1 year ago today.
My overnight in Hong Kong on the way to Saigon.
On the fast train. Video-recording reflection in train window. Harbors, British automated voices, overwhelming industry, polite Chinese gentlemen and this song:2.15.2011
2.08.2011
10.03.2010
NYC, before I really forget... (2010
don't know where I'll be for the next while...so this captures my last excursion to New York, post-Korea.
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Daft Punk "Da Funk"
Nouveaunoise "Japan"
Gilles Peterson "Why Can't There Be Love"
Prefuse 73 "Styles That Fade Away With a C"
Caribou "Bowls"
The Ruby Suns "Closet Astrologer"
Philip Glass "Channels and Winds"
Madvillain "Fancy Clown"
Daedelus "Succumbing To"
7.09.2010
Day 3: A song that reminds you of someone
SO. I'm going to bend the rules a little on this one and extend it to several songs that remind me of several certain someones.
**Please note I've excluded all those I'm in daily contact with: all you Korea ppl. That you are not on this list does not mean you are not worthy of being on it (quite the opposite.) Also, for those of you that are in the States and feel jipped for not being on here: we need to listen to more music together! I couldn't think of a song for you...
Also, I really could just be talking to myself at this point. Not sure of who really reads this thing. Except for you Brandon-- you comment on everything!
You know who you are.
You will forever be the closest person to me. Even when we are squabbling about knitting needles in the Old Lady's Home for Frisky Feminists we'll be living in...even then.
You know who you are.
<3
You know who you are.
Dive bar. Homo hill. The early days in Seoul. Dancing to this.
Spacious 2. Video projector on white quilt. Christmas. Sugar plums, sickly sweet wine and asian dust. Dancing to this.
Kingston, Ontario. Winter reunion in the western world. Hopefully dancing to this. ; )
You know who you are.
I'm sorry.
You know who you are.
Do you remember that Rasberry Beret album I got you? Well...just listened to that song again-- and that is a bad song. Seriously.
Can you still do the Prince falsetto? Cos I remember it being pretty spot-on. I hope you're keeping it up.
You are still the *only* person that's visited me in every locale I've lived in! If anything, I'm glad I've given you the excuse to travel-- though it will take many years before I even half-way catch up to all the places you've been. Something to aspire to...
You know who you are.
And for the final time, she was *not* flirting with you.
Still the wittiest person I know. Also, cannot wait to see the new stacks of books in your apt. and the new disparaging comments about absolutely everyone... ; )
You know who you are.
Not the exact version, but good enough.
I will forever be indebted to you and your apartment for helping me to finish my first script. And indebted for helping me through some tough times in New York.
Can't wait to go to Tom's again!
You know who you are.
I know you're a Steve Earle die-hard, but...somehow it's always Townes that reminds me of you.
I met you on my first *ever* night in NYC.
Aside from the big names that pass through, you are quite possibly my favorite comedian in New York. Seriously.
Also, you introduced me to the other Mr. J -- and even though he's a huge (huge) dork, he's one of my few film counterparts in the city. We must get g&t's in September at La Negrita-- or I guess some snobby hipster bar now that you're in fancy Brooklyn.
You know who you are.
While we haven't listened to this album together yet, you must be as in love with it as I am, considering you're the biggest Albarn fan around (aside from Ms. J, of course).
You might also have the biggest (bleeding) heart of anyone I know. ; ) I am continually inspired by your mere day-to-today and cannot *wait* to visit all those weird (but of course, enlightening and awesome) one-off events we go to.
Til then...
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**Please note I've excluded all those I'm in daily contact with: all you Korea ppl. That you are not on this list does not mean you are not worthy of being on it (quite the opposite.) Also, for those of you that are in the States and feel jipped for not being on here: we need to listen to more music together! I couldn't think of a song for you...
Also, I really could just be talking to myself at this point. Not sure of who really reads this thing. Except for you Brandon-- you comment on everything!
You know who you are.
You will forever be the closest person to me. Even when we are squabbling about knitting needles in the Old Lady's Home for Frisky Feminists we'll be living in...even then.
You know who you are.
<3
You know who you are.
Dive bar. Homo hill. The early days in Seoul. Dancing to this.
Spacious 2. Video projector on white quilt. Christmas. Sugar plums, sickly sweet wine and asian dust. Dancing to this.
Kingston, Ontario. Winter reunion in the western world. Hopefully dancing to this. ; )
You know who you are.
I'm sorry.
You know who you are.
Do you remember that Rasberry Beret album I got you? Well...just listened to that song again-- and that is a bad song. Seriously.
Can you still do the Prince falsetto? Cos I remember it being pretty spot-on. I hope you're keeping it up.
You are still the *only* person that's visited me in every locale I've lived in! If anything, I'm glad I've given you the excuse to travel-- though it will take many years before I even half-way catch up to all the places you've been. Something to aspire to...
You know who you are.
And for the final time, she was *not* flirting with you.
Still the wittiest person I know. Also, cannot wait to see the new stacks of books in your apt. and the new disparaging comments about absolutely everyone... ; )
You know who you are.
Not the exact version, but good enough.
I will forever be indebted to you and your apartment for helping me to finish my first script. And indebted for helping me through some tough times in New York.
Can't wait to go to Tom's again!
You know who you are.
I know you're a Steve Earle die-hard, but...somehow it's always Townes that reminds me of you.
I met you on my first *ever* night in NYC.
Aside from the big names that pass through, you are quite possibly my favorite comedian in New York. Seriously.
Also, you introduced me to the other Mr. J -- and even though he's a huge (huge) dork, he's one of my few film counterparts in the city. We must get g&t's in September at La Negrita-- or I guess some snobby hipster bar now that you're in fancy Brooklyn.
You know who you are.
While we haven't listened to this album together yet, you must be as in love with it as I am, considering you're the biggest Albarn fan around (aside from Ms. J, of course).
You might also have the biggest (bleeding) heart of anyone I know. ; ) I am continually inspired by your mere day-to-today and cannot *wait* to visit all those weird (but of course, enlightening and awesome) one-off events we go to.
Til then...
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7.07.2010
A song that makes me sad
I wish I had some gutting words to prop this post up a bit...but I'm feeling rather wordless at the moment.
Suffice it to say, this song really does make me sad...
7.01.2010
Day 1: A Song That Makes Me Happy
I remember walking around Harlem late last June, aghast at the heaviness in the air-- as if it was the second coming of JFK's assassination. The news of Michael Jackson's death had spread earlier in the day and already the scaffolding around The Apollo was covered with in memoriam posters of the great, newly deceased, MJ.
A couple days later on my way home from work, I was coming up on the 125th street stop and was pretty sure I was witnessing a resurrected MJ dancing to "Bad" on the platform. Present: red leather jacket, the one silver glove, fresh white socks, shiny black shoes, aviator glasses... I figured out it wasn't really him after he tipped his glasses and winked after I dropped a dollar into the hat next to him (though, as I remember, MJ was pretty well off and more or less agoraphobic, so those were clues as well).
West Harlem that day was a glittering spectacle of all things Michael Jackson. Rollicking masses of people moving past booth after booth of MJ paraphenalia: t-shirts, jewelry, pictures, posters, dvds, cds, fake tattoos... And then there was the Wailing Wall.
Rather, shoddy white paper slapped onto the scaffolding and corkboard walls surrounding The Apollo where people could leave their last words to the late and great.
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Went to an MJ dance party this past weekend in Seoul. Along with the obvious choices of songs like "Thriller" , "Beat It" and "Rock With Me" -- they also played some Jackson 5, which was a particular treat, having not actively listened to them in quite some time. And it made me happy.
And so-- Day 1: A Song That Makes You Happy: The Jackson 5: "I Want You Back"
25 days o' music.
So in the hopes of being a bit more regular with this blog -- I'll be doing my best to keep up with the below 30 days of music list (which I found on this awesome guy's music blog.) Except I'll be cutting out all days with 'favorite' in the title as there's no way I can choose my favorite anything. It will be 25 days in that case.
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day 01 – your favorite song
day 02 – your least favorite song
day 03 – a song that makes you happy
day 04 – a song that makes you sad
day 05 – a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 – a song that reminds of you of somewhere
day 07 – a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 – a song that you know all the words to
day 09 – a song that you can dance to
day 10 – a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 – a song from your favorite band
day 12 – a song from a band you hate
day 13 – a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 – a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 – a song that describes you
day 16 – a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 – a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 – a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 – a song from your favorite album
day 20 – a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 – a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 – a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 – a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 – a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 – a song that makes you laugh
day 26 – a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 – a song that you wish you could play
day 28 – a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 – a song from your childhood
day 30 – your favorite song at this time last year
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day 01 – your favorite song
day 02 – your least favorite song
day 03 – a song that makes you happy
day 04 – a song that makes you sad
day 05 – a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 – a song that reminds of you of somewhere
day 07 – a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 – a song that you know all the words to
day 09 – a song that you can dance to
day 10 – a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 – a song from your favorite band
day 12 – a song from a band you hate
day 13 – a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 – a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 – a song that describes you
day 16 – a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 – a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 – a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 – a song from your favorite album
day 20 – a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 – a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 – a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 – a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 – a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 – a song that makes you laugh
day 26 – a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 – a song that you wish you could play
day 28 – a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 – a song from your childhood
day 30 – your favorite song at this time last year
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