Still yet to come

As busy as I want to be and doing everything that I need to be doing.

A switch clicked on this Saturday.  More and more of my time is being re-allocated to rehearsal and dance purposes, yet I feel like I have more free time than I did before I threw myself into the dance world.  Somehow I'm more efficient with my schoolwork than I've been in a long, long time.  My appetite is healthier.  I'm sleeping better.

You just do what you love, and #%$@ the rest.

Red shoes, red stag

12-8:30.  Dance.  IcyHot at the ready!

V-day

Today was a big day.  My best friend started a new blog and it's pretty sweet, so you should definitely check it out.  Nao.  Check it out nao.

On a similarly positive note, I aced the Fosse piece audition and I have been offered a spot in the cast!  Awesometime.  I'm still waiting for results regarding my audition for The Vagina Monologues; I'll keep y'all posted.

the ones who are mad to live

On the Road.  Jack Kerouac.  Dang.

Getting back into the swing of things feels good.  I like the familiar sounds of excited screaming and muffled bass outside my dorm room window.  I like getting delicious delicious coffee at the Pit Stop Cafe.  I like the smell of the library.  I like seeing all of the people I missed far too much through the break.  I like playing Beatles Rock Band like it's going out of style.

Because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

I'm home, darling

CMC.  Just as I remembered you.  Oh how I've missed this place.

My literature professor may be one of the most interesting people I've met.  If nothing else, that class will be an experience.  At best, it will be mind-blowing.

Let me hear your balalakas ringing out

I'm back in California, where I belong.  About time.  So come and keep your comrade warm!

Right in the face

Still getting snow!  The Lovecraftian Monster continues to serve me well.  He's coming up to Claremont with me!  Time to figure out how to store a snowboard bag....

As much fun as I'm having in Utah, I feel like I've been counting down the minutes until I get off the shuttle from Ontario.  There are too many things about CMC that I missed.

On a very happy note, the dance festival in Long Beach is absolutely a go!  Apparently I'm the first CMC student to be involved in the event.  Reppin' like a boss.  Reppin' right in your face.

One more day on the mountain.  Riders gonna ride, mormons gonna morm.

Don't waste your time or time will waste you

Who else saw that brilliant 102 yard touchdown run by Eric Weems?  FALCONS!  <---this is far too much enthusiasm.  I only lived in Atlanta for a few years.

What.

A funny thing happened on the way

As of this afternoon, I've officially thrown my hat into the ring and applied to be a writer for the Forum.  Wish me luck, fellow humanoids.

I am tired.  I am very tired.  I took a ballet class for the first time in approximately a month and I was either lucky enough or unlucky enough to take it from the a$$-kicking Latvian teacher whom I've grown to know and love over the past five or six years.  Soreness is likely to ensue.

Definitely, definitely worth it.

His dark materials

Who remembers that series?  :D

I get to test drive my new purple tie-dye ski coat in less than 3 days!  Excited to start putting together a mountain playlist (even though I can still only wear one earbud).

New update: I've been asked to perform in a senior dance piece next semester and my answer to that proposition is a resounding yes.  It's being performed at a dance festival in Long Beach.  Exposure!  :)

More on this to come, dudeasaurs.

My babel

First: LISTEN TO THIS SONG AND ACQUIRE IMMEDIATELY.




Secondly, lineup leaked?  Arcade Fire, Daft Punk, and Interpol as headliners?  OH JOYOUS DAY!   Please...will the lies never end?

Why do you tease me with hope?

Yeah, it's not real, I'm dumb for getting excited.  Thankfully, a helpful reader pointed me to another leaked lineup, and I've gotta say, this one looks pretty legit.

I love the bands with dudes who have beards!

Patience, my pretties!

Cabin fever

I cannot tell a lie...I'm ready to go back.  Or go somewhere else.  Mainly, I'm tired of so much relaxing.  The weekend trip to Utah should provide a nice reprieve.  Snowbird's still getting snow!

Also, Interpol rumored to play Coachella this year.  Psyched.

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Do it.

The devil makes us sick

I got stabbed in the ear with a needle and then inserted a piece of surgical steel into the fresh wound.  This morning it feels a bit sore, but fine and healthy and lovely all the same.

I'd like to take this opportunity now to shove some more of my taste in music down your throat.  Today's special focus is on Death in Vegas.

WHO: Richard "Fearless" Maguire and Tim Holmes

WHAT: Electro-rock, psychedelic, triphop and industrial influences

WHEN: 1994-present.  Hopefully still at it!

WHERE: United Kingdom

WHY: Why?  Maybe it's because they're the perfect addition to your playlist already comprising of Massive Attack and other electro-triphop big names.  Maybe it's because you hear new layers every time you come back to a song.  Maybe it's because somehow, no matter what you're doing at the moment, Death in Vegas will inexplicably always fit whatever mood you need.  A lot of the discography is subtler and more inquisitive than a lot of the electronic music on the market; probably no dance parties born out of mad Death in Vegas binges (unless you take some time to cull your few high energy favorites).  That doesn't mean you'll get bored of it.  There's enough in each song to be able to focus on something different every time you listen.  Death in Vegas doesn't force you to invest yourself in the music, but you keep your energy up anyway, simply because you want to.

My personal favorites?  "Dirge" from The Contino Sessions album and "Anita Berber" from Satan's Circus.





Go out and find some music!

PS: Fun fact - Dead Elvis was the original name of the band before the Elvis Presley estate threatened legal action.

Portivegas Attack

So much delicious music.  Particularly delicious this evening: 'Babel' and 'Angel', both by Massive Attack.  Trip-hop is yummy.

It's the end of my first real week at home, and I say bravo bravo bravo to the 858/619/760 for once again proving to me that it really is better in California.  The girls are prettier, the acai bowls (and the girls, for that matter) are more lip-lickable, the grass grows greener and the 101 remains a happy, happy place.

One of my favorite high school teachers told me that the best part of the job was seeing her former students return to the old home base having made new impacts on the institutions of love and life.  I sat with her in my old English classroom for almost 45 minutes going over everything you'd expect a teacher and a former student to go over.  The requisite questions about my classes and whether I was dancing in college, the necessary LJCDS updates and comments on how so many of my old teachers are so happy to have had both me and my brother in a class.  And then we started talking for real.

Her favorite part of being a teacher is seeing former students after they've been released into the wild, and I think my favorite part of being a student is coming back to former teachers with the knowledge that both they and I have stories to tell, either stories regarding new events or stories regarding old events that couldn't have been discussed under the old teacher-student formality.  It's like we're actual, real live people with real things to say.

I remember when

Keep your old love letters.  Do one thing that scares you every day.  Your choices are half chance.  So are everybody else's.  Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it.  Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.  Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

And trust me on the sunscreen.

I'd like to believe it was all about love for a child

Thank you to the wonderful friend who gave this to me months ago :)

It is the 5th of January this morning, and I'm happy to say that the sun is barely starting to peek over the fences in the yard.  Still chilly with a brisk ocean wind, but with a sort of optimistic clarity that hints at warm, sunny times ahead.  The headlines make you wanna cry, but somehow we're still happy all the same.

Ring it in

Well done, everyone!  We made it!  Fantastic job, my lovelies.
Now go break some resolutions!