The Stone Roses :: The Stone Roses :: My Favorite Albums

The Stone Roses :: The Stone Roses (1989) The music of my early twenties burn bright and in big bold letters in my memories. It was fraught with awkward moments, heartfelt leaps of faith and faltering failures, of falling madly in love, and of having my heart cracked into pieces. I was trying on myself in many ways, touching and tasting, pushing at boundaries, and taking risks with myself, and with love. I was a passionate thing, if not a bit clumsy and self-indulgent (aren’t we all in our early twenties?) I wanted to act, write, sing, have great sex, … Continue reading The Stone Roses :: The Stone Roses :: My Favorite Albums

Before Sunrise :: Monday Movie Moments

Before Sunrise (1995) Trailer “I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.” ~ Celine My most memorable of memories, the kind that stick deep inside like soul-taffy, are of moments of connection with people that include music, passion and conversation. I am a word … Continue reading Before Sunrise :: Monday Movie Moments

She said she knew what my books did not :: songs and prose

“I don’t believe I went too far. I said I was willing.” We have all had them in our lives, those people who have a light to them, a spark, an electrical current surprise. These are the people who push us a little farther, who challenge us, who make us open up parts of us that we did not even know existed. Sometimes they stay for a lifetime, sometimes they come and go in a flash; sometimes they are friends, lovers, strangers we share a seat on the train with, or a green-eyed beauty with a shock of dyed red … Continue reading She said she knew what my books did not :: songs and prose

I lost my heart under the bridge :: songs and prose

“That blue eyed girl, she said no more.” The smell of cigarettes and gasoline, the dim lights of a nearly deserted parking lot, the hour so late that it was almost the next day, and this song playing over us. We had one of those strange relationships that is never quite defined: lover, friend, companion, accomplice. I know our times together were stolen – hours between shifts and responsibilities and places we were meant to be. We were unexpected, which helped keep a veil of secrecy around us, though I am still not sure what we were trying to hard … Continue reading I lost my heart under the bridge :: songs and prose

Zeros and ones :: songs and prose

“Texts versus romance, you go and add it all you want, still, we’re not robots inside a grid.” Sometimes I find myself so baffled by love. I sound older than my years to say I do not quite understand all the machinations of modern romance, and that often I am just muddling through it all, trying hard to just be myself in all of it. I was never one for playing games, disguising my feelings, or relying on well-tested tricks to get ahead in matters of the heart. I think that science and love do not play well together, and … Continue reading Zeros and ones :: songs and prose

She’s Just Another April Fool :: A Playlist

  She’s Just Another April Fool :: Misunderstood Memory Playbacks :: A Playlist Listen here on Spotify Let Me Back In :: Rilo Kiley Challengers :: The New Pornographers You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb :: Spoon Nothing’s Gonna Change the Way You Feel About Me Now :: Justin Townes Earle Neptune City :: Nicole Atkins Baby I’m Yours (cover) :: Arctic Monkeys She Brings the Sunlight :: Richard Hawley Hold On :: Tom Waits Mysterons :: Portishead Rocket Man (I Think It’s Going to be a Long, Long Time) :: Elton John Screen Kiss :: Thomas Dolby Baker Baker :: … Continue reading She’s Just Another April Fool :: A Playlist

I’ll be yours until the sun no longer shines :: songs and poetry

Beauty School Drop-Out (by me) She was intoxicating to be around, I could be drunk on her for days. She would grab my hand and rush me through the halls, taking her felt-tipped pens out, writing Tonya + Jake everywhere, especially in the bathroom stalls. I usually just watched, smiled in appreciation, wondering what it would be like to be Jake, to warrant that kind of reckless abandoned affection. She liked to stick out, to cause a scene, wearing only clothes from the 50’s, speaking with a British accent, even though she had never left Southern California, not even for … Continue reading I’ll be yours until the sun no longer shines :: songs and poetry

A cemetery song we’d never sing :: song of the day

“I’m sitting over Neptune City. I used to love it. It used to be pretty. I’ll come down, walk around a while, until I’m sure I can never go home again.” This song, it feels like I have taken a drive through the Garden State, in the Sixties, while wearing a borrowed prom dress that once belonged to a Great-Aunt who spent her youth in Paris, tradings tales with Miller and Nin. There is something Danny Elfman here, too, lurking just underneath it all. I half expect to see Edward Scissorhands pop up in the background, turning everything into a … Continue reading A cemetery song we’d never sing :: song of the day