30 April 2009
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Published on April 30th, 2009 @ 11:42:53 am, using 222 words, 126 views
Being asked this morning what my favorite kind of music was, I scrunched up my face and wavered between rock and alternative… saying the words with a slight frown meant to signify uncertainty, eyebrows misaligned, forehead made to resemble a lined scrap of paper - uncertainty not as to my own taste but in recognition of how little those words revealed, how precariously they fulfilled their purpose, and how ultimately, they failed to suffice in answering the question. ‘That’s kind of vague…’ I was told and it was precisely what the frown had been there to represent - the awareness of my vagueness.
- ‘What do you like?’
- ‘Damien Rice.’
- ‘Sad boys with guitars.’
- ‘How about Jeff Buckley? Does he qualify?’
- ‘Yup. Sad boys with guitars.’
It has a nice ring to it, that category. I happen to like it…
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For more sad boys read Born to Run and Iris H. falls for an Irish movie.
Currently shattering window panes with a rendition of a song by yet another sad boy with a guitar…
Glen Hansard - All the way down/Once Soundtrack
28 April 2009
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Published on April 28th, 2009 @ 01:35:56 pm, using 21 words, 53 views
27 April 2009
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Published on April 27th, 2009 @ 08:12:04 pm, using 203 words, 90 views
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The other night someone typed a sentence into an online window and hit enter. The line hit home.
‘I make up these conversations in my head…’ He may have said dialogues instead of conversations, I can’t remember now…
Different contexts around what he meant and what it meant to me but still home-hitting. Little does it matter where a line comes from if it finds this unlabeled room inside your head without any sort of guidance and settles there as though it had found its home.
I identified with those words immediately, realizing I’d done that myself on several occasions… made up conversations… split myself into two roles to tell a story the way it felt right to me… to practice… to rehearse the future, revisit the past wite-out on hand… off a stage and in front of a camera - making editing a possibility.
Most of what comes to me infused with nostalgia, melancholy or a longing for an intangible or unattainable something doesn’t really revolve around anything or anyone in particular.
I’ve come to realize most of it is between me and me.
Currently listening to…
Black Thumbnails - Kings of Leon
23 April 2009
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Published on April 23rd, 2009 @ 07:46:56 pm, using 969 words, 161 views
There are quotes that dart through the sky of your mind like shooting stars during conversation but fail to materialize verbatim, the crux of which still manage to make their presence relevant and paraphrasing necessary. You can’t help but be as engrossed by them as you were by the conversation that summoned them and reach for the books they came from at the first opportunity. Seek and ye shall find.
Here they are, Robbie :D
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22 April 2009
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Published on April 22nd, 2009 @ 08:17:11 am, using 33 words, 51 views
Here’s a site every Jane Austen reader, Facebook user should check out.
19 April 2009
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Published on April 19th, 2009 @ 11:14:41 am, using 527 words, 89 views
Much like limited edition items (e.g. the coconut drink, the new year shampoo whose ingredients included the three gifts brought to baby Jesus, the pineapply-mint soy drink, you name it…) LAST WORDS have mysteriously chanced upon the secret to endearing themselves to me - the very carefully chosen few burdened with the difficult task of closing a journey.
And not in a neurotic or Harry-Burns-dark-side-like way…
When I buy a new book I always read the last page first, that way in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.
(When Harry met Sally)
…nothing like that, simply deeply appreciative of the responsibility they take on and carry gracefully, their impenetrable, alluring mystery and the lasting impression they sometimes leave (at least on me).
A. and I tried a variation together, browsing books during our month last year which turned out to be equally fun. First words. We figured in between laughter and rolling eyes that the best words employed by Jackie Collins are neither the first nor the last and therefore must be somewhere in the middle. F&T!!! ;) We took note of titles and authors that aroused our interest. We gravitated towards certain books and certain writers and instantly turned to each other to share.
I can no longer walk into a bookstore and bypass that ritual…
First page… last page.
I miss browsing in twos.
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Some of my favorite last words from movies and novels:
So here we go…
(Punch-drunk love)
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Published on April 19th, 2009 @ 10:23:31 am, using 34 words, 278 views
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All snapshots by Iris H.
12 April 2009
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Published on April 12th, 2009 @ 10:07:03 am, using 50 words, 44 views
Check out my first (caption A and caption B) and second attempts at ‘making lolz’
And don’t forget to vote! :D
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11 April 2009
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Published on April 11th, 2009 @ 09:26:50 am, using 30 words, 45 views
…in commemoration of last night’s freaky waviness…
Meow!
Kthxbai.
09 April 2009
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Published on April 9th, 2009 @ 10:39:27 am, using 448 words, 206 views
Well I don’t know if I’m wrong
Cause she’s only just gone
Here’s to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I’m sure when I’m older I’ll know what that means
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Here’s to the man with his face in the mud
And an overcast play just taken away
From the lovers in love at the centre of stage yeah
Loving is fine if you have plenty of time
For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind
I said Loving is good maybe your dick’s made of wood
And the dick left inside only half understood her
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away yeah
What makes him stall, what makes him stand
And what shakes the elephant now
And what makes a man?
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know you any more
No, no, no, no…
I said I don’t know if I’m wrong
‘Cause shes only just gone
Tell me why is this day taking so long
I was a lover of time and once she was mine
I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Oh, closer to god is the one who’s in love
And I walk away cause I can
Too many options may just kill a man
Loving is fine if it’s not in your mind
But I’ve fucked it up now, too many times
Loving is good if it’s not understood
Yeah, but I’m the professor
And feel that I should know
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What makes the animal run, run away and
What makes him tick apart from him prick
And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Hell, I don’t know you or me any more
No, no, no no…
Well I don’t know if I’m wrong
‘Cause she’s only just gone
Here’s to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off with some French wine and cheese
La fille danse
Quand elle joue avec moi
Et je pense que je l’aime des fois
Le silence, n’ose pas dis-donc
Quand on est ensemble
Mettre les mots
Sur la petite dodo
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(Damien Rice)
05 April 2009
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Published on April 5th, 2009 @ 08:46:46 pm, using 21 words, 52 views
04 April 2009
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Published on April 4th, 2009 @ 08:57:50 pm, using 37 words, 48 views
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Thanks, Nat! I really did love it! :D
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