In so many ways, we were profoundly comfortable and well suited. And you were so nice to me. Affectionate, generous, caring. Dedicated. Loving. Available. Consistent.But too consistent. Frozen in carbonate consistent. Unwilling, if it meant loosening your utter strangle hold, the compulsive denial, the tamping down of your darkness, that actually ran the show. You… Continue reading Untitled
Tag: nostalgia
For Zita
New mix tape; revisiting the music I’ve performed to as Zita the Aerialist. http://neevita.net/performance-gallery/ http://neevita.net/category/events/ Thank you, Zita. You saved my life. (if player doesn’t load, please install/update flash) http://journal.neevita.net/mp3mixs/ForZita/Embodied.mp3 | titles=SILKS 2008: The Obsidian Show 2008 – Maurice Chevalier and Lisa Gerrard,DOUBLES TRAPEZE 2006: Chimera featuring Beverly Rose – Massive Attack: Live With Me,SLING… Continue reading For Zita
Mixed in Mono
Before the Tomb and the Womb and Covering Lisa, there was Mixed in Mono. Mixed in Mono is a primitive recording I made by layering multiple vocals into a single track with Goldwave circa 1996, using the Windows sound recorder. It was discovering the music of Dead Can Dance during a time in which everything… Continue reading Mixed in Mono
Living lean: cleaning out clutter in my life.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my house, and how I got to this place of being EXCITED to live in ~200sft, from where I was when I was younger. At one point when I was about 15, I realized that I’d never be able to run away from home unless I figured out what… Continue reading Living lean: cleaning out clutter in my life.
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Yesterday, I believed I never would have done, what I did today.
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Was in the bath again, thinking about times in my life I’ve fallen deep, and started looking to my relationship with music. Nirvana. Portishead. Dead Can Dance. Donnie Darko. Batman Begins. Amnesiac. Archive. Hula. The Fountain. Alice: Madness Returns. All music I’ve lived, sunk deep into, invited into a certain significant flow of my life,… Continue reading Untitled
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“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ― Mary Oliver
R.I.P. Zita the Aerialist, 2004-2012
This year, more than most and less than some, has been a year of letting things go and allowing new things in. In that vein, it seems another identifying aspect of my life has come to a close. Once first recognizing mixed feelings regarding how to credit my aerial acts in “Embodied”, and after months… Continue reading R.I.P. Zita the Aerialist, 2004-2012
Hula: Pop me a Pill
Hula – Pop me a pill (mp3 file) Got to find something To smile about So when I see you I look happy Except for all the drinking, I’m healthy. Pop me a pill Oooh baby I will even front you The money For making you feel better all over There’s no fuckin reason to… Continue reading Hula: Pop me a Pill