A Girl Named Salvation
My section over at Thumbtack Prints has been updated with a good handful of new/old pieces. I believe I went from 4 prints to 16, which is a pretty nice change. Not to mention the fact that looking at them now, I am pretty pleased with the selection. Hopefully there is something in there for everyone....there were a lot of people that wanted things that I just couldn't print, due to ownership rights and such.
Due to my new-found Mac technical savvy and a good handful of chance, I was given about 30 gigs of music last night. A good chunk of which I have never heard of....and considering my oh so modest musical knowledge, I am pretty impressed. There is something to be said for someone who includes Vietnamese covers of Johnny Cash songs in their music collection. As well as a Bill Callahan album I have never even heard of. Life just got a little better.
I have been having an increasing number of nightmares recently. The most recent addition being a dream in which I was locked in a bar while my ex-girlfriend ridiculed me, and then attempted to "win me back". The worst dreams I have had in the last 9 months are when my ex tries to win me back, immediately elevating these dreams to nightmare standards. Fuck, maybe I have just been thinking about Sartre too much recently.
In other news of unfortunate slumber: I do not own curtains. This has become irritating to a good handful of people...but for some reason I like it. I don't even have curtains in my bedroom which leads to two major problems; a) people can see whatever is happening in my bedroom from the building across from mine. And b) as soon as the sun comes up my bedroom is super super bright. The other day, I nailed a very heavy wool sheet up in my bedroom window. It is now pitch black in my room 24 hours a day. This in combination with the remarkable silence of my house (considering my upstairs neighbors have slipped into drug induced comas), my bedroom is now a tomb. I quickly coined the phrase "Lazarus Chamber" to describe my bedroom...but I feel that that is an inaccurate name, for if my bedroom does anything...it sucks energy out of you. ( I spent a good 10 minutes looking for a decent link for "Lazarus Chamber" but have come up empty handed. If you do in fact get this reference, I owe you a cookie. Though in my searches I did run across this amazing image. I hope Becky is laughing somewhere because of this)
I have realized over the last few days that I am incapable of making a mix cd if it isn't about being pathetically lonely or breaking up with someone / being broken up with. I am beginning to find this extremely irritating.
Did I meet a girl? I think I might have...but maybe not. Who knows anymore? I hope I did, but I probably didn't. Though I must say I haven't even considered thinking "have I met a girl?" in an incredibly long time. I am over-analyzing this. I am freaking out. I can not pronounce French words. I am an idiot.
Due to my new-found Mac technical savvy and a good handful of chance, I was given about 30 gigs of music last night. A good chunk of which I have never heard of....and considering my oh so modest musical knowledge, I am pretty impressed. There is something to be said for someone who includes Vietnamese covers of Johnny Cash songs in their music collection. As well as a Bill Callahan album I have never even heard of. Life just got a little better.
I have been having an increasing number of nightmares recently. The most recent addition being a dream in which I was locked in a bar while my ex-girlfriend ridiculed me, and then attempted to "win me back". The worst dreams I have had in the last 9 months are when my ex tries to win me back, immediately elevating these dreams to nightmare standards. Fuck, maybe I have just been thinking about Sartre too much recently.
In other news of unfortunate slumber: I do not own curtains. This has become irritating to a good handful of people...but for some reason I like it. I don't even have curtains in my bedroom which leads to two major problems; a) people can see whatever is happening in my bedroom from the building across from mine. And b) as soon as the sun comes up my bedroom is super super bright. The other day, I nailed a very heavy wool sheet up in my bedroom window. It is now pitch black in my room 24 hours a day. This in combination with the remarkable silence of my house (considering my upstairs neighbors have slipped into drug induced comas), my bedroom is now a tomb. I quickly coined the phrase "Lazarus Chamber" to describe my bedroom...but I feel that that is an inaccurate name, for if my bedroom does anything...it sucks energy out of you. ( I spent a good 10 minutes looking for a decent link for "Lazarus Chamber" but have come up empty handed. If you do in fact get this reference, I owe you a cookie. Though in my searches I did run across this amazing image. I hope Becky is laughing somewhere because of this)
I have realized over the last few days that I am incapable of making a mix cd if it isn't about being pathetically lonely or breaking up with someone / being broken up with. I am beginning to find this extremely irritating.
Did I meet a girl? I think I might have...but maybe not. Who knows anymore? I hope I did, but I probably didn't. Though I must say I haven't even considered thinking "have I met a girl?" in an incredibly long time. I am over-analyzing this. I am freaking out. I can not pronounce French words. I am an idiot.
posted by matthew at 11:38 AM
7 Comments:
You owe me a cookie! ;) I loved those episodes as a kid, even if they did short-change Gambit in them...
the cure for the break up/pathetically lonely mix cd is this:
a) the road trip soundtrack. pick the music to go with your favorite road/car either real or imagined
b) pick a theme, anything can be your theme, a color, only songs/artists/albums that share a common atribute (numbers is a good one, 311, 1999, 110 foot jesus and you see where this can go), and you will come up with some interesting things
c) best of X, a year, a time period that was meaningful for you. hell it could even be just a day that was better then most and again make a soundtrack that captures this feeling.
d) something for the gym/exercise that you listen to while you workout, this will make you fix the bad songs that you just like in a hurry
e) redo the soundtrack to a movie again getting creative and also not allowing yourself to fall into a hole, pick the movie at random--say this years oscar nominated movies
I love you daily adventures, today it was a curtain one :) keep it up!
Hey, love your stuff. it's really amazing.
I noticed you went to AIC and i'm goin up there to check it out spring break(im junior in highschool). And wondered about getting some feedback from someone who actually went there. it's wanna my top choices but i'm still iffy..
So it'd be cool if you'd drop me a note sometime, courtgcrews@aol.com
if you wanna :]
Love your work.
i've been having those trying-to-win-you-back dreams too. they keep changing. last night i had one where i was screaming at him, so he broke one of my left molars in half.
well, maybe this totally unrelated link will make you feel better. made me smile.
Making mix CDs that aren't about breaking up are super tough. A friend of mine was going through a tough time with her relationship so I was going to make a positive, feel-good mix for her. NOT POSSIBLE.
Every freaking song that I love was either overly depressing or about breaking up. I guess feelign lousy is what makes musicians produce all the good tunes.
That Mr. Sinister is amazing! The Jewel is crucial. This might be the only thing on par with it at the moment. The only thing better than Cable, Stryfe and
Sinister might be Apocalypse, with that harmonica lookin thing. And what do you know, there was a Lazarus Chamber in an Apocalypse story arc! See how that came full circle?
You're lucky with your upstairs neighbors, I think mine are constantly practicing for STOMP! the musical.
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