Trash (by me) My writing is like a giant recycling can, overflowing with past trash, thrown in together with the hope, that I can piece it and place it, into something useful. There are phrases of volcanic ash, anger and bitterness spewing forth, finding a nice safe paper to land on, pain becoming a … Continue reading I wanna be trash :: songs and poetry
List your Favorite Television and Film Theme Songs courtesy of Music Listography : Your Life In (Play)Lists Editor's note: I am going to do 25 Movie and 15 TV Theme Songs, as interpreted by me. The Movies: 1. Tiny Dancer :: Elton John (Almost Famous) 2. (Don't You) Forget About Me :: Simple Minds (The Breakfast … Continue reading You Are Home :: If dreams are like movies
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist :: Soundtrack Shout Out There are an infinite number of reasons why I love this movie the way I do, spanning the ways and means of the personal, the cinematic, the writing, the characters, the cast, and, of course, the music. Norah is among a small list of fictional characters … Continue reading Say that you’ll stay :: Soundtrack Shout Out Wednesday
Keep Art Alive :: "Wednesday" :: Art by Stella Im Hultberg When Hell Freezes Over (by me) I am here again, waking up with my eyes closed, back between the blue walls, canopy bed, three books stuffed under my pillow, a flashlight, my giant Holly Hobby blanket. I feel so cold. Colder than that night … Continue reading But now that I’m older :: songs and poetry
I Want To Take a Breath That's True :: Three is the Magic Number :: A Playlist Listen here on Spotify Howl :: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club Burning Desire :: Lana Del Rey More Than a Woman :: Bee Gees Five Years :: David Bowie There is a Light That Never Goes Out :: The Smiths … Continue reading I Want To Take a Breath That’s True :: A Playlist
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club :: Specter at the Feast Sometimes music makes me feel completely inebriated, a state of mind not too far off from being under the influence, a feeling that I have coined in the past as being "music drunk". I find myself sinking deep within myself, while at the same time a … Continue reading Black Rebel Motorcycle Club :: Specter at the Feast :: New Music Review
The Reasons :: The Weakerthans "How I don't know how to sing, I can barely play this thing, but you never seem to mind, and you tell me to fuck off, when I need somebody to."