuses...

...then make back-to-back posts in one day.




who was it that told me björk had no music to dance to?

where are the wild things?

due to thrill adults and children alike in october 2009...

i. cannot. wait.

semi-androgeny is hot

simplicity, beauty

que sueñan con los dulces

moral of the story: fruits and vegetables are superior to desserts?

in all seriousness, this short was made very well. and for crying out loud, it's adorable.

choked up

oh f...

i have no self-control most of the time.

the first video is recycled but i don't give a god damn.

follow the link to watch the second one; it's new andrew bird live performance heaven.




http://www.andrewbird.net/aviary/anonanimal/index.php

i lied...

and this:

major

that is all.

big jumps

this is turning into a video blog, but i don't mind.

these are perfectly fitting and essential videos in my life right now...

stop-motion heaven, on my mind

asf;lkj;li (speechless)

solid ground

for the first time since i can ever remember, i feel happy.

i haven't been able to fathom happiness, true self-confidence, empowerment or liberation since... ever. well, let's say i feel like a different person in one week's time.

on my list of things to be completely emphatic about:

mutual adoration for someone new.

i came out to my mother at a lunch that i had planned for that purpose. (came out as what, you ask? i'm not going to identify myself with a label; those who know me, know.) not only did i not chicken-out, i was calm, collected and confident albeit nervous. i was articulate and it went surprisingly well. on the drive home, i was floating around in a blue-sky day. (soon to be informed are my sister and father, respectively.)

i have new-found belief in myself. i could see my life spiraling down the same abysmal tunnel of mediocrity that too many people fall into... now, i feel like i can do anything. sounds like gooey garbage, but it's true.

i'm being productive. i'm being creative. i have goals.

ok, i know i know, but... i feel sexy.

i have a fuck you attitude, but in the best way possible: i don't care what anyone thinks anymore. i'm going to be who i am, wear what i want without worrying about how i'll be perceived, do what i want, make big things happen, be with who i want, treat them the way i want without being scared.

last but not least, i'm taking risks. regardless of outcome, it feels good. but just fyi, they're paying off.

i am woman, hear me roar?

funny thing is, kaela and i had the best woman power conversation of my life, complete with herbal loving, intellectual conversation, beautiful stimuli (cinema and music), and comfortable friendship. i'm embracing my womanhood. i've been expending so much energy trying to reject so many important parts of me for a long time. i've always pushed women away, unable to trust them. now, i'm starting to sink into the comforts of my chosen family; the foundation is definitely there. and in that family are some women that i have the utmost respect, appreciation and love for. i completely adore them, it feels amazing to have that finally.

i have come so far. had i not been able to get through everything before this, i wouldn't be feeling this kind of ecstasy now. upon this epiphany, i admit i let out an involuntary and quite maniacal chuckle. and sorry to hit the same note over and over again, but i feel that much closer to the women in my life because of my mother's unfailing support through those fucked up times.

i haven't tried to make this sound very eloquent or what have you. i guess i'm just trying to get it all out because i feel like i'm radiating everything that i'm feeling anyway. i will, however, be pouring all of these epiphanies etc. into a new project. i'm still working out the kinks, but i'm really excited.

i kind of feel like i'm living in as good as it gets. hot damn, now that has got to be the cheesiest thing i've ever said.

fack it. i'm untouchable.

also, three firm tattoo ideas are just waiting on the funds... (yesssssss).

cheers, peace, love, and music.

Satine October Dane Concert à Emporter
by lablogotheque

ok soo....

... i'm drunk

i'm at megan and dal's. but... i promise a more substantial post later. again, i know no one reads this, so it doesn't reeeeeeeeally matter.

regardless, i still promise a better post later.



anyway...

just wanted to post that i am

happy
i am hungry
i am healthy
i am one with everything


tomorrow, inauguration day, is going to be uhmaaaaaaaaaazing.

i can't wait.


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"kids, we're going to have to eat this cake by ourselves... your uncle joey didn't make parole again."

vidgeos

this is gold:





Damien Jurado, "Caskets" from Matt Daniels on Vimeo.