Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Power I Afford You is the One I Wish I Had Over You

I Summon You

Iman was once asked to recall the most romantic thing her husband (David Bowie) had ever done for her. "He paid construction workers to scale the nine floors of the next-door building," she said, "and have them graffiti DB ♥ I on the wall opposite our bedroom in four-foot letters."

Friday, January 30, 2009

Simple Song Associations

  • Cat Power-Metal Heart: When Dad put his midlife crisis screaming leather jacket over my shoulders as we waited in line for the show.
  • The National-Fake Empire: Bikini clad, laying on dirty concrete holding hands with Molly and Abby at Lolla.
  • Tokyo Police Club-Juno: Taking my first road trip by myself.
  • David Byrne-This Must be the Place: My entire Wesleyan career, more specifically mudsliding in our underwear, then passing it on Iszy's floor.
  • Jeff Tweedy-I am Trying to Break Your Heart: The first time Ben traced "I love you" on my back with his fingers.
  • A Tribe Called Quest-Can I Kick it?: Saying goodbye to Paul.
  • Uffie-Pop the Glock: Douglas stripping on the streets of Pasadena.
  • Nina Nastasia-Jim's Room: Crying on my futon (winter 2008) with Natalie Selzer as my soundboard.

Highlight of My Day:

“The movie is going to happen this year, and Michael Cera is on board. Trust me.”

Thursday, January 29, 2009

My Favorites by Nan Goldin

29109

"Someday the light will shine like a sun through my skin and they will say: 'What have you done with your life?' And even though there are many moments I think I will remember, in the end I will be proud to say, I was one of us."

Phoebe, You Asked for More Writing:

Let's have a party
No one else can come
We'll ignore the strangers
Crooning at the door
Saying "let us in
We brought ourselves"
Because they aren't as interesting
As us recounting the booze
That we bought to celebrate
Another year of not getting cancer
We'll keep the prize money
Use it to buy free cable
And ignore all the people
That want to distract
Me
From
You
And the television.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

How to Breathe Underwater

Well that is that and this is this, Erika.

Home, Pt III

Brick (2005)

Gets better every time.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Hemingway, Thank You for Your Perfect Words

"Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others. It has only happened to me like that once."

Most Romantic Song in the History of the Universe

The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack: Liars

Tommy and Alex Could be Ryan McGinley Models

Just a thought.

Monday, January 26, 2009

The Sad Truth

My highest paying job thus far has been modeling for American Apparel. I need to get some dolla dolla bills this summer. Why does this seem like the most difficult task in the world? Fuck the recession. Maybe I can get paid $10,000 for singing in a McDonalds commercial like one of my best friends (your name will go unmentioned).

Maybe not. Oh to be eighteen and broke.

To Mom, With Love

Beirut - March of the Zapotec & RealPeople - Holland (2009)
Beirut is on the verge of releasing the new two EP package of March of the Zapotec and Holland, two sonically diverse discs that display the range of Zach Condon's varying musical styles. The first disc (Zapotec) was recorded in Oaxaca, Mexico with a 19-piece band. The second disc (Holland) is credited to Condon's other monikor Realpeople, an electronic counterpoint to Beirut. Holland also features an old Condon favorite, the beautiful and lush "Venice".
The double ep will be released February 17th, 2009 on Ba Da Bing Records.

Good Dick

Sunday, January 25, 2009

I Remember Wishing I Could Be Boiled Like Water and Made Pure Again

"To approach my situation with blatant honesty I must begin by saying the two things I know for certain: I am very lost at this point in my life, and I care about you all immensely."
If you were one of the eighteen who read the message I sent in November, congratulations, I am now in the process of filling a mason jar for you with things I love about you, things I wish for you in the future.
[Side note: picture is not of me, ha]
A temporary gift: Bon Iver: The Park (Feist Cover)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Friday, January 23, 2009

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Thom, Light of My Life, Fire of My Loins


  • Last night I saw Animal Collective with seven of my favorite people. The performance barely missed the spot for my number one show ever, almost beating out Radiohead this past summer at Lollapalooza.
  • Today is my Dad's birthday (love you, Papa).......and the season premiere of LOST. FREAK OUT. Then it's off to the first night of Bar Night '09.
  • Tomorrow I start two amazing classes--Physics for Future Presidents (wha?) and How Ethnomusicology Works. Then, back to work on the resume.
  • Friday is Jacob's birthday! Allie is coming to visit too which'll be great! Yayaya.
Until next time,

Monday, January 19, 2009

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Favorite Things Today

  • Ladies: Lys, Isz, Phoebs (pictured above)
  • Pastime: People watching in Costco
  • Food: Koala Bites (Chocolate)
  • Lolcat: Always
  • Painter: Michael Robert Norton
  • Dream: Learn to skateboard (Waltch? Schaaf?)
  • Song: Feed Me Jack
  • Website: This
  • Term: Hapytodysphoria

WWTA

10.16.09

Friday, January 16, 2009

Candy Says

According to UrbanDaddy, they have introduced the Absinthe Gummy Bear: 85% absinthe, with just a touch of gelatin and sugar added to keep things solid. Have them at Tailor, 525 Broome (between Thompson and Sullivan), NY. Good thing I'll be there all summer.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Metamorphosis One

There was a time today, approximately 3:06. I was driving on Ventura Blvd, all four windows down, Fleetwood Mac on the stereo. At the red light I thought of: Rachel Getting Married, my little brother, 86 vs 5 degree weather, how I can't roll a cigarette for shit, and Summer Heights High. Yes.

There was a man, at least thirty. He was driving a black Volvo, all four windows down, Philip Glass on the stereo. I felt him look over at me. I responded by turning my head in his direction, giving him some attention. He spoke. Told me he had seen me at the pharmacy and had decided to "follow." Asked me my name. "Shirin" I said, my eyes crinkling with confusion. He was handsome, hell, I wanted him to remember me. "Shirin" he repeated.

And then, this:
mamihlapinatapei. A word in Yagán, a language of Tierra del Fuego; describes "a meaningful look shared by two people expressing mutual unstated feelings." Green light. My nerves got the best of me as I pulled my windows up and sped towards the 101, aware that I would lose Mr. Philip Glass. The one in the Volvo.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Monday, January 12, 2009

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Friday, January 9, 2009

Weezy F. Baby

After seeing Lil' Wayne live, I find myself thinking quite a lot about him. A quick thought I shared with Parissa: if you open up Lil' Wayne, wouldn't it be nice to find a littler Wayne inside? And inside that, yet a smaller Wayne? Just a thought.

A Brief Note on Drugs

I have a penchant for most things anti-drug (indubitably). My d.a.r.e. shirt has worn to pieces, I love me some good PSA's, and I can give myself a pat on the back when I say that I have never not cried while watching an episode of Intervention (especially when the father's say "I love you"--got some daddy issues, no doubt). To palliate my desire for a) a message against, well, drugs and b) an older man in my life (excluding you, Jacob), I have turned to the always foxy as fuck Clint Eastwood.

Honorable mentions go to:
#1 Rachel Leigh Cook in this
#2 NSFW
#3 What Abby and I watched all junior year
#4 I liked the song in this so much, I converted it to .mp3 using listentoyoutube.com
Until next time,
Shirin