Hello lovelies. I've decided to take a break from my normal style muse blog this week to post about something else i love. MUSIC. but, really, who doesn't love music. it's sort of the lifeblood of people, in all generations, cultures and tribe. oh yes. music. feast your ears. yum.
Lady Lamb The Beekeeper:
She reminds me of a folky Stevie Nicks. She's got this raspy voice and these lyrics that just bite you right in the heart. So good. Download her album "Mammoth Swoon" and you'll fall in love.
Aiming For Aurora:
These boys are very near and dear to my heart. Yes. But despite the fact that they are my best friends in the whole wide world, I can say with an unbiased opinion that their music is pretty darn awesome. With a mix of northern indie-pop, a little western folk, a little eastern sass, and a little southern fried chicken there's something for everyone when it comes to this band. Their debut full-length album "My Heart Still Fires" is due to release sometime this summer. Be prepared.
Blank Page Empire:
Okay, so here's the deal. This Minneapolis based band is, in a word, solid. This band packs a wallop. This band is good. Their songs are extremely well-crafted and well executed. Their live show is dynamite. Theirs is the kind of music that just sort of punches you in the face and leaves you stunned for a little bit, then you say "oh. dang. that was awesome." Plus, as a bonus, they are some of the coolest guys I know. Their upcoming EP "The Sleeping Sound" is due to be released soonish, so stay tuned to their facebook/myspace for more info.
The first song of theirs I heard was called "Civilian". I heard it on Minneapolis' public radio station The Current. And, no joke, I stopped what I was doing and just had to bask in the sound coming from my speakers. Probably the best female-led folk band I've heard in a really long time. The singer has this haunting voice and this endearing way of not enunciating her words, add this with incredible guitar and percussion work, and it's a doozy. Let me tell you. Pick up their album "Civilian" now.
As all of you know, I have a soft spot for 60's girl groups. And besides The Pipettes first release, The Like is the best neo-60's girl group out there. The lyrics are spunky and modern while the music is adorably doo-wop. I can't get enough.
This girl. Sheesh. She has a voice that could carry across all the seven seas and beyond. Her newest release "21" is quite possibly the best album I have heard in a long time. She mixes bluesy, retro soul-pop with crazy drum-driven anthems and awesome woman-scorned lyrics. Do yourself a favor and give her a listen.
City and Colour:
Dallas Green's voice never fails to break my heart. I mean seriously. When I listen to City and Colour I can FEEL my heart breaking. Then mending itself. Then breaking again. Then being extremely satisfied. It's a cycle. I can't really say much about City and Colour other than I would marry Dallas Green in a heartbeat if only to listen to him sing to me all day every day.
"Girl of the Year. 1965" "It Girl" "Warhol's Muse" Edie Sedgwick was a beautiful young dancer/model/actress/socialite in the 1960's. Best known for being Andy Warhol's BFF and artistic muse, she popularized the pixie haircut, the mod dress, the heavy kohl-lined eyes, and the big dangly earrings. Looking at those dimples, the big doe eyes, the pouty lips and the cute little dancer physique, it's no wonder why she became an icon for not only the fashion industry, but for the art community as a whole.
More poems. Again, don't read unless you're bored. Some of these are a little angsty, but that's only because I wrote them during a time of great stress. Now that stress has evaporated, so if i continue to post poems, I'm sure the next volume will be more blissful.
Clementine It's just one of those days that makes you want to push the sleeves of your dress down over your shoulders and the hem of your skirt up high around your thighs and simply bask in the lovely reality that you have soft girlish skin and a mind dreamy enough to appreciate the cool wind against it. This is how it feels to be a girl whose busy nerves have taken a reluctant hiatus to leave you soft, glowing languidly lying across the lawn of your neighbor's back yard.
Get Thee to a Nunnery I want you to eat your own moral high ground, your highness your grace I want you to swallow it down taste its biter chalk, you piece of perfection your majesty Does it stick to the sides of your pretty throat? It's too thick to possibly go down to your guts smoothly but when it gets there I want it to sink you like a stone in deep water.
This one's gonna burn bridges This town, it welcomes you with a graveyard on a hill a dirty old man ready to whisper in a young girl's ear slip his hand under her skirt, this town. Dear God, your people hurt my head wagging tongues and thumping Your good book across my face, this town. Your crowd, Dear God, they are animals dressed up in Sunday Best.
Chaos Hold me to your chest and let me feel the pistol of your heart fire at my warm cheek.
Wrecking Ball You came into my house dressed up like a wrecking ball and I, just a china doll, never questioned the way you properly began ruining all my pretty things. My banisters and my bubble-glass windows, my staircase, the bird in my ribcage. You came through with the groaning of metal and wood almighty destruction, you did the best you could.
The tumor was the size of an orange and had been in her kidney for 5 or 6 years, yet the cancer hadn't spread anywhere else in her body and after a surgery that lasted about an hour, she is now cancer free.
Let's just say I believe in miracles.
I have surprised myself through this ordeal. I am proud of myself for being able to step up and be the rock my mom needed when everyone else around her fell apart at the news. The whole time she kept telling me that I was teaching her how to be a badass. But, really, the only reason I was as strong as I was through this was because she raised her baby girl to be a mountain and not a wilting flower. Thanks Mom.
People have surprised me. Before we found out my mom had cancer, I was in a really cynical place as far as my faith in people is concerned. I think I was just worn down from the past few years of rough waters. From bad boyfriends to bad friends to bad customers at work, I was just sort of done believing in the human race. But there is something almighty and beautiful that God has put into His creations; and I don't think I have ever been so filled by the compassion of others. People in my life have stepped up to be a backbone. From people I have never even met, to people who have known me my whole life, even to ex boyfriends coming out of the woodwork to express their support for crying out loud...I am speechless. I have never felt so loved.
So, to those of you who have been there for me with hugs, texts, conversations, kisses, prayers, messages, phone calls, to even those of you who have simply "liked" one of my mom statuses on Facebook:
I will never be able to express to you how much it has meant to me. It is not overstating it that you have fully restored my belief in how beautiful people really are. I am inspired, humbled, grateful. You mean the world to me. Seriously.
Ah. Florence. What can I say about such a creature? Florence Welch, (frontwoman and embodiment of Florence and the Machine) is in a league of her own. She owns the indie/glam/crazy/beautiful style like she created it. And, well, let's face it, she did. Not only is her music FANTASTIC, she's incredibly stylish to boot. On stage she sort of dresses like a figure skater on crack, with swimsuit-type outfits layered with flowing fabric, flowers and feathers. And in her day-to-day life, she dresses like the perfect, effortless rock goddess she is. Behold. Florence.
I think it has to do with the fact that I have a terrible case of spring fever, but I'm really into umbrellas right now. There's something classic and sad and whimsical about them. Also, I just can't wait until April showers melt away all of the Minnesota snow this year.