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I miss you, livejournal. [Aug. 11th, 2009|12:17 pm]
 I'm back, in a few ways.  I think I'll take the time to update here more often... but I'm also thinking about moving the bulk of this over to blogspot, where I've been perusing lately.  It's also time I started sharing what I write, if I ever want to get any feedback... ever.   Tell me things.  
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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2009|10:01 pm]
I want to create
 
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awake [Mar. 16th, 2009|01:26 pm]
[Current Location |live in the room]
[Current Mood | tired]
[Current Music |birdies!]

 

well, I haven't updated in a while, and that hasn't really been to the lack of anything going on, just the need for a bit of movement beyond my current state of mind and into a little more clarity: hence, recovering, I guess you could say.  I've been better, that's for certain.  It's a little difficult to dive back into school, and then to lose more than just a week filled with freedom (can you say working every day until I literally found out that I was jobless?), and to lose according to my choice.  It's for the better, however, and I need to get out of these passive, contradictory days-- the weather is turning beautiful, and although I feel right, it's hard to believe so at the same time.  I'm trying not to mentally beat myself up, persay.

I went to see the Black Lips on Friday, with Courtney, Ryan (Chops), Steve and Ben Weissenborn.  Let me tell you, I've never felt so brutally beaten at a show!  Nor have I felt that a particular show was the reincarnation of my very first concert, all over again.  If I had to paraphrase, I guess that it would be the simultaneous magical, and intensely rockin' experience that made it rightfully so.  I don't have too much time to go through it all, but let's just say, battling a sweaty, rowdy crowd without a guardrail at the Magic Stick and being the dual maneuvers of the amp in front of us (Courtney and I) made for some very sore forearms the next day and some interesting affection from not only the lead singer, Jared Swilley, but Cole Alexander as well.  

So here I am, on a Monday morning?  afternoon? I feel as if Monday was yesterday; I've been awake and running half of the day.
Nursing my poor little beat up body from this weekend, which was all considerably worthwhile.  On the brink of some changes; getting used to some others.  I'd say I'm stumbling in the right direction.
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(no subject) [Mar. 13th, 2009|10:21 am]
 time beats so slow, whoa-oh, whoa-oh.
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Shane!!! [Mar. 4th, 2009|12:12 am]

I was first introduced to the Grand Rapids music scene sometime in the summer of 2007.  It was one of the hottest days of the summer, but there was good reason to forget about the heat.  Strangely enough, I ended finding great friendships much later on with some of these wonderful people who are two hours west on the mitten (and it turns out there were plenty of coincidental bypasses before), making lovely sounds for your eardrums.   Songs from that summer had stuck with me since-- there wasn't always much chance to find that music in hearing, aside from at the occasional house show.  

When I heard "Stamp Your Feet" for the very first time, I got that feeling that not everyone is lucky enough to be struck with very often-- not only immediate attraction to the musicality and definite intrigue by the poetic verses-- but a certain sincerity that the unique strain of his voice belts out lines, asserting that he does indeed believe that he can "eat the world," or the anthemic lines of "Stamp Your Feet" ("...I am made of stardust/and I like it...").  
I knew I didn't want to only hear that music, it was something that needed to be accessible in every way, to tear into and perhaps hold, and I certainly wasn't alone in my thinking so.  

So yes, two years later, Shane Tripp has released an online album!  It took a little while, but we all are ever grateful for the time, because everything about this album is to love.  Hard copies are supposed to be somewhere in the works, but for right now HERE is where you want to be clickin' and downloadin'.



"Eat the World," "Two Lonely Friends Who Need Each Other," and "I Am a Shareholder"
are songs that I want in my music library for life, just for a heads up on what will really make your ears and face smile.

(and before or after you download,  I recommend you go to his Myspace and give that a listen as well).
Happy ears, you will have.  Trust me.

(Image credit goes to Andy Howse)
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I am the father: this is my castle, these are my fists, the subjects of my kingdom are aware of~ [Mar. 1st, 2009|11:55 pm]
. . . . ...... . . . .

Building up, breaking up, breaking down, building a train of emotions.
I explained it best today: like a Venn Diagram, or a very prolonged outline of thoughts, a facetiously organized chain. Each one giving forth to the next.
I've made that connection when I finally came to the end of these stupid little emotional self-inflicted, self-accusing tirades. although I'm looking forward to when I can stop labeling them as "stupid," because really, I'm only human, and really, this time I don't want to say that "I'll be okay" or that I'm going to insist on some real kind of kind of silly reconstruction that my head and mind and self must undergo.

I have been damn lonely. I have been damn sick of this town, let me just tell you. So... it's just that when I leave it, I would like to leave my head as well. I can't insist on every place other than this one being the visual of perfection.... . . .. . . ..




More about the magic that I experienced on Thursday night later.
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question; [Feb. 24th, 2009|10:37 am]
[Current Location |school]
[Current Mood | headache!]
[Current Music |fingers on keys and phones ringing]




what makes you smile?

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--- [Feb. 21st, 2009|05:20 pm]




well I am quite the lunatic, didn't you know?

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(weak) [Feb. 1st, 2009|11:08 pm]
[Current Music |18 Years -- The Black Angels.]

Colder body on harder bed
sleeps soundly through the night, sleeps
waking upon awake
mind sloping down into the steps
that move forth in the day and back
to the sheets again waiting for the passing (week)
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faking a yawn [Jan. 9th, 2009|07:35 pm]
[Current Music |Welcome, Ghosts -- Explosions in the Sky]

Now I remember why I keep myself so busy. Today has been mostly something of a day that I've kept for myself, to myself. It's beyond cloudy or snowy outside, and I don't really intend to get out of the house, and it's exceptionally hard, with missing you (which I did immediately the second I was on the highway) and warmth, and nice mornings.

It started out nicely, no alarm, toasty, pleasant, caffeinated. Today was a day to tie up a lot of loose ends, to get over to school for the first time this year, to fill out paperwork and buy overpriced books, la de dah. But of course, I get the inevitable argument with my dad to fill the space, bring me to unnecessary tears, feeling like a dolt. I had missed my family, but the more I come home after being gone, the more I feel detached, the more I feel as if my room should have a price tag for rent. It's hard, holing yourself up in your room. The longer you escape, the more clarity befalls you-- and the harder it is, to feel any kind of comfort from the tie you may have severed.

I've been doing a good amount of reading lately, too...

In Cold Blood by Truman Capote, Life of Pi by Yann Martel, Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski, In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by Kim Cooper (33 1/3 series), Blankets by Craig Thompson, and I'm somehow in the middle of Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs, Ethan Frome by Edith Warton, The Doors of Perception by Aldous Huxley and (always) Ariel by Sylvia Plath simultaneously.

I don't know. It's been chaotic, in ways. I don't want to suffer this cold anymore, these turbulent culminations that fly straight from these oppressing winter storms. I don't want to sink into depression this winter, and I don't think that I'm going to be--

and haven't I said that every winter? I think that I've become stronger in 5,000 ways, but wintertime, how persistent are you?

stay warm.
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