Playlist — May 2017

A lot of things are having their lasts, and a lot are having their firsts.

In two days I have my last Garage Music News meeting, where I’ve been writing for the past two years. Being there has made me a better writer, a better friend, a better listener and collaborator and worker. There I’ve made friends like I’ve never imagined, people who inspire me every minute and help me grow and change.

Yesterday I came out to my family. I start my new life with a new name I thought long and hard about that feels more like me than anything ever has. It’s both nerve-wracking and relieving to not have to worry about who I’m being when, and I don’t know what life like this will be but I hope it’s just as good.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I bought seven books the other day and have to read them all before I move.

Familiar Quotations No. 3

What do I believe?

In the private life
In holding up culture
In music, Shakespeare, old buildings

What do I enjoy?

Music
Being in love
Children
Sleeping
Meat

My faults

Never on time
Lying, talking too much
Laziness
No volition for refusal

— Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963, Susan Sontag

Playlist — February 2017

This being a leap year made February a little more and less bearable—less in that it meant one more day to suffer through, more in that I didn’t have to limit myself as much on sheer song count here.

This playlist is devoid of love songs (aside from “Lovesong” itself, but that’s meant to be ironic) on purpose, although it does happen to contain one of the most romantic songs known to man, “John My Beloved” by Sufjan Stevens. It also has “Tubthumping” but that’s because of this hysterical video.

And Behold!

Your babiest EJ and I started a new blog! Check it.

A Series of Little Things

People of the internet rejoice! There’s a new aimless blog on the block. We’re EJ and EJ and we’re here to write about what we want when we want in the hopes that you want to read it too. Film, music, all things queer and/or nerdy—it’ll be here.

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— EJ & EJ

For the great doesn’t happen through impulse alone, and is a series of little things that are brought together. Vincent Van Gogh

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Familiar Quotations No. 1

ANTIGONE: The fields were wet. They were waiting for something to happen. The whole world was breathless, waiting. I can’t tell you what a roaring noise I seemed to make alone on the road. It bothered me that whatever was waiting, wasn’t waiting for me.

— Antigone, Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere)