One of my favorite ways to spend a lazy Sunday morning is in bed with Vincent Moon. Ok, he's actually a music video director and artist whom I'm mildly obsessed with, and this is one of his projects that is worth checking out. I can spend hours on this site, and have done just that this morning.
The Bowerbirds' performances are particularly soothing to me today.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Quote of the Day - A Perfect Ending
"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next."
-Gilda Radner
-Gilda Radner
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Quote of the Day - Loneliness
"When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings."
-Elizabeth Gilbert - Eat, Pray, Love
-Elizabeth Gilbert - Eat, Pray, Love
Monday, May 10, 2010
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Song of the Day - Florence + the Machine
I have a gender bias when it comes to music. Against my own gender.
It's no secret that I'm a rather huge music snob in general, but I tend to hastily judge a woman's music even more harshly than I do a man's. Not sure why that is. I'm sure there's some psychological explanation, but suffice to say, I tend to dig male artists in general more than females, save the occasional exception here and there.
The female artists I do gravitate towards tend to be the ones who know how to seriously belt it out - those who can simultaneously shake the rooftops and kick some ass (usually that of some foolish man who did them wrong, and probably while wearing stilettos). I love the powerful ones - those who display a fierceness about them, a fierceness that is of course complemented by a tender vulnerability they'll willingly expose once you've earned it. Maybe because that's the woman I want to be: the woman who will love you well and love you right - just don't take her for granted because you're most definitely gonna hear about it if you do.
This is why I love Florence Welch so. She does score bonus points for her kickass red hair, of course - but beyond that, her voice sends chills down my spine. She's not just holding the mic and going through the motions - she pours her heart and soul out, and dares you to take her or leave her. If I could sing, I'd want to be able to sing like that, with a voice that isn't pleading with you to accept her; but is rather declaring to the world, "I am woman; hear me roar."
This is my favorite song of Florence and the Machine's, and Florence is absolutely amazing in this particular performance at Glastonbury 2009. I simply can't get enough of this video.
It's no secret that I'm a rather huge music snob in general, but I tend to hastily judge a woman's music even more harshly than I do a man's. Not sure why that is. I'm sure there's some psychological explanation, but suffice to say, I tend to dig male artists in general more than females, save the occasional exception here and there.
The female artists I do gravitate towards tend to be the ones who know how to seriously belt it out - those who can simultaneously shake the rooftops and kick some ass (usually that of some foolish man who did them wrong, and probably while wearing stilettos). I love the powerful ones - those who display a fierceness about them, a fierceness that is of course complemented by a tender vulnerability they'll willingly expose once you've earned it. Maybe because that's the woman I want to be: the woman who will love you well and love you right - just don't take her for granted because you're most definitely gonna hear about it if you do.
This is why I love Florence Welch so. She does score bonus points for her kickass red hair, of course - but beyond that, her voice sends chills down my spine. She's not just holding the mic and going through the motions - she pours her heart and soul out, and dares you to take her or leave her. If I could sing, I'd want to be able to sing like that, with a voice that isn't pleading with you to accept her; but is rather declaring to the world, "I am woman; hear me roar."
This is my favorite song of Florence and the Machine's, and Florence is absolutely amazing in this particular performance at Glastonbury 2009. I simply can't get enough of this video.