having emerged from the bell jar today, i’m able to speak again.

so let’s talk about a record i listened to on repeat the other day, all day…

My Latest Novel -  Deaths and Entrances

death and entrances, the new album by my latest novel, is a wonderful offering from the six-piece band from greenock, scotland. the band shows significant growth and maturity on their second album. lush, steady crescendos, varied instrumental and vocal counterpoint and harmonies… at times sparse, showcasing muscianship and poetic lyrics… other times, a very full, but never overwhelming, sound with a chorus of singers.

mmm… through and through. the lack of any mis-steps are a testament to the meticulous planning and keen ears of the band.

go. buy it. NOW!

on a semi-side note, i saw them at bush hall on monday and ooo – how chris deveney’s voice makes me weak at the knees… great cd release gig (their merch guy, though i forget his name, was a very nice man who lives by the glasgow school of art, apparently. go talk to him and he’ll sort you out with all kinds of mln goodies)… since then, i went on a search for pictures of the band, turning up an old photo from a gig they did back home (my old home, anyway) at the legendary horseshoe tavern. i’ve had many a good night at the horseshoe, catching some great acts, often on their first trip through toronto. it made me feel good knowing they’d graced the stage there… and i’d like to think, had i been living there at the time, i’d have caught them, but who the fuck knows… or cares? i’ve seen them twice in the last two months. i’m pretty happy with that.

warming my heart...

(12 march 2007)



May 19, 2009

some friends of mine started up their own design studio.

check out their brand-spanking-new website here: red hot.


May 14, 2009

my dear brother sent me this link yesterday. don’t know where he got it from, but DAMN!!!

is this website not FUCKING AWFUL?!?!?!… it’s actually incredible how fugly it is…

hideous AND horrible… yet hilarious…

like many others, i’m really excited about the forthcoming where the wild things are live action film (directed by spike jonze) due in october…

… also can’t wait for everyone poops…


May 8, 2009

every once in a while, when i imagine an alternate reality and tap into my inner wannabe-uber-indie-chick, i imagine the charmed life i could be leading in… portland. oregon.

i’ve never been there, but portland has a long-established, thriving music scene. pdx is home to the decemberists, the dandy warhols, the shins (adopted home), modest mouse, quasi, stephen malkmus and the jicks, and cultivated the careers of elliott smith and sleater kinney, among countless others. not too shabby. and it’s got that pacific northwest charm, but the indie cred that prevents the entire populous from wearing birkenstock sandals with wool socks (although, i imagine there are quite a few of those as well, unfortunately).

said alternate universe life includes a little house with a nice, wooden porch that has a swinging bench where friends gather for card nights and imported beer – american beer’s shit and you know it – when the weather’s brisk, but warm enough… and a tiny back garden where i throw bbqs in the summer for all my [unpretentious] indie friends… i also own a beat up car that barely leaves the driveway and a super sweet, but very practical bicycle i drunkenly ride home after gigs, even when it’s a bit snowy… yeah, i daydreamed about that life yesterday, induced by reading a portland-based blog, monitor mix.

i’ve been reading monitor mix on and off for about a year. the npr music and culture blog by carrie brownstein, ex-sleater kinney (oh i miss them), strives to be more ‘descriptive as opposed to merely prescriptive’, but has introduced me to some great music along the way (e.g. yesterday’s blog about telekinesis’s track ‘coast of carolina’ – happy summer to us all!).

i went back today to read the f.a.q. for the blog and found this funny bit that makes me think twice about my portland-based alternate universe fantasy:

“Do I belong here?

Is this really a frequently asked question? Don’t despair. If you had to ask, then the answer is probably ‘no’, but please come back when you have higher self esteem.”

i mean, i’ve never asked that question about my daydreamy non-existent portland life or my real life, so maybe i can or really DO belong in portland… or maybe i belong here…

honestly, who the fuck asks that question?? it’s messin’ with the dream.

my friend (not marc with a c, but one of the rosie’s, with an r) introduced me to the wonderful world of marc johns, an illustrator with an off-kilter sense of humour. his new book, serious drawings, came out last month on teNeues. here are some of my favourites:

oh and the other marc with a c, not a k – his band, reverie sound revue, will be releasing their new record on 23 june 2009 on boompa records. here’s an updated version of their video for ‘an anniversary away’ directed by marc with a c, not a k:

… is the name of a great compilation for charity featuring 31 exclusive tracks by many, many fantastic artists. it includes some interesting collaborations and it’s for a great cause… so yay for yummmy chooooooons…

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