For some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. You’ll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you. Worse, you’ll realize it’s always been shifting, like a shimmer of sorts, a vast shimmer, only dark like a room. But you won’t understand why or how.
— House of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski
June took all of two seconds. Between getting affairs in order for university (Single room! No roommate! All my first choice classes! Shakespeare! On! Film!) and the void of everyone else working while I have nothing much to do (that is, other than watching Nothing Much To Do again), I feel like this month has barely even been an entire week.
The worst part of summer is by far only beginning—that’s right, picnics and fireworks and all things in the hot outdoors. Pride was certainly the beginning of that, and I don’t think I’ll ever truly get over the feeling of guilt over not going to the parade. I just really hate crowds and sweating a lot. Also I faint easily. I always have. It sucks. Whatever.
New releases wise, Bleacher’s second album kicked my ass, which I love, and Lorde’s second album failed to reach me, which I deeply despise. I’m making an effort to listen to more kickass female musicians, starting here with Mitski, Alvvays, and Daddy Issues, whose three songs on here I absolutely lose my mind to every time I even think about them. I’m also rediscovering artists in the vein of Candypants and The Dollyrots, which are equally kickass and just the kind of energetic music I really need right now.
Here’s to July being worse. Who knows what I’ll do in August in the DC humidity. Die, probably. Stay inside as often as possible, definitely. I do still have to read all those books.
(This month I also made a Last.fm account, which I think will probably show a very differently monthly listening habit than these more curated playlists, so check that out here.)
Continue reading Playlist — June 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 and person. 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.
Continue reading Playlist — May 2017
April is the cruelest month, although not so much this year. Here I started really getting in a rut musically, because really, who needs anything more than Sufjan Stevens, Car Seat Headrest, Simon & Garfunkel, and The Mountain Goats?
Well, it turns out, I do, and the next month’s playlist is an attempt to rectify that. But for now, I accidentally put “Butchie’s Tune” in two different months.
Continue reading Playlist — April 2017
What do I believe?
In the private life
In holding up culture
In music, Shakespeare, old buildings
What do I enjoy?
Being in love
Never on time
Lying, talking too much
No volition for refusal
— Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963, Susan Sontag