#the nights poet! alt college

[wynterlanding]

#styles from the underground! edits #the nights poet! alt college #!! photoshop hell was a nice detour from blog move lol

[wynterhxney]

“I just don’t understand why you think I’m doing anything wrong, Landon!” Emeline’s tone switched immediately when he decided to bring up her ex boyfriend. What if they were seen together? That means nothing. It should mean nothing but knowing him he’ll never let it go.

“I’m only asking you a simple question, Emmy!” He practically lost his nerve. A lot of good it does with her yelling back in his face over a legit discussion. This is something Landon needs to know. Things have been going downhill for them. It doesn’t feel nice to imagine his girl is out with another man. The fact it’s her ex? That somehow makes it worse. If that’s true she was never over him and Landon became a rebound. Worse goddamn thing right now! So much is on his plate and for what? He’s got so much going on with college and the goddamn band. Funny how he’s someone who has come from being overlooked into a campus following still can’t get his head on straight.

Campus is one thing. The Night’s Poets are in local places. They’re spreading their music. A lot of the writing falls on his shoulders. Mainly on his shoulders; he’s exhausted from all this planning while juggling studies. Some might call him crazy to pursue music while ‘wasting money’ on college. It’s not a waste to him. He never even thought a band started with two friends would go anywhere. Yet Mark and Larissa are in this deep with him. One good thing about it all but still there’s pressure. A whole lot of it stems from Landon’s days of worrying about if he can hold up to front man. That goes for everything in life. Right now it doesn’t look like his personal life is going good. With Emeline acting weird, pushing it on him that he’s crazy for asking a simple thing about their relationship, Landon begins to truly wonder.

“I just want to know if we’re okay. That’s it. Why is that such a bad thing?” Landon shook his head, frowning as she stood there with arms crossed. Her stance is hardly open. She’s been standoffish for a while. Acting as if being around him is a burden; she won’t even kiss him or show up for anything they have going on. “Emmy, come on please talk to me.”

“Landon, I don’t think you understand.” Emeline cut him off, dropping her arms. She stepped close and prodded a finger into his chest. Look at him. Dressed up in leather and jeans as if he’s a rock star. She – liked it sure but this is all ridiculous to her. There’s no way he’s going anywhere. Maybe the fact other girls are fawning over themselves made her jealous. That wouldn’t exactly be a great excuse since she’s started seeing her ex long before… “How that sounds. To ask if we are okay is as if you think I’ve done something.”

His brow furrowed. With another shake of his head he could only raise his hands in defense of himself. “Hey! I never said that. I just –“

“God, Landon. This always on you!” Emeline walked away, adjusting her bag over her shoulder. Leaving him in the middle of campus seemed final.

“Emeline!” he shouted after the blonde with no changing her mind. She just kept going. Fuck. Maybe she’s right. Maybe it his him and he’s just blowing this out of proportion. Why does it feel as if she doesn’t care about him then? That she’s not giving anymore time in this relationship because she’s getting it somewhere else? “Fuck me,” he sighed, hands on hips.

#starting points. // #the nights poet. // landon alt college interaction #feat. emeline entwistle

[johnbazley]

Sincerity is scary

On liking what you like and writing about it

In 2015, I quit my job as a staff writer at Alt Press. My editor told me I couldn’t write about the then-mostly-underground band PUP, whom I loved, because I had to write a listicle about scene bands’ Halloween costumes, which I hated. That was when I knew it was over. I couldn’t scrounge the love for it anymore. I called my editor one night from my bedroom, nervous about the possibility that I’d never write about music again, and quit the job I had wanted for years. The next morning, I drove around Monmouth County with a coffee from Starbucks and listened to that PUP album, trying not to think too hard about why I liked it.

I got into writing about music when I was eighteen because all of my friends were in local bands, and I wanted to write them into exposure. By the time I turned twenty-one, most of my friends’ bands broke up. By twenty-two, the blogs I had come up reading and writing for had all shut down. I took a big step back from music writing and went to grad school, deciding finally that I didn’t want to edit Pitchfork or write a cover story for Rolling Stone anymore. I realized that most jobs in music writing don’t give the writer much opportunity to write about what they actually want to write about, and they certainly don’t pay enough to make that compromise feel worth it, so I decided to give up. I went to grad school, seeking an MFA.

I spent my first semester wonder if the whole thing was a mistake—I didn’t make many friends during my first few months in the program, and I wasn’t sure whether or not I wanted to create the type of writing that Sarah Lawrence’s non-fiction program teaches: personal essays and memoir, mostly. I really wanted to write about what made me like that PUP album so much, the way I felt while listening to “Resevoir” the day after I quit my dream job. I wanted to write about the shows I attended in high school and college, the nights that made me feel alive when I was depressed into suicidal ideation. It took me a long time to gather the courage to do it. I didn’t want to get laughed out of the room. 

Here’s what I wished I knew then: the most universal language of writing is the personal. I learned that after reading Hanif Abdurraqib’s They Can’t Kill Us Until They Kill Us over winter break that year. When I feel disillusioned with my writing practice, I read the introduction to the book, written by poet and scholar Eve Ewing:

…Hanif Abdurraqib is something between an empath and an illusionist. Among the thousands who have read his work, I am confident that I am not alone when I say that Hanif lured me in with a magic trick—by apparently knowing the textures of my relationship to songs and athletes and places that I love. He knows our secrets. He has an uncanny ability to write about music and the world around it as though he was sitting there on the couch with you in your grandma’s basement, listening to her old vinyl, or he was in the car with you and your high school friend who would later become your boyfriend, singing until you were hoarse, or he was on the bus with you when you sat in the back with your headphones on trying to look a lot harder and meaner than you really were. He seems to know all about that summer, that breakup, that mix she made you that you lost when someone broke into your car later that year. 

It’s that feeling, that the writer was there with you during the biggest moments of your life, that makes good writing sing. This paragraph makes me remember what incredible writers like Hanif are capable of, what I am capable of when I try. It makes the blog-world feel small and petty. I think about this paragraph when I need a reminder that I’m the only one who gets to decide if my writing is sincere or not.

This line of work doesn’t pay much. The rejection can hurt. Sometimes, it is that “magic trick”—that feeling that the writer knows exactly how you feel, and gives you permission for feeling it—that makes writing about music feel worth doing at all. When I first started to read They Can’t Kill Us Until They Kill Us, I couldn’t believe that someone allowed Hanif Abdurraqib to write poignant, earnest, deeply-personal essays about the music that I grew up listening to, feeling more strongly about than anything, about Fall Out Boy, about The Wonder Years. It took me too long to learn that, in order to write like that, the only person I needed permission from was myself.

I published an essay about Fall Out Boy’s Infinity On High in Catapult Magazine last year. In drafting that essay, I tried to avoid writing about the way that album sounds, its place in the Fall Out Boy discography. Instead, I tried to focus on its place in my world. I wrote how it came to me during a time of economic and personal uncertainty, how it makes me miss all of the people I loved who moved away after the Great Recession hit, how something as simple as burned CD dropped in my lap by a friend created an entire world within me. I wrote it in grad school to please myself, to feel like I was getting away with something by writing about pop-punk in my Very Serious Grad School Workshop. When Catapult published it, Pete Wentz read it. He even shared it on Twitter, complimenting the exact thing I was going for:

When I read that tweet, I collapsed the floor, dumbstruck not by the fact that Pete Wentz read my essay, but that he got it. That he glossed over the part where I admitted that I didn’t care for Folie a Deux too much when it dropped because the heart of the essay—the sincere part, the part that was hard to write—resonated. 

I guess what I’m getting at is that I’m tired of the game. It’s easy to write about music; I’ve been doing it since before I could drive. It’s also easy to say that someone’s work isn’t sincere because you don’t agree with it. It’s difficult and terrifying to write what’s true. I’m tired of the way that music writers treat cynicism like honesty, that way sincerity and uncorrupted enjoyment, sentimentality, nostalgia, is scoffed at as a ploy for retweets. 

The truth is, there’s no glory in being the coolest kid in the room. If there’s an in-crowd, I want out. We’re all broke at the end of the day, anyway. I don’t want to be the first one across the indie rock finish line. I’d rather read something personal, something about how a top 40 emo-pop album got you through a difficult time, or how one Bright Eyes song allowed you to come out to yourself, or how Lorde’s Melodrama convinced you to drop your abusive partner. I want to know about your life. I think that’s a million time more interesting than whichever indie band’s bandwagon we’re all hopping on this week. I’m more concerned with your textures—the memories associated with music that make music feel like something more than some files on our iPhones—than I am with finding another band I’ll listen to once and abandon. If you need permission, here it is.

#bsidecollection

[womenintranslation]

Starting this Thursday. From the PEN Translation Committee, Jill!, and DC-ALT announcement:

DC-ALT Board Member Nancy Naomi Carlson is co-organizing three virtual readings in celebration of Women in Translation Month, streaming for three consecutive Thursdays at 1 p.m. ET. Find out more and stayed tuned for all three readings by clicking the links below:

Aug 13

Aug 20 - including DC-ALT Board Member Indran Amirthanayagam

Aug 27

It’s August, and time once again to celebrate Women in Translation (#WiT) Month! This initiative was started six years ago by blogger Meytal Radzinski with the purpose of focusing on translating words by women or nonbinary authors and working toward gender parity in literary publishing—so important to freedom of expression throughout the world. The COVID-19 pandemic has opened up opportunities to include translators and the authors they translate in a virtual reading format, showcasing participants who might otherwise not have been able to travel to such an event in the past.

Organized under the aegis of the PEN America Translation Committee and hosted by Jill! A Women+ in Translation Reading Series, this event will bring together five translators joined by their authors, working in such varied languages as Guatemalan Spanish, K’iche’, Hebrew, Arabic, Galician, and Senegalese French.The reading, moderated by Anna Dinwoodie, will be followed by a brief Q&A discussion (time permitting). We hope you’ll join us for this one-of-a-kind bilingual reading!

On AUGUST 13, at 1pm ET, tune in for the first LIVE bilingual readings by translators from Guatemalan Spanish & K’iche’, Hebrew, Arabic, Galician, and Senegalese French. This reading will be livestreamed; you can RSVP and tune in via the Facebook page of our host, Jill: A Women+ in Translation Reading Series.

Gabriela Ramirez-Chavez is a Guatemalan-American poet, translator,and Literature Ph.D. Candidate at UC Santa Cruz. Her work appears in Centro Mariconadas: A Queer and Trans Central American Anthology (forthcoming) and The Wandering Song: Central American Writing in the United States (2017). She attended the Kenyon Review Translators Workshop with a scholarship.

Rosa Chávez is a Maya K’iche’-Kaqchikel poet, playwright, artist, and activist who is Guatemala Program Coordinator for the international feminist organization JASS Mesoamerica. She has published five books of poetry, including El corazón de la piedra(2010), and the play AWAS (2014). Her poetry has been widely anthologized and translated.

Joanna Chen is a literary translator and writer. Her full-length translations include two books of poetry (Less Like a Dove and Frayed Light, a finalist for the Jewish National Book Award) and a book of nonfiction, My Wild Garden. She writes a column for The Los Angeles Review of Books.  

Tehila Hakimi is an award-winning Hebrew poet and fiction writer. She was a 2018 Fulbright fellow at The University of Iowa. Hakimi has published a poetry collection (We’ll Work Tomorrow), a graphic novel (In the Water) and a collection of novellas (Company). Hakimi is a mechanical engineer by profession.

Melanie Magidow is the founder of Marhaba Language Expertise, providing Arabic to English translation and other multilingual services. She holds a Ph.D. in Middle Eastern Languages and Cultures from the University of Texas at Austin. Magidow has received fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the Fulbright Commission. She is also a co-host of the Goodreads MENA Lit Book Group. For more on her projects, see melaniemagidow.com.

Reem Bassiouney was born in Alexandria, Egypt. She obtained her M.Phil. and Ph.D. from Oxford University in linguistics. In addition to more than 8 books in linguistics, Bassiouney has 7 novels and has won numerous awards. Her novels have been translated into English, Greek, and Spanish. Her most recent masterpiece, "أولاد الناسثلاثية المماليك" 'Sons of the People: The Mamluk Trilogy' was published in 2018. Reem Bassiouney was awarded the prestigious Naguib Mahfouz Award from Egypt's Supreme Council for Culture for the best Egyptian novel of the year 2019/2020, making her the first woman to win this prize.

Laura Cesarco Eglin translates from Spanish, Portuguese, Portuñol, and Galician. She co-translated Fabián Severo’s Night in the North (Eulalia Books). Her translation of Hilda Hilst’s Of Death. Minimal Odes, (co•im•press) won the 2019 Best Translated Book Award.Her translations have appeared in Asymptote, Modern Poetry in Translation, The New Yorker, and more. Cesarco Eglin is the author of five poetry collections, most recently Life, One Not Attached to Conditionals (Thirty West Publishing House). She is the publisher of Veliz Books.

Lara Dopazo Ruibal has published four poetry collections and she is the co-editor and co-author of the experimental essay volume Através das marxes: Entrelazando feminismos, ruralidades e comúns. Her poetry collection ovella was awarded the Francisco Añón Prizein 2015, and with claus e o alacrán she received the Fiz Vergara Vilariño Prize in 2017. Dopazo Ruibal was a resident artist at the Spanish Royal Academy in Rome for the academic year 2018/2019.  

Aubrey D. Jones is Assistant Professor of French at Weber State University in Utah. She received her Ph.D. in French Literature from the University at Buffalo-SUNY and has also worked in freelance translation since 2010. Aubrey is now involved in building Translation Studies in French at Weber State, as well as undertaking the translation of works of Franco-Ontarian and Senegalese poetry and fiction. She lives in Ogden, Utah with her husband and three children, and will often be found wandering in the mountains when not in her office.

Ken Bugul was born in Senegal in 1947 as Mariétou Mbaye. In her native language, Wolof, her pen name means “one who is not wanted.” From 1986 to 1993 she worked for the NGO IPPF (International Planned Parenthood Federation) in Kenya, Togo and the Congo. Ken Bugul’s autobiographical debut novel Le Baobab Fou was published in 1982 and is one of the most important documents in the Francophone literature of West Africa from the 1980s. Since then, Bugul has published many novels, which have been translated into several languages. Characteristic of her work is a highly literary language densely woven with the rhythms and fundamental thought structures of Wolof.

This reading will be moderated by Anna Dinwoodie, a poet and German-English translator. Anna received a Katharine Bakeless Nason scholarship to attend the Bread Loaf Translators Conference in 2019, and her writing appears in the anthology Poets of Queens (August 2020). She is currently pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing & Literary Translation at Queens College, CUNY.

#WiTMonth #Women in Translation Month 2020 #womenintranslation

[strange-lights-and-stardust]

Newbie Devotee Challenge Day 16

Day 16: Create a song list that makes you think about your deity. Give a brief reason for choosing each song, and provide links to youtube videos for other people to enjoy! You can devote the energy you put into this project as an offering for your deity.

Get ready for the music I loved in my youth, and still do. We got metal, alt rock and a random country song.

Bring Me To Life -- Evanescence This. Entire. Song. I remember thinking about this song, a few days before meeting Gwyn, and going, “Wow this song is incredibly theologically relevant to me, especially the lines ‘Frozen inside without your touch without your love / Darling only you are the life among the dead’--but wait, how is it relevant? I guess I must be thinking of the Horned God, in His more psychopomp-y aspects.” Then I met Gwyn and it clicked, as did so many things in my life.

All That I’m Living For -- Evanescence It’s about trauma and dreams and being chased down by something inescapable. This is one of the songs on my Pagan Feels playlist that I put on there for reasons I didn’t fully understand at the time, which in retrospect were probably along the lines of “yer being hunted down by a God.” 

Aquarius -- Within Temptation Hello #seaproblems squad. This one’s about longing for the ocean--I particularly like the lines “They say I have to be aware / That one day you won’t let me go” (I like responding “I should hope not!). For years I wondered who this song reminded me of, but no one ever quite fit. Suffice to say Someone fits now, especially with all His ocean associations for me.

See Who I Am -- Within Temptation I like thinking of this one as Gwyn talking to me. The first verse says “Come into my world / See through my eyes” and then the second verse goes “I’ll come into your world / See through your eyes,” which makes me think of Him not giving up when I didn’t hear His call at first, but continuing to try to bridge that gap. 

Nemo -- Nightwish This is one of my favorites by them. It’s about learning to dream again and to me it always felt like the speaker is calling out to Deity for help. I like the lines “Walk the dark path / Sleep with angels / Call the past for help / Touch me with your love / And reveal to me my true name.” Sometimes I sing along with that part as a prayer to Gwyn.

Wish I Had an Angel -- Nightwish I’ve always liked how boldly sexual and sacrilegious this song is. For someone with my background (growing up with a lot of fear about “doing the right thing, and sexual feelings are definitely never the right thing you nasty perv”) it feels very liberating. I especially like the lines “Last dance, first kiss / Your touch my bliss / Beauty always comes with dark thoughts.” You’ll never guess Who I’m thinking of. 

Zombie -- Versailles This is my favorite Japanese band. I like this song because basically, a bunch of “lost boys” are playing in a cemetery, and then the vampire lord shows up (”By the master’s orders, beat the bones! / Sing along with the song of the bats!”) and the boys’ game turns into a ceremony. I heavily relate to the idea of being a youth who was just messing around until my “vampire lord” appeared to turn my life sacred and profound and slightly eerie. 

Libido -- Versailles The title kinda says it all. (I’m pretty open at least on here about having *that* kind of relationship with Gwyn.)  Kamijo, the singer/songwriter, is an amazing poet and musician so this song is both beautiful and hot as fuck. 

I’m In Love With the Darkness -- Xandria “...And the darkness loves me too.” :) To me this has always felt like a really positive song about loving darkness and night and rain and mystery, and other gothy type things. And my heart has belonged to goth for years, as an aesthetic and philosophy (and fashion!) and so forth. It’s just that now I have a face for that calling. 

I Fell in Love With the Devil -- Avril Lavigne A friend recommended this one to me. I follow a heavily demonized Deity. Gwyn has been thought of as *a* (or even *the*) Devil for *centuries*. So this really hit home. All the Feels. 

Moonfall from The Mystery of Edwin Drood I sang this song in college before transitioning (and before converting to Paganism) so there’s a personal connection here. I associate Gwyn with moonlight, and every line in this song just fits. 

You Fill Up My Senses (Annie’s Song) -- John Denver And now for something completely different! A few nights ago, I abruptly remembered this song exists, and I cried because it gives me intense Gwyn feelings. The nature images in the first verse are all places I associate with Gwyn, and in the second verse, these two lines stand out: “Let me give my life to you” (that reminds me of my Dedication to Him) and “Let me die in your arms” (He’s the Gatherer of Souls, and I trust and pray that one day He’ll gather mine). 

There are so many more songs that remind me of Gwyn, which I guess is fitting for a God of inspiration and His awenydd. But I hope you enjoy these. 

#Gwyn ap Nudd #gwyndeity #newbie devotee challenge #devotional playlist #for Gwyn

[lovelyandmorbid]

1, 2, 8, 11, 15 :)

these are so deep I really have to think about them. 

if someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?

mmmh my family quotes a lot of things included Clerks the Animated Series, Anchorman, commericals from the 1960s. But thats mostly my dad rubbing off the rest of my family. If you wanted to understand me? I think you would have to read fanfiction. There is nothing quite like it and I have spent most of my free time reading it since I was 12. Watch? Probably Red v Blue. It’s exactly my humor and I love it. Also Bake Off. I am very noncompetitive and thats what I would be like in a tv show. And listen, I am going to say the podcast Nancy. It so perfectly describes what its like to be queer and I cry anytime I listen to it. 

have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who?

This is an interesting question. I don’t usually seek out writers because they think the same as me. Rather I seek out writers who show me something new.  I will say that I began to read memoir because I loved the interior of women’s thoughts. The first one that turned me on to memoirs was Crazy Brave by Jo Harjo. Probably my favorite is Just Kids by Patti Smith. Although neither of these women are anything like me. Both had children very young, both experienced homelessness. But I think I was so mesmerized by how women navigate and investigate the world. Where we are alike and where we are disimilar. One fiction book where I felt so connected to a character, even though we were nothing alike was Ivy Abereen’s Letter to The World. Its a middle grade book about a girl figuring out her sexuality while she suffers through relocation after a hurricane.  I was very different from Ivy, but the author could write so clearly about confusing gay feelings, and just being angry all the time when it feels like no one is listening. 5/5 book. 

8. what musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime?

Well when I began to listen to music I listened to what my brother listed to. I would say two of my parents where Green Day and Linkin Park. I listened to these as early as kindergarten. My first personal venture into music was Kelly Clarkson. Come Undone was huge when I was in 5th grade. In middle school I was pretty into Three Days Grace. I don’t really remember what I listened to in high school. Probably Imagine Dragons (i’ve seen them in concert 3 times). In college I went through a phase where I realized that I didn’t have my own music identity really. I got really into spotify’s discovery weekly. I would listen to 30 sec clips and decide if I wanted to get to know the song. I would then add it to a playlist called “experiment” which I was supposed to listen to for an hour a week. When I listened to a song enough times, I would either add it to “my songs” or I would delete it forever. This did not work. It was supposed to be capped at 100 songs and its at about 600 right now. BUT what I learned. I ventured a bit into electronic music and now I hate it. I need to be able to hear the instruments. I still recommendations for it today. What I landed it on was actually the music in Welcome to Night Vale. So I went from alt and punk rock to more indie rock. Now I mostly either listen to my music on shuffle or listen to showtunes (another staple in my life) but the last group I was obsessed with that got added was Harry Styles. When is he releasing new music??? To be honest, I don’t listen to a lot of music anymore. I mostly read audiobooks or listen to podcasts now. I also got back into Sum 41 and Fleetwood Mac recently (what a combo lol). 

11.describe your ideal day.

Wake up at about 9:30 am. I have nowhere to be. I eat a late breakfast. Something with fried eggs. After a prolonged breakfast, I decide to take a short nap and go back to sleep. A wake up in time for lunch. In the afternoon, I read a book, maybe take a trip to the library. Maybe I have an academic discussion with someone but I don’t have any pressing homework. I have a nice dinner (potatoes, or tomato soap, or poutine, or sushi). I watch youtube videos until about midnight and go to bed early. Or I have a few drinks at a bar with friends but I am home by 10. 

15. five most influential books over your lifetime.

I love this question!!! okay. 1) Bridge to Terebithia- first book that made me fall  in love with reading. 2) Hope Was Here - my first favorite book. everything I like in a book. A new york teenager moves to small midwestern town and falls in love with it. The short order cook becomes her step father and wants to run for mayor against the local villain who has been major for like 20 years. She does everything she can to dismantle the local government and get her new stepfather in seat. 3) Hero by Perry Moore. Second favorite book. Also one of the early books that I read because it was gay. Angst! Gay! Superheroes! What is not to love! I am so sad that the author died after one book. 4) The Outsiders. I think I just like to suffer. All of these are sometimes or majorly sad but hopeful.  5) Crazy Brave by Jo Harjo. Got me interested in nonfiction. I now actively seek memoirs by poets of color because of her. (Just Kids is also a memoir of a poet)

Honorable mentions: Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, Impulse by Ellen Hopkins, Just Kids by Patti Smith, The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin, The Color of Water by James McBride, 

[anothermindofwonder]

Autumnal nights spent curled up in a sweater, candles lit on the nightstand with a book in hand, and early brisk mornings, walking through the blanket of rich-colored leaves under the cold sunlight peeking through the bare branches. Endless hours spent at the library, looking out the window at the red, orange, green-fading-yellow trees and the children running around, while having a hot mug of tea wrapped in my hands have been some of the many ways I have been spending my autumn.

Each season has a special part about it that I love, but Autumn is definitely the most visually pleasing.  It’s been the most peaceful time so far this year despite how much busier I have been. I’ve been able to explore new things, new ideas, thoughts, and found gems to share:

  Venetia Berry – I only found Venetia on Instagram a few days ago, and her art captured me. It’s simple, and complicated. Her website contains more of her art if you want to look at it more.

Dead Poets Society – The first time I watched this was last year. I didn’t appreciate it enough and knew I hadn’t, which is why when I saw it on Netflix on the night of my birthday, I sat up until 11 p.m. on a Thursday night with my thai food and cake, knowing that I had school the next day. Robin Williams was a master in his craft, and the entire story that is told in this film, is tragically beautiful.

  You Are A Badass – This has become my bible. I have been obsessing over this book to several of my friends. There is so much that this book talks about that I hold to myself. It is empowering, guiding, nurturing, and eye opening to all the excuses we make and silly, dumb, little things that we do that hold us back from thriving. Highly highly highly recommend picking up this book.

The Mothers – A secret romance leading to an unexpected problem, with lingering conflicts after its cease. The first book I couldn’t put down in a long time. Bennet’s writing style is capturing, and simplistic, and her story is obsessive.

Lolita – Such a controversial book; beautifully written, a great masterpiece by Vladimir Nabokov, but the topic is so messed up. But so good, but so wrong. I felt very conflicted while reading this, but loved it at the same time.

The Princess Saves Herself In This One – I spent an hour sitting on the cold shiny floor of Target reading Amanda Lovelace’s collection of poetry, and though I haven’t read it all, I know I am going to really enjoy it from the few that I have already read. Her story is heart-wrenching and capturing, and her words are beautiful.

  Mom jeans – You know the jeans: high waisted, loose, and the most comfortable, fashion sensible piece of clothing ever. Finally got myself four pairs at the thrift shop and they are now one of my favorite things I own.

Red – Lipstick, nails, sweaters, pens, the leaves contrasting against the crisp, blue sky— this color has been haunting me everywhere. It has become a staple to my wardrobe, and is now “my” color. With my blue eyes, it brings a lot of depth to my face that I love, and all I have to put on is a dark or bright red lipstick, and I am ready to go.

A bold lip – Just pop on a bold liquid lipstick, some mascara, put the lipstick in my bag, and I am out the door, and looking good.

  Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812 –  This musical album has consumed my autumn, and it feels so nice to fall back in love with a Broadway musical after so long. I cannot express how many times I have played “Dust and Ashes” over and over and over. It’s stunning, and Josh Groban’s voice is a masterpiece; the cast is complex, diverse, and unique; the entire musical is beautiful. Highly, highly recommend taking a listen to this. My favorite songs are ‘Dust and Ashes’, ‘Charming’, ‘Letters’, and ‘No One Else’.

Dear Hank and John – A funny, random podcast where they answer strange, obscure questions with the best advice they can scrape together. Walking down red and orange leaf-pasted sidewalks, earbuds in while cars pass by in a faint hum, it’s been my favorite thing to listen to for entertainment.

Iron and Wine – In preparation to seeing him in concert next weekend, I have been listening to his new album, ‘Beast Epic’, almost everyday. It’s great for background music, or to play at night, or to just sit with earbuds in, laying on your bed, and closing your eyes, and just listening to.

Slowing down – Despite all of the things I have done this season (which is a lot more than normal), I have finally slowed down and been able to be productive and take in life at the same time. Take a break to breathe, look at the world around you, put time into your work, and suddenly you begin to truly admire each day you live through and all that you do. Life gets too loud at times, too congested, and too fast. Take time to sit and breathe and think, truly listen to people, look at what is around you. Just for a moment.

Playing ukulele – Since school started, I’ve been learning how to play the ukulele as a class, and I have fallen in love with being able to create music. So much so that I have already written a song, and found a ukulele to call mine.

Thrifting – This is one of my favorite things to do now because 1. it’s cheap and affordable and 2. it is amazing for the environment and 3. the clothing there is unique. Rarely will you find someone else with the same piece of clothing or accessory that you find at the thrift. There is a lot of really cool stuff that can completely change your wardrobe.

Walking – I live in a small college town, so everything is in walking distance. Biking is usually my go to, but as the leaves have been changing and the air has altered itself to a comfortable temperature, I have really enjoyed walking. Go to the library, to the quaint little coffee shop, to the park, or just around town for a break from schoolwork. There’s so much more you can take in, more time to think, to experience, to be present, and overall, I have enjoyed it a lot.

Deleting my social media apps – I deleted the apps off of my phone for a week in the middle of October after finding that I was constantly on my phone and I was stressed out because there was so much I needed or wanted to do, yet I would reach for my phone several times, wasting away hours and hours of my. And it was the best week so far. I got so much done, and was happier, and found a love in reading again that I had been missing.

Learning – Analyzing literature, and working everyday to advance my French, I’ve been on a learning kick. I have always tried to broaden my knowledge, learn new skill, and overall better myself. But specifically recently, I’ve been reading a lot, and studying a lot. I’ve been using apps like Duolingo and Tiny Cards, while watching Crash Course on Youtube, and those help a lot.

Library – Probably my favorite place now. I have a little nook beside a large window sill, and a plant behind me, surrounded by the large print books that I have been going to almost everyday after school to get my work done.

John and Hank Green – These two brothers, quickly became a favorite when I came across their YouTube channel, Vlogbrothers, during a time when I was really down, and disconnected. Their personalities, the way they think, and just who they are as people in general.

People – My family has grown into being “people” as I have gotten older. There isn’t the facade that used to always be there when I was younger, but now I see them as the people, the humans they are, the ones that make mistakes, that have history to them, that they are, or were, just like me. And it’s begun to spread to everyone I see. Everyone has a story, a history, things they smile at when recalling the memories, or the regrets that weigh down their chest, and I want to learn more about these people that congest our planet.

Just being, and living – Sometimes, you have to let go of fear; let go of all that you are paranoid— just gone— and be.

  What went up on the blog?

Who are you?// 5 tips to get to know yourself better

Awaiting a dream (Self #3)

Perception

and more! Every week there is a new blog post on Sunday. What were some of your favorite things this month? Let me know what you want to read for future blog posts, and I hope you have an amazing day!

As always,

  Autumn Favorites Autumnal nights spent curled up in a sweater, candles lit on the nightstand with a book in hand, and early brisk mornings, walking through the blanket of rich-colored leaves under the cold sunlight peeking through the bare branches.

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Lovelorn Poet in Las Vegas, NV: Neither

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faceless souvenirs hazy days back in clown college champagne bubbles a lightning night like this last year a two bill meal and love for sale it was always indifference i seen you in the mirror cracked i seen the slip the slack the lack thereof the face worn behind the frolic when no one’s looking at the broken toys scattered in your shadows you like this i think your imprint in…

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Robin Goodfellow’s racing tips: Best bets for Monday, June 3

] 20:11 BST, June 2, 2019 | Sportsmail & # 39; s racing expert Robin Goodfellow prepares his tips for meetings of Saturday in Thirsk, Brighton, Windsor and Wolverhampton

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Sportsmail racing expert Robin Goodfellow prepares tips for Saturday's meetings

THIRSK

ROBIN GOODFELLOW

2.15 Toro Strike

2.45 Davydenko

3.15 Ninjago

2.15 Irv

ROBIN GOODFELLOW

5.30 Queen & Soldier

6.00 Eton College

6.30 Night Secret

7.00 Meghan Sparkle

Junior Rip

6.00 Golden Horde

6.30 Night Secret (nap)

7.00 Ricochet

7.30 Shining

New Morocco – 6.30 Night secret (nap)

ROBIN GOODFELLOW 5.45 Fantastic

6.15 Sun Power

6.45 Furious

7.15 Lexington Law

7.45 Street Poet

8.15 Magical Molly Joe (nb)

Grimm

ROBIN GOODFELLOW

5.30 Queen & # 39; s Soldier

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7.00 Meghan Sparkle

7.30 Naughty Rascal

8.00 Wind In My Sails

5.30 Junior Rip

6.00 Golden Horde (nap)

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How’d Winston Do This Weekend? 10/12-10/14

WHATTTTT A SWEET DELICIOUS DADDY OF A WEEKEND! I had a show each night. Two booked and one open mic. I love weekends where I am working. This coming weekend I’m off because of a wedding, but then after that it is back to work!!!

Let’s start with Friday night. I figured I was in town so I might as well head down to Slyderz in Richmond. This room on Friday night’s is run by Lynn Painter, who used to run a show at Cary 100 on Wednesdays. It’s an urban room with dope staff, and killer wings and sliders. I got there at around 7:15 and only other person there was the bartender. 

I ended up ordering the dry rub wings and they were absolutely delicious! I am a wing boy. I love chicken wings. This was like the 5th time in 7 days where my dinner was chicken wings. I am going to die young, but I will have a huge smile in the casket with sweet buffalo sauce and lemon pepper running through my veins.

Lynn showed up around 7:50 and started to set up. We caught up a bit, and shot the shit until a couple other comics showed up. Chris St. John and Moe Singleton. Both newer comics who are out here grinding at shows. Chris had a ukulele with him and was also carrying a copy of the book Psycho Cybernetics by Maxwell Maltz. It’s basically a self help book written by a plastic surgeon. I know nothing about it other than it sounds like it would be some of the most superficial wack ass shit of all time, but Chris swears by it. 

Turns out he set some of the groundwork for a lot of modern self-help books and workshops. It’s all about getting a positive outcome through visualization. So sounds pretty interesting, but honestly I’ve never been into self-help stuff. It always feels like common sense with fancy wrapping paper and a price tag on it. But if it works for you laydees more power to you. I am definitely a proponent of self-fulfilling prophecy so I don’t have too much room to talk.

At this point it starts to look like nobody is going to show up. It is after 8 (the start time) and we have a limited number of comics and no audience, but then they started to come in. When the show started we ended up with about 11 ppl there, so we were ready to get it on the road.

Lynn went first and was performing with hip-hop music playing super loudly behind him. He did a good job of making sure the audience was done ordering, and eating by the time he brought the first comic up which is always appreciated.

The first comic up was Moe. The best part is Moe had been waiting like 35 minutes for his wings to get there. As soon as his wings arrive and he takes his first bite Lynn yell’s, “give it up for MOE SINGLETON!” 

That is one of the great fears as a comedian. That your sweet, delicious, precious, dripping with sauce wings will arrive as soon as you’re called on stage. 

So Moe is up there doing his material with Asian Zing sauce on his hands an the has an ok set. A lot of stuff doesn’t work but he has some stuff that does. There is one lady in the audience who is throwing shade the entire set. Just side comments and being salty during the set. The highlight of which was Moe closing super strong doing his best joke, and people start clapping. She responds by saying, “y’all really gonna clap for that? Ok then.” Which honestly absolutely destroyed me. 

I am up second and I decide that Im going to have to get control of this crowd. So I start my set by talking to “the mean lady”. Just busting her balls by asking her why she had to be so mean to Moe. That we are all following our dreams and she’s just ruining them, and it was killing. It was a super fun set. I ask her what her name is and she avoids the question multiple times by shoveling fries in her mouth which was absolutely hilarious to me. This goes on for like 5 minutes and I get other people involved and it turned out into being a super fun set.

Honestly those are the best and most fun ways to handle a heckler. It was addressed to the point where she apologized to Moe but nothing was said that was so mean that she’d feel offended and walked out. She was laughing and having a super fun time as well. 

After getting control of the room I did about 2 new jokes and they both worked really well. They were both race jokes, and I like gauging an all black crowd to make sure that what I'm saying makes sense and isn’t ridiculous and offensive. 

I’d give this set about an A-. I felt really good about it, and it was definitely the best set of work week. It put me in a good mood for the two booked shows I had the rest of the weekend.  Definitely a dope start to the weekend.

Saturday I had a super chill and relaxing day which was nice. I almost completely forgot I was booked at The Push comedy theatre in Norfolk VA. I was supposed to be on the showcase, but regular host/comic Hatton Jordan was under the weather and needed someone to host and zaddy needs the money so I agreed. 

They had several dropouts so I had to snag a comic to ride with. I figured I’d pick a newer comic who could use the experience, so I guilted Rick Williams to skip his hockey game to ride with me.

We headed down, and had a super good conversation about comedy, Richmond, goals, aspirations, and just bad show stories. So it made the 2+ hour trip go by super fast.

We get there a little early and decide to look for a bite to eat. We find this hole in the wall taco bar called Sanctuary. It is sketchy looking af. It is down an alley, it has a flickering light overhead and absolutely no way to see inside or out. 

We go in and we are in this super narrow but dope spot. There is two tables and then the rest of the building is a bar that runs all the way back to the kitchen.  There is like pop/punk art on the wall, and they’re playing some rocking tunes over the speakers and running music videos that don’t match the songs on the televisions. It is like we are in a refurbished lane from a shooting range it is so narrow.

The tacos were delicious and the bartender was super nice. This will definitely be my spot to eat whenever I'm invited back to The Push.

We go over and check out part of the show going on before us. It is an improv theatre so they’re doing an improvised Halloween show to a nearly sold out crowd. The audience is loving it even if Improv isn’t my cup of tea. We watch for about thirty minutes and decide to head to the lobby to get ready for the show.Once in the lobby the other comics start to arrive including Kyle Phalen and Nick Deez (rva transplant). 

The first show ends and they make na announcement that if you were there for the first show you get into the stand up show for free. This is dope and we get a pretty good retention with about 20 people staying for the stand up show. This coupled with the people that bought tickets led us to having about 35+ ppl at the show which was sick.

They had us set up with a music mic stand stand, I said bump that and went to the car to get a traditional one. I just never really like anything but a round base mic stand. I might be crazy but it just is comfortable.

The show starts and I do about 15 or 16. I had a pretty good hosting set. I get so in my head and don’t do what I should do which is crowd work. I do about 1 minute of it and then go into my material. Half of my stuff hits really hard, the rest does ok, and only one thing doesn’t work at all. All in all for a host set it was pretty dope. I’d say this was a C. 

Honestly compared to what I can do I’d say this was definitely average, but that’s ok. People are now settled down and ready for the show. I did my job as a host, and I can tell people appreciated what I was doing. The big pops really popped.

Next up is Rick Williams, and he DID NOT DO SO HOT. Oooooweeeee laydees. He definitely was having one of those sets where you can tell the person on stage is hating it. It was a good learning experience for him. He’s in that stage of being a new comic where a lot of what he writes is sexual, violent, edgy, etc. 

It was cool to see him work through that, end up getting a few laughs and realize once he got off stage that he has other things he needs to work on. Always impressive to see a new comic really understand that not everything is going to work everywhere and it is good to be versatile. 

Later Nick Deez went up and had the set of the night. The people really dug and vibed with what he was doing on stage. He’s about a year in, and def making some strides. These are some of my fav people to bust balls with, so we were having a blast after the show.

I was singing a cover of Harvey Danger’s Flagpole Sitta where I changed all of the lyrics to being about Rick bombing. I had so much fun I’m definitely recording a cover of it on Garageband and when he leasts expects it I will release it haha.

All in all a super dope night with good friends. The ride back was fun as well. We got deeper into comedy, and our fears about doing it. Talked about my hopeful future move, and why I’m so scared of it. 

We really got into some kinda deep territory, but it was definitely good to do. I am super self conscious about my self and especially my comedy. I pride myself on being the hardest working comic in the area. All I can control is how many shows I do, how much I write, and how critical I am of myself. I legitimately will do and have done shows anywhere. I’ve done clubs, colleges, coffee shops, urban rooms, improv theatres, dive bars, redneck bars, nightclubs, alt rooms, theatres, I've opened for bands, singers, poets, drag shows, and this week I’ll be performing on my first burlesque show. Unfortunately I always have this fear that I can’t cut it in certain rooms, but each show is a reminder that that is bullshit and I’ll put my stuff up against whoever.

We ended our night getting McDonalds drive thru at 2 am, and that is the perfect way to end a night of comedy. I went to sleep happy knowing I had brunch and one last show the next day.

Sunday I go to brunch with Brock Hall and Rick Williams at Metro Diner in Willow Lawn. It was a nice relaxing brunch which I followed up with watching the last Harry Potter movie. 

Then it was time to get ready to head down to Newport News to be on Sunday Funnies at Cozzy’s Comedy Club which is Virginia’s longest continuously running comedy club. I always enjoy this show, because it is run and booked by my good friend Holly Owens. 

This week Mu Cuzzo was hosting and the lineup was filled with some of my favorite people to hang and chill with. Closing it out was Sid Bridge who runs the open mic at Cozzys and is an all around swell jew. We also had Jounte Ferguson, Torrey Huggins, and Ryan Valentine on the mic. Allison Moore was also on the show and finally there was Mike Jay. I’ve never met or seen Mike Jay before but he seemed like a good guy.

This is one of those shows that you have to make fun. There were 13 people there and 5 of them weren’t on the show and weren’t employees. But honestly Mu brought some good energy in what I assume was his first time hosting. We all just got into it and it became one giant super fun workshop.

Jounte did a new joke about how he might have slept with a r******d girl. I work at a school for autism so I don’t use that word on stage, it doesn’t work for me personally, but I will never police a comic’s language on stage. 

When I went up I just made myself have fun. I did nothing but crowdowrk for the first 8 minutes and it was all me asking questions to Jounte about how it was a “maybe.” Like how didn’t he know, and asking him a bunch of questions. he was getting so uncomfortable it was hilarious. Everybody was dying laughing and we were all having such a good time. I then closed with 4 minutes of new jokes and they didn’t go so hot. With an intimate crowd they really wanted the crowd work which was ok. I had a super hot and fun set and I'd honestly say for the room and how everyone else’s set went I’d give myself an A-.

The rest of the show was fun. Allison had a fun set as well, and Mike Jay did fine. He had some questions after the show about Clash of the Comics at the Richmond FunnyBone so we chatted about that for a bit before I left. 

Sid closed it out and I forgot he has a few jokes I really really dig. He has one about replacing any word in a sentence with the word “jew” and it becomes offensive and it’s a great joke. I’d never seen him play bass on stage but I guess that’s what he closes with. 

This was a fun show and my entire ride home I just kept thinking to myself how good it felt to do super well in front of nobody.

All of my success is tied directly to how much fun I am having on stage and I always forget that. Even in tough or weird rooms with or without audiences I need to remember I love comedy and that this shit is supposed to be fun.

So that was my weekend and it was super fun and delicious so until next time LAYDEES!!! I LOVE YOU ALL XOXO

#comedy #jokes #standup #improv #Richmond #norfolk #newportnews #cozzys #push

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I first became aware of The Village Voice in high school, when my older brother, Brett, used to go the Beloit, Wisconsin, public library to peruse its political investigations and music coverage. We were both discovering punk rock, watching Patti Smith on Saturday Night Live, and we could read about the newest bands from CBGB’s in the Voice. Later, in college, I got assigned to write about it in my one and only journalism class. Within a few years, I was copy editing and writing there, ultimately becoming a senior editor in charge of music. It was a crazy, difficult, exciting place, and the work I did for them — “discovering” Paul Beatty and the rest of the ’90s NYC lit scene bubbling around the incredible Nuyorican Poets Cafe, traveling to New Zealand to write about music, covering Rent as it moved from Downtown to Broadway and beyond, interviewing John Cameron Mitchell and Stephen Trask, the creators of a new musical called Hedwig and the Angry Inch; writing about punk drag artists such as Justin Bond and Miss Guy — still defines me. And then there was my one and only cover story, the first major interview with Patti Smith after her husband Fred died and she returned to the stage — an incredible encounter with the woman who made me want to be a rock’n’roll critic, and move to New York, and dive into the sea of possibilities. RIP Voice. Say hi to Aretha.

How I Found My Voice I first became aware of The Village Voice in high school, when my older brother, Brett, used to go the Beloit, Wisconsin, public library to peruse its political investigations and music coverage.

#Hedwig and the Angry Inch #Justin Bond #Miss Guy #Nuyorican Poets Cafe #Patti Smith #Paul Beatty #Rent #The Village Voice

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A Night at the New Wave Theatre

words by Joey Shapiro

New wave is far and away my favorite genre of music. Like every other genre of music however, it’s fake as hell; the line between new wave and post-punk, synthpop, and punk is fuzzy at best and nonexistent at worst, placing it in a weird sort of sub-genre limbo where any new wave song could pretty easily be boxed into  a more precise genre. There’s certainly an ethos to the genre; new wave, at least in its earliest incarnation, was intended to revitalize pop music by infusing it with the energy and edginess of punk. It eventually moved away from its punk origins and became associated with synthpop bands like Tears For Fears and Duran Duran, but punk-adjacent incarnation of new wave is the genre in its purest, dictionary-definition form.

The different success stories of new wave range from the nervy guitar freak-outs of DEVO to the polished girl group harmonies of Blondie to the dense art-funk of Talking Heads, but some of the most interesting music came out of bands that barely made their mark on the mainstream at all, lurking on the fringes while remaining local legends or one-hit-wonders.

1. People Who Died – The Jim Carroll Band

Okay, I’m getting off to a wildly dark start on this list, but this bleak song from The Basketball Diaries author Jim Carroll is deceptively upbeat despite the subject matter. Carroll is without a doubt better known for his work as an author and punk poet but his brief foray into rock music is really extraordinary. Most of the album fits in comfortably amongst CBGB punks like Patti Smith, Television, and Richard Hell, but this song is the outlier; It’s a new wave rager that could get a party going until people listen to the words (or hear the title, which pretty aptly summarizes it). Carroll goes down a laundry list of all his friends that have died over the years, telling rapid-fire succinct stories of drug abuse, suicide, terminal illness, and freak accidents. The fact that the song’s instrumental assault is so danceable and fun is certainly jarring and a clear sign that he sees some dark humor in his difficult upbringing as a teenage heroin addict in New York City, but that sharp dissonance between his subject and his tone is arguably what makes the song so striking and unforgettable.

2. Rattle My Bones – The Suburbs

If you bring up the Suburbs to anybody raised in Minnesota, they will quickly reassure you this is not an obscure band; they’re Minnesota alt-rock legends in the same league as The Replacements and Hüsker Dü. Unlike those bands, they never quite broke through to the national spotlight. Their first three albums are near-flawless and I can’t recommend them enough, but there’s no question that their third album Love Is The Law is their clear magnum opus; this is the album that elevates them from new wave curiosity to unsung heroes of the genre. Although you could make the case for the title track or “Hell A” as the best song on the album, “Rattle My Bones” is the one that shook me to my core when I first heard the album. It’s a new-wave-meets-rockabilly-meets-disco exercise in sheer joy as keyboardist Chan Poling sings about his skeleton (yes, really) and how long it’s been since he’s had sex. Deep? Probably not. Unfathomably fun? Hell yeah. Somehow kind of moving despite just being about horniness? You’d better believe it.

3. Party Fears Two – The Associates

The Associates are another band like The Suburbs, releasing three near-perfect albums, including one undisputed new wave masterpiece—the third album, Sulk, which includes “Party Fears Two”—but never achieving widespread recognition. “Party Fears Two” is practically overflowing with keyboard-heavy glamor, its ornate instrumentation complementing vocalist Billy Mackenzie’s melodramatic Morrissey-meets-Eno crooning. The song is drenched in angst and anxiety but god knows it would fill the dancefloor at the right kind of party. If The Human League, Japan, and Roxy Music all co-parented one beautiful lushly produced baby, it would be this album and, particularly, this song.

4. Miraculous Weekend – Peter Ivers

Peter Ivers is far from a household name, which is unfortunate given that every self-respecting film buff in the western world has heard his music without knowing it. Ivers was the voice behind the eerie ballad “In Heaven” from David Lynch’s cult hit Eraserhead, as Lynch, a fan of Ivers’ work, personally enlisted him for his debut film. Ivers’ music is generally far less ominous than “In Heaven” would suggest, and “Miraculous Weekend” in particular is the most cheerful, perfect pop song to never make it on the radio. Harmonica, synthesizer, and Ivers’ comically squeaky voice singing about a perfect weekend with his girlfriend all collide in one of the most strange and delightful lost classics of new wave. Ivers, now mainly known as the host of hugely influential televised new wave and punk showcase New Wave Theatre during the early ‘80s, had a distinctive voice and an ear for catchy power pop melodies that would have made him a minor pop sensation had his music reached anyone’s ears beyond his tiny cult of fans. His 1983 murder got in the way of that, as murders are wont to do, but at the very least he’s more ready for a reappraisal now than ever before.

5. What Does Sex Mean to Me – Human Sexual Response

While they didn’t have much success beyond college radio in Boston, Human Sexual Response were some of the most exciting and clever new wave pranksters on the scene. Dripping with art school irony and snark, the album practically redefines the word “camp,” yet it delivers it in a very compelling new wave/post-punk package that genuinely rocks unlike other kitschy, ironic new wave (looking at you, “She Blinded Me With Science”). This semi-raunchy song about sexual anxieties delivers tongue-in-cheek lines like “I put my finger to my tongue/I taste vagina” while still, somehow, fitting in with the best and brightest of early new wave, sounding like a distant cousin of Devo. The band gained some notoriety for playing their song “Butt F**k” on live television and consistently performing Andy Warhol-esque performance art at their shows, which should paint a pretty good picture of the kind lowbrow humor/high brow ambitions you’re in for.

#lists #new wave #wobc

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The Curious Incident of The Dog In The Night Time by Mark Haddon. Book Review.

The Curious Incident of The Dog In The Night Time by Mark Haddon. Book Review.

Mark Haddon is a writer, poet, and blogger. His best-known book is ‘The Curious Incident of The Dog in The Night Time’. A lot of The’s if you ask me. He has won multiple awards for his book & why not. I bought this book in 2012 after much speculation. In my college days, I read in Femina magazine long time back about how SRK (Shah Rukh Khan) has read and praised the book. So, it stayed on my mind…

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A Woman's Cosmos In A Man's World

 A Woman’s Cosmos In A Man’s World

By Tom Wachunas

    Without waxing too technical about the specifics of Henrietta Leavitt’s (1868-1921) contributions to our knowledge of the cosmos, suffice it to say that in her tireless work as an astronomer at Harvard College Observatory in the early years of the 20thcentury, she essentially paved the way for deciphering how we determine the age and size of the universe. Inspired by Leavitt’s life, playwright Lauren Gunderson’s Silent Sky is a truly remarkable accomplishment. Gunderson’s lovingly crafted masterpiece of equipoise is an emotionally gripping look at an insatiable pursuit of arcane science amidst equally compelling yearnings of the human heart. For a more comprehensive look at the play and its history, here’s a very useful link: 

http://silentskyplay.tumblr.com/

     On the cusp of Women’s History Month, this current production is directed by Brian Newberg, Associate Professor of Theatre & Theatre Director of the Kent State Stark Theatre Program. He has assembled a sharp and sensitive ensemble of five gifted individuals who deliver a wondrously nuanced performance, replete with both pathos and humor that’s, well… stellarin every sense of the word. Even the elegant simplicity of the scenic design by Louis Williams – with a stage set made up of a few pieces of furniture and a raised, railed platform that doubles at one point as the deck of and ocean vessel – is often infused with projections of starry nights and Milky Way panoramas.

   The timeline is 1900-1920. Cashing in her dowry, Henrietta Leavitt (Morgan Brown) leaves her home where she’s been living with her musician sister, Margaret (Emily Weiss), and father, a Congregational Church minister, to live her dream of doing serious research as an astronomer at Harvard College Observatory. There, she’s quickly mortified and frustrated  to learn that she was hired only to count stars and measure their luminosity as recorded on glass plate photographs made by the grand telescope which women are not allowed to use. She and her co-workers, Annie Cannon (Breanna Morton) and Williamina Fleming (Jacki Dietz), are regarded by their male bosses, including their immediate supervisor, Peter Shaw (Jesse Fulks), simply as “human computers” – bean counters, as it were. Ever undaunted – even obsessive - in her insistence on finding the truth and meaning of her/our place in our galaxy (and beyond, as it turns out), Leavitt discovers not only significant physical realities, but much about herself as well. The education of head and heart. Just so, she sacrifices much, in the process eschewing society’s traditional expectations of romance and domestic family life.

   Imagine the cast as a solar system, with Morgan Brown’s radiant portrayal of Leavitt as the center, holding the other characters – luminous entities in their own right – in orbit. Brown is not just believable, but also wholly magnetic as she articulates Leavitt’s longing and struggle to affirm her identity in an unsympathetic, indeed oppressive patriarchal milieu. She forges an increasingly sturdy bond with her office colleagues. Breanna Morton, as Annie, is at first a distant and demanding taskmaster, but visibly softens as her understanding of, and support for, Leavitt grows. No doubt her softening is greatly aided by Jacki Dietz’s charismatic portrait of the feisty, no-nonsense Williamina. In her startlingly authentic Scottish accent, Dietz provides many of the evening’s wisest observations and funniest passages. 

   Meanwhile, Jesse Fulks, often a target of the ladies’ ridicule, brings an exquisitely crafted awkwardness and shyness to his reading of Peter Shaw, apprentice to the observatory’s head scientist, Dr. Pickering. His respect for, then infatuation with Leavitt,  blossoms into a matter of the heart, the hope of a nervous suitor, as he at one point asks her, just before embarking on a research trip to Europe, if they could “…continue the experiment of our mutual compatibility” when he returns.  So OK, he’s a scientist, not a poet. Still, this play has as much if not more poetry than astrophysics.

   Through it all, Emily Weiss convincingly presents Leavitt’s sister, Margaret, as a faithful homemaker while caring for their ailing father. Gentle and patient if not occasionally resentful, she’s the picture of sincerity as she desperately tries to grasp the depths of her sister’s impassioned search for answers to cosmic questions.

   In fact it’s Margaret’s playing a lilting melody on her piano that spurs Henrietta to ultimately see the music of the spheres, as it were… to discern an order and pattern to those puzzling pulses of light visible from across impossible distances. The play concludes on a bittersweet albeit tender note. It’s an altogether inspiring remembrance of Leavitt’s legacy.

    More importantly, in these volatile times, the play is a timely beacon and an urgent reminder. Gender bias should never be permitted to squelch our pursuit of knowledge, the affirmation of our purpose, or the realization of our destinies. 

      Silent Sky, at Kent State University At Stark Theatre / Located in the Fine Arts building on Kent Stark campus, 6000 Frank Ave. NW in North Canton / Performances Feb. 25, March 3 & 4 at 7:30 p.m. / Feb. 26 & March 5 at 2 p.m. /Tickets: $10 for adults and $7 for non-Kent State students and senior citizens. All Kent State students admitted free of charge with current student ID. For more information about the show and ensemble members, or to reserve tickets online, go to www.kent.edu/stark/theatre or call the Kent State Stark Theatre Box Office at 330-244-3348, Mondays through Fridays from 1 to 5 p.m.

   TOP PHOTO, left to right: Emily Weiss, Jesse Fulks, Jacki Dietz, Morgan Brown, Breanna Morton

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Hyperallergic: Art Movements

Kota Ezawa, “Chez Tortoni” (2015), part of a series inspired by the artworks stolen from the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in 1990 (courtesy Murray Guy Gallery)

Art Movements is a weekly collection of news, developments, and stirrings in the art world.

Protestors gathered at the Museum of Modern Art to demand the removal of Larry Fink, the CEO of BlackRock, from the institution’s board. Fink was one of a number of CEOs invited to discuss economic policy with President Donald Trump earlier this month.

Two more works found in Cornelius Gurlitt‘s collection — a drawing by Adolph Menzel and a painting by Camille Pissarro — were returned to the heirs of their Jewish owners.

Artists and campaigners will protest in London this weekend to demand the closure of the LD50 gallery in Dalston. According to the Guardian, the gallery has hosted a number of events involving white supremacist and far right speakers including Brett Stevens, whose writing inspired Anders Breivik, the perpetrator of the 2011 attacks in Norway.

A bipartisan group of 24 United States Senators signed a letter urging President Trump against slashing or abolishing federal funding for the National Endowments for the Arts and Humanities (NEA and NEH).

Rotherwas Project 2: Kota Ezawa, Gardner Museum Revisited opened at the Mead Art Museum at Amherst College. The exhibition consists of Ezawa’s digital drawings of the 13 artworks stolen from the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in 1990, as well as a six-minute animation based on security footage recorded the night before the robbery. The footage was released by the FBI in 2015.

Guercino, “Madonna with the Saints John the Evangelist and Gregory the Wonderworker” (1639) (via Wikipedia)

Italy’s Carabinieri art crime squad recovered a Guercino painting stolen from a church in Modena in 2014. Three men were arrested after they attempted to sell “Madonna with the Saints John the Evangelist and Gregory the Wonderworker” (1639) to a collector in Casablanca for around £800,000 (~$1 million).

Vjeran Tomic, a cat burglar dubbed the “Spider-Man,” was sentenced to eight years in prison for stealing five paintings — works by Amedeo Modigliani, Fernand Léger, Georges Braque, Henri Matisse, and Pablo Picasso — from the Paris Museum of Modern Art on May 20, 2010.

A wrought iron gate bearing the Nazi slogan “Arbeit macht frei” (“Work sets you free”) was returned to the Dachau concentration camp two years after it was stolen.

Approximately 7,700 tributes left in the streets of Paris in the wake of the November 13, 2015 terrorist attacks were digitized and made publicly available by the Archives de Paris.

Jenny Heinz, a longtime patron of the Metropolitan Opera and New York Philharmonic, was denied entry to a performance at Lincoln Center after she refused to remove an anti-Trump sign attached to her jacket.

Shia LaBeouf, Nastja Säde Rönkkö, and Luke Turner ceased their participatory artwork, “He Will Not Divide Us,” after gunshots were reportedly fired near its new location at the El Rey Theater in Albuquerque. The Museum of the Moving Image announced on February 10 that it had closed the work in order to “restore public safety.” In a statement, the artists attributed the closure to “political pressure.” LaBeouf was arrested and charged with assault after an altercation outside the museum last month.

Shia LaBeouf, Nastja Säde Rönkkö, and Luke Turner, “HEWILLNOTDIVIDE.US” (2017) (via thecampaignbook.com)

Arts patron and philanthropist Shelley Rubin filed a lawsuit against Nisha Sabharwal and her husband, Mohit. Rubin claims the couple, who she met at an event at the Asia Society in 2009, conned her into buying $18 million in knockoff jewelry.

A tract of Roman road was discovered during the construction of a McDonald’s in Marino, Italy.

Bath and North East Somerset Council approved a 100% cut to its small project grants for the arts in order to save £433,000 (~$544,000) by 2020. The decision was condemned by Equity, the UK’s trade union for actors, stage managers, and models.

Transactions

Aidan Koch, Alternate Paris Review 213 cover (2015) (Anne Koyama Collection of Comic Art, the Ohio State University Billy Ireland Cartoon Library and Museum)

Annie Koyama donated over 250 pieces of original artwork by contemporary American cartoonists to the Billy Ireland Cartoon Library and Museum.

John and Anna Sie donated $12 million toward the remodeling of the Denver Art Museum’s North Building.

The Moody Foundation donated $2.1 million toward the Museum of Street Culture in Dallas.

The Pérez Art Museum Miami received a $200,000 matching grant from the Knight Foundation for its PAMM Fund for African American Art.

The Zeitz Museum of Contemporary Art Africa received significant, undisclosed gifts from the Roger Ballen Foundation and the Eiger Foundation.

The New-York Historical Society acquired the personal effects of late New York Times fashion photographer Bill Cunningham.

The Montreal Museum of Fine Arts acquired two works by Sarah Anne Johnson.

Sarah Anne Johnson, “Untitled (Schooner and Fireworks)” (2012), expanded polyurethane foam, plastics, LED lights, stove paint, acrylic paint, wood, balsa, cotton canvas and string, silicone resin, 635 cm approximate diameter, gift of the Cirque du Soleil (courtesy Montreal Museum of Fine Arts)

Transitions

Miguel Falomir was appointed director of the Museo Nacional del Prado.

Courtney J. Martin was appointed deputy director and chief curator of the Dia Art Foundation.

The Drawing Center appointed four new trustees: Andrea Crane, Amy Gold, David Salle, and Waqas Wajahat.

Sara Reisman was appointed executive and artistic director of the Shelley and Donald Rubin Foundation. Alexander Gardner was appointed executive director of The Treasury of Lives, a non-profit founded by the Foundation.

Caitlín Doherty was appointed director of the Museum of Contemporary Art Jacksonville.

Susan Greenberg was appointed director of collections at the Brooklyn Museum.

Mari Spirito will step down as director and curator of exhibitions at Alt after February 28.

Risa Shoup was appointed executive director of Spaceworks.

Christina Rees was appointed editor-in-chief of Glasstire.

Andrea Rosen announced that she will close her gallery and co-represent the estate of Félix González-Torres with David Zwirner.

Parkett will cease publication after the release of its special issue this Summer.

The Washington Art Consortium announced its decision to disband.

The Obama Foundation appointed Ralph Appelbaum Associates to lead the exhibition design for the Obama Presidential Center’s museum.

The International Fine Print Dealers Association announced the appointment of three new members: Galerie Maximillian, Hauser & Wirth, and mfc-michèle Didier.

The Royal Academy of Arts launched Mayfair Art Weekend, a rebranding of Brown’s London Art Weekend. The new partnership involves over 60 London galleries.

Accolades

Serpentine Pavilion 2017, designed by Francis Kéré, design render, exterior (© Kéré Architecture)

Diébédo Francis Kéré was commissioned to design the 2017 Serpentine Pavilion.

Performance artist Taylor Mac and musical director Matt Ray were awarded the 2017 Edward M. Kennedy Prize for Drama Inspired by American History, for their 24-hour work, A 24-Decade History of Popular Music.

Naima J. Keith was awarded the 2017 David C. Driskell Prize by the High Museum of Art.

Lawrence Weiner was announced the recipient of the 2017 Aspen Award for Art.

Sarah Forrest received the 2017 Margaret Tait Award.

Wendy Yao, the founder of the Los Angeles–based bookstore Ooga Booga, received the 2017 White Columns / Shoot the Lobster Award.

The American Craft Council announced the recipients of its 2017 Emerging Voices Awards.

Jenny Sabin Studio was named the winner of The Museum of Modern Art and MoMA PS1’s 2017 Young Architects Program.

Opportunities

Lisa Oppenheim, “APPLAUSE” (2016), at the entrance of Socrates Sculpture Park, Long Island City, New York (photo by Allison Meier for Hyperallergic)

Socrates Sculpture Park announced an open call for its 2017 Broadway Billboard series. Proposals should be sent to [email protected] and are due by April 15.

Obituaries

Alan Aldridge (1943–2017), artist and illustrator. Best known for his Pop imagery of the 1960s and ’70s.

Edward Barber (1949–2017), documentary and portrait photographer.

Dick Bruna (1927–2017), illustrator and children’s book author. Creator of Miffy.

Larry Coryell (1943–2017), guitarist.

Tony Davis (1930–2017), folk and jazz singer. Frontman for the Spinners.

Frank Delaney (1942–2017), author and broadcaster.

Sofia Imber (1925–2017), journalist and arts administrator. Founder of the Caracas Museum of Contemporary Art.

Jannis Kounellis (1936–2017), key figure of the Arte Povera (“poor art”) movement.

Installation view of Jannis Kounellis’s “Untitled (12 Horses)” (1969) at Gavin Brown’s enterprise, June 2015 (photo by Allison Meier for Hyperallergic)

Thomas Lux (1946–2017), poet. Best known for Split Horizon (1994).

Junie Morrison (1954–2017), funk musician and producer.

Ivor Noël Hume (1927–2017), archaeologist. Director of archaeology at Colonial Williamsburg between 1957–1988.

Michael Rainey (1941–2017), owner of the London boutique Hung on You. Dressed the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.

Eileen Ramsay (1915–2017), photographer.

Richard Schickel (1933–2017), movie critic, author, and filmmaker.

Clyde Stubblefield (1943–2017), drummer. Best known for his contribution to James Brown’s “Funky Drummer” (1969).

Seijun Suzuki (1923–2017), filmmaker. Best known for Branded to Kill (1967).

Abba Tor (1923–2017), engineer. Collaborated with architects such as Eero Saarinen and Louis I. Kahn.

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