Saturday, September 27, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Über poetry, gay poetry
By Eileen Myles.
Loose transcript:
Dear Andrea / I'm not trying to turn you on, Eileen / I'm stretching / What time is it? / Twenty-three before six / Dear God / should we feed them? / Oh yeah / I'm gonna take a shower / so let's do it now / Are you done? / How about I take a shower first? / Okay / I'd like you to read me the poem when I'm done / What's that Rose? / Myyrh, eerrh, nyyrh, nyyyrh
Dear Andrea / I love you too / Don't fuck up my hair / I can't believe you almost fisted me to today / That was great / I see a little duck's head / Just seperate under the sand / Are you really gonna read that? / I mean, seriously, honey / And the ocean wooshes in / Your jabby girlfriend / ka-tuum, poof, kaplash /and rolling your pants high / and the sea hits the rocks / and the seagulls hop / Man, am I in love
Dear Andrea / I've been alone all day / Spare me the postmodern experimental poet bullshit / Honey, think hard / about moments of love you've experienced with me / I want that love / Are we in a relationship or not? / Eileen, are you paying attention? / Fifty dollars, first ticket / Fifty dollars, first catcase / Diesel, diesel
Dear Andrea / You are the candy melting in my mouth / Is that a euphemism? / For what? / Witnessing your love / That's pretty good / Oh, I thought you said / hear the candy melting in my mouth / All the people like me / are thanking all the people like you / Can we call it a birdhouse? / I wouldn't take that away from you / You're like an orangutan / You're like a little brother I just allowed in the bed / Did you have coffee with your dinner? / No, I'm excited / We bought a birdhouse today / We didn't get it yet / No, but we should call it that / I am sweet
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Loose transcript:
Dear Andrea / I'm not trying to turn you on, Eileen / I'm stretching / What time is it? / Twenty-three before six / Dear God / should we feed them? / Oh yeah / I'm gonna take a shower / so let's do it now / Are you done? / How about I take a shower first? / Okay / I'd like you to read me the poem when I'm done / What's that Rose? / Myyrh, eerrh, nyyrh, nyyyrh
Dear Andrea / I love you too / Don't fuck up my hair / I can't believe you almost fisted me to today / That was great / I see a little duck's head / Just seperate under the sand / Are you really gonna read that? / I mean, seriously, honey / And the ocean wooshes in / Your jabby girlfriend / ka-tuum, poof, kaplash /and rolling your pants high / and the sea hits the rocks / and the seagulls hop / Man, am I in love
Dear Andrea / I've been alone all day / Spare me the postmodern experimental poet bullshit / Honey, think hard / about moments of love you've experienced with me / I want that love / Are we in a relationship or not? / Eileen, are you paying attention? / Fifty dollars, first ticket / Fifty dollars, first catcase / Diesel, diesel
Dear Andrea / You are the candy melting in my mouth / Is that a euphemism? / For what? / Witnessing your love / That's pretty good / Oh, I thought you said / hear the candy melting in my mouth / All the people like me / are thanking all the people like you / Can we call it a birdhouse? / I wouldn't take that away from you / You're like an orangutan / You're like a little brother I just allowed in the bed / Did you have coffee with your dinner? / No, I'm excited / We bought a birdhouse today / We didn't get it yet / No, but we should call it that / I am sweet
My dear Breña
Current mood: Overcomed
Watching: All Over Me by Alex Sichel
This completely rips my heart open. So fucking beautiful. I hope that each of them forever spare each other pain. And if they find that isn't possible then I wish them forgiveness.
Bette said it best.
Watching: All Over Me by Alex Sichel
This completely rips my heart open. So fucking beautiful. I hope that each of them forever spare each other pain. And if they find that isn't possible then I wish them forgiveness.
Bette said it best.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Closing time
Current mood: Artistic, I tell you!
Listening to: Midnight Lullaby by Tom Waits
Okay, so I thought about it. The thing with my writings.
As I wrote in my previous post, I had an eager desire to share them here on blogger.
So I've actually gone and done exactly this. I've created another blog, just for my poetic ramblings.
Just not for everyone to see! *woohoo*
This decision actually solved everything. I get to "publish" my writings, but at the same time control completely who gets to see them.
As you've might or might not have noticed, I'm writing this at 7 in the morning. This is due to the fact that I wanted a different layout for my new blog, rather than just copying this one. And when I wrote layout, instead of design, I chose my words wisely, since the design in itself, with colors and shit, are the same. B u t. Whereas this is a 2-column blog, I've chosen to keep my rambling blog a 1-column piece. Which also results in no form of personal information being displayed there. There isn't even an archive 'menu'! This is due to the fact that I want to keep it as notebook-ish as possible, with my lyrics in center. Oh, and the reason I began this rant - I'm awake right now, because I'm shit with CSS.
At first I tried to find a pre-made layout. But I couldn't find anything that suiting my mood. Except the Nightingale template. Unfortunately, this template is only optimized for the 'classic blogger'. And when I tried switching to that old 'platform' everything looked terrible.
So, no thank you, sir. Or, as Calvin put it in Itty Bitty Titty Committee: "Thank you ma'am, I'll have another." rrauw.
Anyway, this means I sat out to create my own, very simple, layout. Which also means I had to work out how to handle CSS. And let me tell you right now - I have very little experience with this. Nonetheless, it all worked out in the end, a n d I've already posted some of the things I've written ^^ So all's good, y'all. Haha.
One thing that has emerged from this, though, is my great desire to learn much more CSS. Through the past few hours, were I've been annoyed by my inexperience, I couldn't help but think, at the same time: "Wau, what if I 'spoke' CSS as a second language? T h a t would be awesome!" So I'll definitely be taken this into consideration, when chosing what I'm going to study next.
Phew, this was some blog entry, eh?
Listening to: Midnight Lullaby by Tom Waits
Okay, so I thought about it. The thing with my writings.
As I wrote in my previous post, I had an eager desire to share them here on blogger.
So I've actually gone and done exactly this. I've created another blog, just for my poetic ramblings.
Just not for everyone to see! *woohoo*
This decision actually solved everything. I get to "publish" my writings, but at the same time control completely who gets to see them.
As you've might or might not have noticed, I'm writing this at 7 in the morning. This is due to the fact that I wanted a different layout for my new blog, rather than just copying this one. And when I wrote layout, instead of design, I chose my words wisely, since the design in itself, with colors and shit, are the same. B u t. Whereas this is a 2-column blog, I've chosen to keep my rambling blog a 1-column piece. Which also results in no form of personal information being displayed there. There isn't even an archive 'menu'! This is due to the fact that I want to keep it as notebook-ish as possible, with my lyrics in center. Oh, and the reason I began this rant - I'm awake right now, because I'm shit with CSS.
At first I tried to find a pre-made layout. But I couldn't find anything that suiting my mood. Except the Nightingale template. Unfortunately, this template is only optimized for the 'classic blogger'. And when I tried switching to that old 'platform' everything looked terrible.
So, no thank you, sir. Or, as Calvin put it in Itty Bitty Titty Committee: "Thank you ma'am, I'll have another." rrauw.
Anyway, this means I sat out to create my own, very simple, layout. Which also means I had to work out how to handle CSS. And let me tell you right now - I have very little experience with this. Nonetheless, it all worked out in the end, a n d I've already posted some of the things I've written ^^ So all's good, y'all. Haha.
One thing that has emerged from this, though, is my great desire to learn much more CSS. Through the past few hours, were I've been annoyed by my inexperience, I couldn't help but think, at the same time: "Wau, what if I 'spoke' CSS as a second language? T h a t would be awesome!" So I'll definitely be taken this into consideration, when chosing what I'm going to study next.
Phew, this was some blog entry, eh?
(oh, and ps. I'm so in love with this girl, and psst. her name's liv! aaand .. she's hotter than tea! and by tea, I of course mean YOUR GIRLFRIEND!)
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Love pulls my sore ribs in
Current mood: Inspired
Listening to: Not Tonight (Cover) by Pil & Liv
I have written so many drafts for lyrics since the 20th of August. No lies. But I can't seem to finish any of them completely? At least not without feeling a bit uneasy about them.
Also, I'd really love to post them here. But to be honest, I'm actually kind of afraid to do so.
Not that I fear others criticism, but more so because I'm very protective of what I write. Which is also the reason why DA hasn't been updated with my writings for quite some time now.
All of this is really rather silly, since I on one level don't consider my lyrics good enough for stealing. But then again, on another level, I just feel so strongly about what I write - because it's always very personal stuff - that fear gets the best of me.
I'm going to think some more about this and see whether or not I can overcome my fear.
Also, get ready out there in blogland for some shameless promoting soon.
This amazing girl I'm seeing is recording an EP with her sister as I type this, and I have no doubts - the result is going to be mind-blowing.
// Groupie #1 signing off.
Listening to: Not Tonight (Cover) by Pil & Liv
I have written so many drafts for lyrics since the 20th of August. No lies. But I can't seem to finish any of them completely? At least not without feeling a bit uneasy about them.
Also, I'd really love to post them here. But to be honest, I'm actually kind of afraid to do so.
Not that I fear others criticism, but more so because I'm very protective of what I write. Which is also the reason why DA hasn't been updated with my writings for quite some time now.
All of this is really rather silly, since I on one level don't consider my lyrics good enough for stealing. But then again, on another level, I just feel so strongly about what I write - because it's always very personal stuff - that fear gets the best of me.
I'm going to think some more about this and see whether or not I can overcome my fear.
Also, get ready out there in blogland for some shameless promoting soon.
This amazing girl I'm seeing is recording an EP with her sister as I type this, and I have no doubts - the result is going to be mind-blowing.
// Groupie #1 signing off.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
My, oh my
Current mood: Freakin' excited!
Listening to: Cold Hard Bitch by Jet
Really? My entire life? pfft.
Listening to: Cold Hard Bitch by Jet
Really? My entire life? pfft.
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