Saturday, August 29, 2009

Sunday, August 23, 2009

"She was a proximity infatuation" (Jason Lee)



Sunday, August 16, 2009

Curisve - "Mama, I'm Swollen"





"I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
I'm at worst when it's not rehearsed
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
I don't wanna have to spell it out
Don't wanna mumble what i'm trying to say
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
Shoot out the lights and ride away

I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look
And think and talk and sing and read and write
Like all the rest
We're all just trying to play our rolls
In a play that runs ad nauseam
I hate this damn enlightenment
We were better off as animals, right?"



Ok. So Cursive's latest effort, Mama, I'm Swollen, has been on the shelf for a couple of months now... But I feel as if everyone needs a reminder. When I heard that they were releasing a new album I was honestly a little skeptical. Many great artists that I have a lot of respect for have released some not so stellar albums in the past year.


Cursive, however, did not follow that trend.


Mama, I'm Swollen is easily front man, Tim Kasher's, best lyrical effort to date. He's always been great at weaving detailed, fairy tale-like stories into our current state of consciousness and at delivering heart stopping one-liners that stick with you all day. Kasher does not disappoint on this album. There are plenty of myspace taglines hiding throughout the album (guilty) as well as stories that are told so well you feel like you're there.


The whole album has a more mature, almost raw, feel in comparison to the bands previous release, Happy Hollow. The tracks range from songs about falling out of love, growing up, and seemingly their own career in music. The stand out tracks are the sultry song about sex vs love, "From The Hips", the driving yet somehow delicate song, "I Couldn't Love You Anymore", and the anguish filled song about Kasher's youth slipping away, "What Have I Done?" A more mature album for their now more mature fan base. At some points, I almost feel like Kasher penned a play-by-play of my life the past couple of years. But, I suppose thats the point.


I also was lucky enough to watch Cursive live at a local Sacramento venue, The Boardwalk. They were flawless live. I strongly recommend checking them out if they are ever in you're area.


Pick up Cursive's Mama, I'm Swollen. I can almost guarantee you will not be disappointed.


Saturday, August 15, 2009

Oh July!





Hello world? How have you been lately?

Sorry I haven't been around. I hope you haven't missed me.
I've been busy trying to claw my way back to the top.



In the month of July I...

...celebrated the 4th of July with some good buddies and an AWESOME firework display. Ha




...turned the big 2-5 and had a nice dinner with my girls (and andrew and chris)





...had an epic mardi gras themed birthday bash






...went camping with these characters...









...at Dillon's Beach...





...and had an amazing time


Let's go camping. I can't. I'm stranded on a glorious boat in the middle of what I could swear on my life is a painting. Well now I'm pissed. Just don't leave without me, I'll be back in due time. Fine, you have till the hottest part of the day, then we're heading West. Ducky, I'll see you at my house.



...went to my sister bachelorette party...






...and played a game that required me to propose to someone at the restaurant. My sister (the bride to be) picked this guy. He denied me!





...then went to my sisters wedding

(professional photos soon!)


...drank a million of these bad boys.





...and also heard some amazing new music from an awesome band called Phoenix. (myspace.com/wearephoenix) I definitely recommend that everyone checks them out! My darling friend Zachhall introduced me to this band I and cannot stop playing their newest release, Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix. It's perfect for all of your late summer BBQ's!



Until next time friends...













Saturday, June 20, 2009

the bird that plucked the Olive Leaf
has been circling like a record 'round the spindle in my mind
where the needle's worn the grooves too deep,
and scratched the wax that's blistered from the heat besides
so from any movement in the room-
if my cat walked by the arm skipped!
but to my surprise, my interrupting cat improved
a sound already so severely compromised

the needle's worn the grooves too deep

I'm a donkey's jaw on a desert dune
beside the bust that Moses saw
that burned and yet was not consumed
she's the silver coin I lost,
I'm the sheep who slipped away
we pray the fingers crossed
but you listen patiently anyway

I wrote a little song for you
with a melody I'd borrowed put to words that didn't rhyme
to repeat what you already knew
as the stones thrown at your window tapped a syncopated time
you kept a distance out of fear you'd break
but what good's a single windchime, hanging quiet all alone?
the music our collisions would make
is a sound that turns the road-that-leads-us-back-home
into Home.

the music our collisions make!

I had a rust spade but I'm not the fighting sort
if I was Samson I'd have found that harlot's blade
and cut my own hair short!
then in a market dimly lit I come casually to pay
you see my coins are counterfeit
but accept them anyway

so spare me your goodbyes,
your waving-handkerchief-good-byes
given my tendency to err so on the sentimental side
i'll spare you my goodbyes,
the truth belongs to G-d,
the mistakes were mine.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

I have been quite the busy bee lately


and it's been faaantastic


i could use a day off though...  it doesn't look like that's going to happen any time soon


oh well!


hope all is well out there in blog land!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Thursday, April 9, 2009

I wish I could do better by you,
Cos that's what you deserve.
You sacrifice so much of your life,
In order for this to work.

While I'm off chasing my own dreams,
Sailing around the world,
Please know that I'm yours to keep,
My beautiful girl.

And when you cry a piece of my heart dies,
Knowing that I may have been the cause,
If you were to leave, fulfill someone elses dreams,
I think I might totally be lost.

But you don't ask for no diamond rings,
No delicate string of pearls,
That's why I wrote this song to sing,
My beautiful girl

Monday, March 16, 2009


Do you have an extra $10 and some artistic talent?
Why don't you redecorate a room??


Like this guy

pretty epic if you ask me!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

this took forever

1. a picture of you in your room.
2. a picture with someone you don't actually like.
3. a picture of you very drunk.
4. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favorite holiday.
5. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.
6. a picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.
7. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.
8. a picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.
9. a picture of a night you regret...

10. a picture of you truly being yourself.
11. the most recent picture of you.

12. a picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.
13. a picture of you showing off a new haircut/color.
14. a picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.
15. a picture of a time in your life that's over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is...

16. a picture of you when you were anything but happy....
17. a picture of you when you were nothing but happy.....

18. a picture of you when you were a different person than you are now....
19. a picture of you with someone you love....
20. a picture of how you'd like the world to see you....
21. a picture that describes how you'd like to spend everyday...

22. a picture of a time when everything was changing...

23. a picture that makes your heart hurt....
24. a picture that makes your heart smile...
25. a picture of you on one of the best days/nights of your life....
26. a picture from your past....
27. a picture of your present....
28. a picture of your future....

29. a picture you couldnt leave out....

30. a picture of just you...

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

another note to myself

Life is too short to continue living this way.
this isn't the first time you've been fucked over and it won't be the last.
is it worth loosing everything over?
are THEY worth loosing everything over?


no.



take a break.
use the next 20 days to relax and take some time for yourself.
then take the world by storm

it's the only destiny you've ever known.

you are better than this
you are stronger than this
everyone around you believes that, it's time for you to believe it too.


they just fucked themselves...
...not your problem anymore, not your concern anymore, not your worry anymore


one blow after another the past 3 years....
even worse the past 3 months.

but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger
right?
right.


focus on the positive today and everyday.
learn to love life again.

with, or without him in it.


you can do it.


-Christina


Monday, January 19, 2009

my kingdom for a trundle bed

goddamn, it's a joke that you'll never forget,
there's no evidence of anything like it yet,
we imagined it me and my friends would get by
(pay the check, sneak back and call it a night)
Afraid to make a mistake?
don't you know i do it for a living?
i'm told it takes a toll but it's so unremitting
but as long as you leave me alone,
i promise i'll call and it won't be long.

(and you won't know why)

i know that i could leave everything, you never expressed to me any sort of idea that we'd grown apart. i'll go back and collect my belongings the rest will fit fine in my car. Secrets that nobody knows about, changes that hurt to let go.

It's my black eye swollen shut from tonight,
it looks bad but the pain has been dulled
do you mind if i sleep on your floor tonight?
i'll be gone in the morning
it's me, you'll forget that i'd come.
i could barely breathe
i was sucking air out of my crushed lungs
we were flying so fast down the road and i stretch my limbs on the floor of my house
i'd forgot we'd been here alone.


Trains bround us to the city when we were young we passed the country it was electric green and it spread apart tell me what nobody knows about. A hug and a smile and I'll see you soon, we were just passengers all along making our way to get by

I'll see you still,
we could be on our own.
I wanted the truth as simple as you could give it to me right now.
And still in the end,
it's good to hear your voice on my telephone.
I'll travel across the country and still end up on your front steps
the way that we first met...
I'm sorry I'm so