it's been a mellow week and now i'm looking forward to a mellow weekend. my place of work went out of business (lol) but i just accepted two part time positions and start at one of them tonight! yay. i don't have too much to say but i've been really digging the music my most recent set of moods has brought me to so i thought i'd share a lil playlist with whichever human actually reads this (whoever u r, thank u <3 ). the above video is from a local band that, at first listen, i wasn't in love with, but i'm so glad whatever mindset i had been in then changed because they are in fact amazing. chastity belt is playing a local christmas party that is only $3 entry, but you have to rsvp, so go do it! XOXO TGIF!!!!! playlist after the jump.
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Friday, November 20, 2015
mood music
it's been a mellow week and now i'm looking forward to a mellow weekend. my place of work went out of business (lol) but i just accepted two part time positions and start at one of them tonight! yay. i don't have too much to say but i've been really digging the music my most recent set of moods has brought me to so i thought i'd share a lil playlist with whichever human actually reads this (whoever u r, thank u <3 ). the above video is from a local band that, at first listen, i wasn't in love with, but i'm so glad whatever mindset i had been in then changed because they are in fact amazing. chastity belt is playing a local christmas party that is only $3 entry, but you have to rsvp, so go do it! XOXO TGIF!!!!! playlist after the jump.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Sunday, November 8, 2015
swim good
Essay
#3: Response to Poetry: Work
by
Maggie Gray | November 12, 2015
Since
the Industrial Revolution, Americans of all ages and social classes have become
“slaves to the clock.” Chad Walsh, Theodore Roethke, Paul Walker and Marsha
Major have written poems that evoke a sense of melancholy regarding the working
class American using similar techniques. These poems give their readers a
glimpse into the lives and thoughts of the American worker who, while
subscribing to the life society has structured for them, is not finding a
greater fulfillment in their craft but is passively wishing for something more
gratifying. Through phrase structure, creative adjective and verb use, colorful
(or a lack of colorful) imagery and rhythm, these poets create a sense of
incompleteness, repetitiveness, and wistful wonder of what may be in store for
any that can escape the daily routine of the masses. (More after the Jump)
Thursday, November 5, 2015
worth reading:
"i kissed a feminist once" / lily cigale
“I kissed a feminist once”,
he says, face flushed blotchy, something heavy resting on his shoulders
maybe
“I kissed a feminist once,”
and everybody laughs
“she was cold as ice,” he says
and he doesn’t mention how I turned
warm beneath his fingers,
heated up like embers
and reduced his bed to flame and ashes
“God was she mean,” he says
but he hasn’t forgotten the time
I told him to be kind to himself, to
purge the poison from his veins and
scrape the smoke from his lungs
“I love you I love you I love you”
I said,
“please love yourself too”
“I kissed a feminist once,”
he says, to loud guffaws,
an elbow in his side
and he doesn’t say “her lips
were the softest thing to ever brush
my collar bone”
he doesn’t say “she made playlists in my mind”
or “she covered me like a blanket”
or “her teeth on my earlobe ripped me open and scattered me across the sheets of her twin bed”
he doesn’t say “I loved that
storm of a girl,
I loved her heavy at 4 am, I loved
her like pennies
at the bottom of a fountain
like memorized freckles
I loved her like depth perception
like opposable thumbs
I loved her I loved her I loved her”
and instead he shrugs
that heavy thing off his shoulders
and shrugs the feel of my lips
off his chest and he says,
“she was a crazy bitch anyway”.
“I kissed a feminist once”,
he says, face flushed blotchy, something heavy resting on his shoulders
maybe
“I kissed a feminist once,”
and everybody laughs
“she was cold as ice,” he says
and he doesn’t mention how I turned
warm beneath his fingers,
heated up like embers
and reduced his bed to flame and ashes
“God was she mean,” he says
but he hasn’t forgotten the time
I told him to be kind to himself, to
purge the poison from his veins and
scrape the smoke from his lungs
“I love you I love you I love you”
I said,
“please love yourself too”
“I kissed a feminist once,”
he says, to loud guffaws,
an elbow in his side
and he doesn’t say “her lips
were the softest thing to ever brush
my collar bone”
he doesn’t say “she made playlists in my mind”
or “she covered me like a blanket”
or “her teeth on my earlobe ripped me open and scattered me across the sheets of her twin bed”
he doesn’t say “I loved that
storm of a girl,
I loved her heavy at 4 am, I loved
her like pennies
at the bottom of a fountain
like memorized freckles
I loved her like depth perception
like opposable thumbs
I loved her I loved her I loved her”
and instead he shrugs
that heavy thing off his shoulders
and shrugs the feel of my lips
off his chest and he says,
“she was a crazy bitch anyway”.
english 101
i am in an intro english class this semester with a lot of "running start" students. i'm not from washington, so i wasn't accustomed to this, but it's a slew of high school students getting college and high school credit at the community college i attend, so they're ahead of the curve by the time they reach graduation. it's a great idea and, quite honestly, i was a little weirded out at first and thought it would feel like i was in a class learning nothing (hello to my ego). quite the contrary, i love this class and i love these students. my teacher is a really kind and thoughtful poet. it's so interesting to interact with these teenagers and remember the places i've grown from with writing. my teacher has recommended me to tutor for the following term - something i've never been interested in but now have decided to pursue.
i'm gaining a perspective on high school i never had before - the view of an outsider looking in from a very close range - and in return, a lot of them have started to come to me for proofreading and advice. i feel as though i'm part of an extremely passive ethnography, watching the cliques sit together and remembering how my high school experience was just as segregated by stereotype. while the students segregate themselves in a conventional way, they are much more progressive than i remember the students in my high school experience being. it is the most amazing aspect of these students to notice; how the mindset on lgbt and non-gender-conforming individuals has progressed. as a high school student, this was not even a conversation. i recall a very narrow and restricting binary that seemed inescapable for many. in this class, i hear people being respectful of pronouns and viewing each other in terms of an all-encompassing "we're really all just equal human beings existing in this world" perspective.
not many people would expect to hear that, during my time living in utah, i gained a more progressive and thoughtful understanding of my fellow humans that i had yet to encounter prior to my move. the people i met in utah are all incredible, amazing people that answered all my questions and helped me get a little closer to removing my ignorance. ignorance is not our world's biggest problem, but resistance to ignorance. ask questions, get answers, listen.
* shouts to all my utahns that helped me learn and grow. i miss you and i love you. *
i'm gaining a perspective on high school i never had before - the view of an outsider looking in from a very close range - and in return, a lot of them have started to come to me for proofreading and advice. i feel as though i'm part of an extremely passive ethnography, watching the cliques sit together and remembering how my high school experience was just as segregated by stereotype. while the students segregate themselves in a conventional way, they are much more progressive than i remember the students in my high school experience being. it is the most amazing aspect of these students to notice; how the mindset on lgbt and non-gender-conforming individuals has progressed. as a high school student, this was not even a conversation. i recall a very narrow and restricting binary that seemed inescapable for many. in this class, i hear people being respectful of pronouns and viewing each other in terms of an all-encompassing "we're really all just equal human beings existing in this world" perspective.
not many people would expect to hear that, during my time living in utah, i gained a more progressive and thoughtful understanding of my fellow humans that i had yet to encounter prior to my move. the people i met in utah are all incredible, amazing people that answered all my questions and helped me get a little closer to removing my ignorance. ignorance is not our world's biggest problem, but resistance to ignorance. ask questions, get answers, listen.
* shouts to all my utahns that helped me learn and grow. i miss you and i love you. *
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
cut my lips
misha hollenbach
misha hollenbach
this isn't really my favorite type of genre but sometimes, when you find a gem, you show up late to class so you can listen to it a few more times while it's looping through your headphones.
Monday, November 2, 2015
october '15 recap
october was a whirlwind. some of my best friends came to visit this new city i'm acclimating to + i've gone through a broad range of emotion to get to (what i hope/think will be) a stable place moving forward. rikki + i treated our tastebuds at the some of the best spots around the city. by night, we all went a little too hard + had too much fun all week which led to a heavy come down but i'll be damned if i have any regrets about it. here are some top recommends from the places we stopped by:
revel - korean / asian fusion - this place was incredible at a very reasonable price. usually at a meal you might pick one outstanding item that you fell the most deeply in love with but we could not choose any one thing over another. TRY IT ALL.
manolin - seafood - the cocktails were to die for + the food was as delicious as it was aesthetically pleasing. their seafood is as hoped, spectacularly fresh.
revolver bar - bar - easily my favorite bar in seattle. great selection of beers, not too pricey + they spin vinyl all hours they're open. good vinyl, too.
cha cha lounge - dive bar - $1 beers on wednesdays. the best velvet painting collection i've ever seen. photobooth that takes cards. what more do you need to know?
lo-fi - venue - i'm not usually one for clubs or dancing, but, if it involves 90's hip-hop / r&b, i'm in. on saturday nights, this place delivers the best line-up of my favorite hits from my favorite decade for one of my favorite genres. this is also the venue i'm seeing boytoy at this coming thursday, so you know they have some killer bands that come through as well.
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