When I Fall in Love

AHA! I knew it wasn't Marilyn. It couldn't be. It's Sandra Dee!

No offense to Marilyn, but that recording sounded too much like a radio songstress than the breathy vocals we are used to.

It is funny though, that the people that be deemed "When I Fall in Love" to have been sung by Marilyn so much so that it is on her "Very Best Of" album. False! It is not her.

"Marilyn"

Sandra Dee:

Art Love

I picked up my pencil and sketchbook today. I drew and drew. I want to draw more tomorrow. I think I will.

Art Heartbreak

There isn't enough time to do all that I want to do in this life. In other words: I haven't had time to pick up a brush or a pencil in months. Which is devastatingly depressing. I want my art supplies back. I want to have the smell of turpentine overcome me, the scent of oils filling my nostrils, paint caking on my fingers, need to wash several times with that orange scrub in order to fully rinse off. I want to draw the random figures I see when I stare in a carpet long enough. I want to doodle scenes from life, capture moments in time. Pine pine, yearn yearn. My time is instead spent creating digitally. Which has its ups. But it has its downs. And one of those downs is that I can't hold or smell or touch what it is I am creating. So I'm knitting again. Because at least those materials are on this side of the country and I can feel and see what it is I am making.

I want to run away with nothing but a sketchbook and a case of pencils. I'll move to Paris and draw pedestrians. Sell my drawings for pennies. I would be happy.

I want to live in a world in which it is okay not to make money, to do nothing but art all day long, to cook delicious foods from one's own garden, and be completely and utterly content.


I'm not 25 today. Why do I feel like I'm having a quarter-life crisis?

Monty Trek

I know I saw this years ago, somehow, somewhere, shown to me by someone, but it shall never get old and will never fail to put a smile on my face:

Engine Heart

Oh, were it to stop
My tick tock, tick tock clock
Oh, were it to stop
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Sleep sleep sleep
Sleep

RAGGMOPP

S'wonderful!



M! I say M-O! M-O-P! M-O-P-P! Mop! M-O-P-P mop mop mop mop!

You're the Greatest #1 (Mirah @ the Bowery)

Mmmmm, Mirah. Unbelievably adorable is she. Norfolk & Western kicked off the evening, great sound, didn't see a Victrola, the band members played every instrument switching amongst themselves, some even played two at once (trumpet + piano!). Mirah chimed in for their last number, cute as a button of course. She sang a lot of songs from (a)spera, recognized a couple from my brief listen-through before the show. I wish I'd jotted down which songs she played, I listened to her so much before and after the concert I'm sure I'm mixing up what was really on her setlist. She played most of (a)spera, and a bunch of songs from C'mon Miracle ("You've Gone Away Enough," "Exactly Where We're From") and Advisory Committee ("Mount St Helens," "Light the Match," and "The Garden"). "Light the Match" was wonderfully burlesque-ish, red lit stage, what a performer she is! She encored with a song (that I cannot remember either) that melded into "The Garden," much to my delight. She was sublime, acknowledged the audience, cute and bubbly, modest "thanks," and had Norfolk & Western join her towards the end of her set as well. Marvelous performances. Her voice is spectacular. Exudes such warmth.

Mason Jennings @ MHoW

If there was an over-arching theme to tonight's concert I would say stand-up-for-your-rights-angry-love. Love mostly. Even the songs protesting the war and the previous president were really about love. And the angry ones had love within them too. He encored with "Ballad for my One True Love," cracked on the same note twice, laughed at himself, v cute. No "Nothing," nor "I Love You and Buddha Too," but "Big Sur," "Your New Man," and "Duluth" made up for it. His new songs were great, went over really well with the crowd, opened with "Pittsburgh" and "The Field" (accompanied by a shout from the audience: 'that's the best song ever!'). Closed with "Blood of Man" before the encore. A wonderfully cathartic evening.

Sometimes I remember

I had a weird dream last night. Something about a great white shark living under my bed, but I had another great white shark (or some other such massive carnivorous fish) that I could use to protect me, but I used it like a hand puppet. Then I think I managed to lock the Bad Great White downstairs, and we were just careful about opening doors, but then suddenly we couldn't find Mayana and I didn't care that I couldn't find Max and Mo (hmm), but then she came running over, totally safe. But the shark was still out there, hidden, waiting. And then my alarm went off.

Waters of Mars

Lindsay Duncan on the new Dr Who special? Hell yeah! I'm pumped for November.

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