What's The Storm Called?

It is my perfect sort of day- almost October, raining, cool, leaves turning.. And amazing new music in my ears. I've been on a bender of searching out progressive new music and classic old stuff to match my life as it circumflexes and twists and changes. European music is really hitting the spot now, like Germany's The Notwists and Sweden's Lykke Li, who actually has my perfect life (check out her story on Wikipedia). New York's Tv On The Radio and its new album Dear Science, killer as well, with a really unique sound. Classic is Nick Drake with an emphasis on Pink Moon.. Hard to believe he was around in the late 60s.



More than anything else, this time of year is perfect for getting me into school mode. Saying that, I have to admit that I am getting brain-deep into school this year; and heart-deep into greater world issues that I have the opportunity to think about, thanks to the things I am learning and those who are teaching me. The only constant is change and I would love to be a catalyst for that change. I am seeing new ways of opening up my life and the world around me.

"Fuck your war, cause I'm fat and in love and no bombs are fallin’ on me for sure. But I'm scared to death that I’m livin' a life not worth dying for." -Red Dress, Tv On The Radio

Vote Obama '08.

Rings In My Heart Like A Bell

While walking the early autumn streets of this quiet day, I wandered and pondered the lives of others and my continuing love affair with this city. There are streets to the west of here that are beginning to colour with leaves, tall houses, windows, and mysterious gardens. Sometimes I gaze with shock, as these houses seem to belong somewhere else in another time. I wonder if I'll be able to part with this city, if I really want this autumn to be my last here, and if I'll ever get it all to myself. My life here is still, as always, poignant and nostalgic and endless. I like the quiet stillness of my bedroom at twilight, my kitchen warm with coffee, my busy street and hidden mysteries. I relish the continuation of close friendships, glasses of wine by the water, rainy nights.

What good's a mirror without a face?