Interpol ‘NYC’ live, because I like it enough to put up with Vevo’s advertising bullshit in order to post it. Perfect timing, hearing it on the drive back from the wettest, coldest torrential downpour I’ve ever known in that city.
Flipped open to this at the front of a book.
While I appreciate the thought… Uh, what? No!
Those Swedes have it figured out.
Roddy Woomble ‘Listen to Keep,’ a rather snazzy bit of music and touring from his rather nifty site: http://www.roddywoomble.com/
I miss home.
And if I admit I don’t know, it’s a pretty big thing. I was one kind of poly(amorous), and now I might be a different kind altogether - the kind of a fiercely territorial, fiercely sensitive and selective woman who can’t abide wasting her time anymore, and who can’t take the overwhelm of insensitive people and places. I’ve never been all that frivolous, so why would I think I could love frivolously or casually? There are few places I belong, and few people around whom as well.
Little Green Cars ‘My Love Took Me Down To The River (To Silence Me)’ live on KEXP, because driving home with this turned up in the darkness felt absolutely delicious. The lyrics cover far too many of my past love affairs.
I must admit I have to be pretty pissed to stick my neck out and become very vocal about something. Now don’t get me wrong, I have many strong opinions, but I usually keep them to myself unless I a…
Regular guy speaks out in support of sex workers’ rights. Thanks to Annie Sprinkle for posting about this. Brilliant stuff, and well worth the consideration of a read.
Book designer, artist, maker of stained glass. People do this stuff. I’ve spent years battling the voices of other people and several inside my head that say that what I want to do can’t be done. I just want to cut through the crap and get back to something beautiful. And this is, in fact, possible to do. Her designs are marvelous.
I painted some rooftops of Paris to post to someone.
Lily Wood And The Prick ‘Where I Want To Be (California),’ because I could do with never going back, and because this is shockingly good.
The gloves, the stockings, and that delicious blood-red satin dress…
