lost-style polar bear sighting in the lavender fields of provence. should i be concerned?
(Source: butterteam)
i don’t pretend to match goethe’s classic bildungsroman, but i had plenty of emotion when i was 14, the year Almost Here by The Academy Is… came out. the number of projects i did with this as my soundtrack are numberless. this song was and remains my favourite on the album, so much so i was often requested to sing it by my friends at summer camp.
“…and if i die in my sleep, are you still willing to be everything you promised you would be?”
oh, so emo.
Then, without any warning, we both straightened up, turned towards each other, and began to kiss. After that, it is difficult for me to speak of what happened. Such things have little to do with words, so little, in fact, that it seems almost pointless to try to express them. If anything, I would say that we were falling into each other, that we were falling so fast and so far that nothing could catch us. Again, I lapse into metaphor. But that is probably beside the point. For whether or not i can talk about it does not change the truth of what happened. The fact is, there never was such a kiss, and in all my life I doubt there can ever be such a kiss again.
– “The Locked Room”, book three of Paul Auster’s The New York Trilogy.(Source: http)
required learning-by-heart
while we’re on the subject of the evils of capitalization, here’s my favourite capital-free poem by my favourite capital-despising poet, e. e. cummings.
i carry your heart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
fun fact
i hate capitals.
i especially hate that the english language is supposed to capitalize “i”.
why should it be I and not You? Why I and not We?
i wonder if it would be possible to trace our culture’s rampant and destructive self-centeredness to this one grammatical idiosyncrasy. i have a wonderful feeling it is.
big sugar have been rocking this country intermittently for twenty years. how they are not our official musical group, i do not understand. i’ve never heard a big sugar song that didn’t make me nod ma head. after calling it quits in 2003, they got back together last year and played a show in chatham, which my mother, sister and i agree as being a) organized solely for the three of us and b) being the best concert in history. while playing this song, my raucous rocking out got the attention of Gordie Johnson, the frontman, who’s produced Joel Plaskett and who is pretty much responsible for the awesomeness that is The Trews’ first album, House of Ill Fame. i’ll be reminding him of all of these things when i appear on his doorstep with my demo in a year or so.
fugitive pieces by anne michaels.
i read this book on a tour bus driving through the north of italy. it’s beautifully written: michaels wrote only poetry before this novel, likely the reason for the beautiful metaphors and striking imagery. also contains a music librarian named alex who is fond of jazz clubs, wordplay and liberal philosophy. a cameo appearance from yours truly? ;)
here’s why you should click that little shaded arrow to the right. in early winter 2006, all of my friends decided xanga was the shit. this is a pristine cross-section of the person i was in grade ten, who i believe is the closest person to the person i’ve always tried to be.
must read: my profile. the link is right above the picture.
when i re-read this profile a few weeks ago, after leaving it for five years, my first thought was:
“i am exactly the same as i was then.”
surprisingly, i was thrilled.
About me
i enjoy many thingsand i hope you enjoy them too.
