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Sunday, September 19, 2010

Stepping up, Stepping In.


Oh my Goodness

Its one of those days.

I can get nothing done. I feel stuck. This is more then likely because I want to do none of the things I am supposed to do..
I think i shall start a flikr, so i can easily share all my photographs with the internet world.
I am ashamed however to admit that i have not yet done so because I don't want to have to thing of an email name. Pathetic I know.
I should just call it Tangled Byrds or something.

But speaking of photographs
Here are some of My favorites from this summer.

I've been working on taking pictures of people, not just landscapes and shadows etc. Of course lots of those too though.
I'd like to know what you think of them.













Reflections in window. They are
often very difficult to capture in a way I like, but I think I have a few now.


Maybe it's just cause I love him, but I doubt it. Jesse is so goddamned photogenic. Or maybe he's just always making shapes I like all the time.



Incredible shadows and windows at our couchsurfing friends house home in Nashville, Tn






More of the side of Emily's head...I can't seem to take enough profile pics of this girl...







See what I mean about the write colors an shapes.


Mmmmm, memory mists.




Climbing the wall
I was too afraid.
who does that make me?



My favorite wild-woman, Lale. I'd like to follow her around and catalogue the magic and energy that is created around her, she pours it out and it evaporates to rest in her hair in eyes. I love her so, though she's a terrifying piece of electricity.






Croton Falls
Incredible


O sunshine lady


In other news, Jesse and I are working on a split tape and its going well.

I am procrastinating madly on my Final project, i don't know why. Maybe I should start to keep ideas here. Or just type everything drunkenly on my typewriter. I can't seem to get out of my house. Is it fear? Laziness?

The world seems so inviting, yet this house is such a dark gloomy inside mindset. I should take pics for etsy, but I am tired, I should read but it is boring, I should type my thoughts away about my thesis but I am terrified.

I wish I had roommates and didn't live in a place where it was so easy to be still, cause that is all the occupants ever do

I've been making friends though. it is strange, i feel myself getting invested in this life here. Its been two years, I am leaving in four months, and I am getting invested now!!!!???
how utterly unsettling.

I think I may try to become a Sheepsheerer.
But who knows...that Idea will probably last as long as the other careers I have considered in the past four years.
Peace corp, Esl teacher, writer, jazz singer, librarian, performance artist to start.

Here we are the young, the restless reckless. going nowhere, with nothing to go to. What do we do know, what is there to do now. My only obligation is to pay off these stupid loans.

sorry for the bitching. i should probably do it on my typewriter.


Saturday, September 11, 2010

Fall love lost friends sore love friends fall


So sore I love thee! ... Though the lore Of long life mocks me, and I know How love should be a lightsome thing   Not rooted in the deep o' the heart;   With gentle ties, to twine apart If need so call, or closer cling.-- Why do I love thee so? O fool,   O fool, the heart that bleeds for twain,   And builds, men tell us, walls of pain, To walk by love's unswerving rule The same for ever, stern and true!   For "Thorough" is no word of peace:   'Tis "Naught-too-much" makes trouble cease. And many a wise man bows thereto.
- the Bacchae, Euripedes

Friday, September 3, 2010

News and Bits and Oh!


Oh
Damn.
I missed my doctors appointment this morning.
Which is not so awful in itself, I am in no dire straights, just a routine check-up...Except this Doctors office is the sort of place which bills you when you don't show up.
Damn.

But other then that I'm fuuulllllll of big news.

(btw way I really enjoy the word full. I like the possibilities of sound which can be placed between F and LL. fuuuaaawwwwhhhhuuuuuhhhhgggghhhlllllllllll. There are many. Unfortunately in My Linguistics class last semester we did not learn the phonetic alphabet, so I still do not know how to correctly signify the sound I am so interested in creating and manipulating.
Ah well.
FULL. Try out its potentials. let it roll in your mouth, breathe it in and out, eat it, suck on it, gnaw, hum, kick it.
So many amazing sounds.)

Like I have received Financial Aid for almost the entire Tuition this Semester. More then I ever received before.

I AM SO HAPPY!

And relieved, I spent much of the summer very much in fear that I would receive practically no financial aid at all. Which for someone of my age and financial status (unemployed and in debt), a rather chilling speculation.
But My worries have abated, run away, dissolved, spilled through cracks
(like water and cockroaches)

What else.

Oh yes, My beautiful Virgo Shell Pendant Mae it into an Etsy Treasury. Not the biggest deal in the world perhaps, to the rapidly growing world of Etsy, but quite exciting to me!




Check out the Fabulous Treasury which Features a lot of September and Virgo oriented items, perfect Birthday gifts for those lovely Virgos and Libras, friends, coworkers or lovers as they may be.


hmmmmm. What else

Ah yes. Upon given the choice between a Diane Cluck (One of my Musical Goddesses) and Larkin Grimm and a John Bellows Show at the Silent Barn, Jesse and I chose Silent Barn, for its atmosphere, possibilities and weirder musical choices for the evening.

Ooh, see what I mean about atmosphere...


(Though I am very sad for we won't be able to see Diane for a very long time, she's going on tour in the UK, but I am very pleased for her and hope she has the most fulfilling experiences...)

We drove to the very depths of Queens, only got a little lost die to our own blind carelessness, and arrived around 1o. We arrived just in time for Johns set, plus two other fabulous bands, Yva Las Vegass and Queening.

I think it was exactly what Jes and I both needed, as a night in general.

These three bands were totally rocking.

I feel like I got so many good lessons on rock and roll, essentially. Yva Las Vegass was super exciting, as a female singer, she has an incredible voice. But she doesn't care. It was amazing, her wielding this heady voice with no care. Beauty without awareness of it, no sensitivity to it, yet such use of it! such strength. Yes, I was super inspired, because often girls in Rock and Roll have, yes incredible voices, but they are so growly like the distillers, or character like, As in Karen O.

Yva had a clear strong voice, and it recalled Lydia Mendoza an many of the artists from Chile and other South American Countries that Kai has played for me. But it was combined with dirt and anger and such intensity of expression, variability of output. You guys really must listen to her.
She was so fucking cool.(excuse the profanity, there's just no way around it in this case)

Queening, which came right after also rocked my socks off. Lead guitarist and vocalist, Tia Vincent and Drummer Jon Garcia (...sigh. I love the way Jon without an H looks. All those round letters in such a concise form...) totally blew everyone (well, at least Jesse and I) away
Not only were each of these musicians so talented and creative, they were totally hardcore! Tia and Jon make a pretty incredible combinations, the riffs blending into beats in a really beautiful disjointed way, the songs become really interesting and intricate due to the duos wildly erratic send of melody and time. It was so exciting standing there in front of them, seeing these two people channel rock history and turn it into something made only by them.

For me, someone ever seeking rockin female singers and guitarists, Tia's performance was especially exciting! She was playing a beautiful baby blue guitar, I think it was a Fender(Don't quote me on it though...), like my niece has, which I seriously considered purchasing for a very long time.

The way she knocked out metal riffs with riot girl vocals was totally astounding. And it was so unique, the way her voice and hands work together, the wild guitar playing, totally untypical with a voice willing to stretch itself, open up, call upon, play, and cause disruption. Combined with Jon's eclectic style of drumming, well I just can't say enough

Jesse is going to try to schedule a show with them, and I really hope it works out, they are so great, and super nice too!
Hurray for music and the people who make it

It was also another staunch reminder of how desperately I need a set of drums in my life. My music will never be complete without them.

Going to shows like that are always incredibly exciting to me. I truly believe that those artists are the face of music today. DIY is the new recording label, a wave, a generation of individuals who see music in a whole new way.

My sister is lying so hard to herself when she says musicians can't make it without the help of Sony, and Warner, and other evil corporate record labels. yeah, sure...you can't become like Brittany spears and Miley Cyrus and Maroon 5. God forbid.
(For all of those who don't know my sister is involved with all that b.s way of producing music, with the assholes who sue kids for downloading their tracks. I can explain my anger against these people at another time)

But that is not the heart of music in America today, just its ugly loud stepsister who's money gets her attention, but neither beauty nor worth can be called her own.

It also reminds me why I so desperately want to start a space like that...except different. because it will be made by the people I know and love.

I think it's so important for us to start these spaces where music like Johns and Yva's can thrive.
Where people of all ages can remember music as something moving and fluid, a form of connection, a place to dance or sit quietly.
A place to worship through sound, to love through hearing.
Places where raw music, difficult music, in your face, hard to understand maybe, hard to listen to maybe, music that doesn't take no for an answer can thrive.
Where musicians can feel comfortable to perform and listeners comfortable to listen as they please, to not feel pressured.

the only times I feel free, open, forgetful, filled, worshipful is on top of mountains, by the sea, and mostly, in front of a band ripping themselves apart with strings breath and sticks.

Does that make sense.
Oh dream come true.

Well Damn, it is 2 o'clock and I have got nothing done which I intended.

namely, I have not written my resume.
i wish i did not have to.
i wish I could make enough money from what i create with my hands.
One day.
RESUMEEEEEEEEE

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