seeing through eyes

southern fried chicken

(taken in harlem, by me)

All content above was posted on May 2, 2009

brooklyn superhero supply store

(taken by me, in brooklyn)

All content above was posted on April 30, 2009

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elysian fields, “baby get lost”

(i saw paper cut last night, and was reminded of how much i love this band.)

lyrics:

“Hold out for the day
You beg me to stay
How common of me
Not to rise above
And I try to deny
This gauzy reverie
Baby get lost
Baby get lost
Don’t trust to forget
The love that’s mislaid
I can’t rely
Perhaps I can’t decide
For this train never arrives
And all of my lines have been stolen
Baby get lost
We’re more than you could ever imagine
Baby get lost
Well force the earth and laugh as we crash in
How gravid the moon
On the cusp of the sea
Buttering me up
For all that isn’t mine
And how it petrifies
Baby get lost
We’re more than you could ever imagine
Baby get lost
We’ll force the earth and laugh as we crash in”

“

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked…

―

Allen Ginsberg’s “Howl”

one of the most simultaneously obtuse and profound poems ever written, as far as i’m concerned

All content above was posted on April 25, 2009

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jack johnson (w/ paula fuga) - country road

you’ve got wires.

(taken by me, at home)

amsterdam ave, even though you can’t tell.

(taken by me, in harlem)

All content above was posted on April 2, 2009

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coconut records, “saint jerome”

there are a couple of legitimate reasons why a person should be listening to coconut records, the solo effort by jason schwartzman. he used to the drummer of phantom planet (see the song “drummer” off the latest album, entitled davy). he’s on his own fairly brilliant, in a reserved kind of way.

but most importantly, a lot of this album is directly attuned to the “happy” frequency in the average human brain (read: it will put you in a good mood).

All content above was posted on March 29, 2009

thumbs up: how to lose friends and alienate people
best part: gillian anderson as an evil, sexy publicist

“

This is poetry as illumination, for it is through poetry that we give name to those ideas which are – until the poem – nameless and formless, about to be birthed, but already felt.

― Audre Lorde, “Poetry Is Not a Luxury”