A main thing I have noticed that is different between doing shows in school and doing shows outside of school.
okay the wall of tired has hit, i’m sad and i miss being somewhere with people i like/who like me back. can i have a hug
Will said he won’t do more until “shit goes viral.”
I know I have a lot of information to learn tonight but I am rather content to lay upside down on my bed and look at the sky and listen to music
I won’t become a doctor.
One day you will be sick.” —
Poem written by an 11 year old Afghan girl
This poem was recorded in a NYT magazine article about female underground poetry groups in Afghanistan. An amazing article about the ways in which women are using a traditional two line poetry form to express their resistance to male oppression, their feelings about love (considered blasphemous), and their doubts about religion.
oh my gosh
(Nuns) were the first feminists, earning Ph.D.’s or working as surgeons long before it was fashionable for women to hold jobs. As managers of hospitals, schools and complex bureaucracies, they were the first female C.E.O.’s.
They are also among the bravest, toughest and most admirable people in the world. In my travels, I’ve seen heroic nuns defy warlords, pimps and bandits. Even as bishops have disgraced the church by covering up the rape of children, nuns have redeemed it with their humble work on behalf of the neediest.
So, Pope Benedict, all I can say is: You are crazy to mess with nuns.
The Vatican issued a stinging reprimand of American nuns this month and ordered a bishop to oversee a makeover of the organization that represents 80 percent of them. In effect, the Vatican accused the nuns of worrying too much about the poor and not enough about abortion and gay marriage.
What Bible did that come from? Jesus in the Gospels repeatedly talks about poverty and social justice, yet never explicitly mentions either abortion or homosexuality. If you look at who has more closely emulated Jesus’s life, Pope Benedict or your average nun, it’s the nun hands down.
Since the papal crackdown on nuns, they have received an outpouring of support. “Nuns were approached by Catholics at Sunday liturgies across the country with a simple question: ‘What can we do to help?’ ” The National Catholic Reporter recounted. It cited one parish where a declaration of support for nuns from the pulpit drew loud applause, and another that was filled with shouts like, “You go, girl!”
At least four petition drives are under way to support the nuns. One on Change.org has gathered 15,000 signatures. The headline for this column comes from an essay by Mary E. Hunt, a Catholic theologian who is developing a proposal for Catholics to redirect some contributions from local parishes to nuns.
“How dare they go after 57,000 dedicated women whose median age is well over 70 and who work tirelessly for a more just world?” Hunt wrote. “How dare the very men who preside over a church in utter disgrace due to sexual misconduct and cover-ups by bishops try to distract from their own problems by creating new ones for women religious?”
Sister Joan Chittister, a prominent Benedictine nun, said she had worried at first that nuns spend so much time with the poor that they would have no allies. She added that the flood of support had left her breathless.
“It’s stunningly wonderful,” she said. “You see generations of laypeople who know where the sisters are — in the streets, in the soup kitchens, anywhere where there’s pain. They’re with the dying, with the sick, and people know it.”” —
How do people expect me to do work when Jack Antonoff exists?
And Satan said, “I will put good bands on both sides of the poster.”
How did I ever forget my love for They Might Be Giants?!
THE MUSIC WE CHOOSE TO HEAR
Sunday afternoon. A woman stands on the corner, playing violin.
A child watches from a distance as the people pass, hustle and bustle, paying her no attention.
“Why don’t they stop and listen to her music?” The child asks his father.
“It’s like they don’t even see her.”
The father thinks for a moment before answering-
“Sometimes the older we get the more often we think we’ve seen everything. And the more that we think that we’ve seen, the easier it is to just keep on walking forward worrying about what we’re going to see next, and how we’re going to feel when we see it.”
On the corner the violinist plays with such spirit her music soars, swirling up and around the strangers. They push through it, avoiding the notes like a heavy rain, heads down, bodies barreling. The child takes it all in, then looks toward his father, curious-
“But what if the next thing they are supposed to see is that woman on the corner playing a beautiful song on her violin? And what if they don’t even notice her because they think they saw her already, and they think they already heard that song?”
The crosswalk changes signals as the father readies his reply.
“Well, that happens too. It happens every day. But the best we can do is to try and remember to stop when we can, and listen to this music, and even if we’ve heard it before, imagine what it felt like that very first time.”
They approach the violinist and her song washes over them. The boy holds his father’s hand and smiles. The father smiles back.
The violinist closes her eyes and pours her soul into her instrument.
They’ve never heard this song before, and it is beautiful.
is there a place I can apply for Most Awkward Late Night Interaction with Object of Friend Lust?
do you ever feel like you like someone a lot more than they like you and then start to feel like you’re just annoying them because while you always want to talk to them they probably don’t always want to talk to you and it stresses you out a lot and then you just start to feel really depressed about it
- me: hey i just met you
- me: and this is crazy
- me: but i own all your albums and have your posters on my wall and a blog dedicated to you and i cry over your face daily
- me: so call me maybe
i dont know what to do with myself.
Femme is about being a babe inside of your own brain.
It’s about feeling like you are taking care of you.
It’s about knowing that you have assembled a team of experts – friends, partners, chosen family, lovers, mentors – to go through your life with. People who will see you the way you see you, and who aren’t afraid to set you to rights when you need a talking to.
Femme is about trusting your own conceptions of beauty, power, pleasure, and generosity.
If “femininity” is defined according to (sexist!) social expectations and separated entirely from “masculinity,” then Femme is looking over its shoulder and laughing at all those rules.” —-On Being a Babe Inside Your Own Brain @ BOSSY FEMME.COM (via gingerrqueer)
I am talking so much and being so generally happy that I am annoying myself.
Work three shows in ten hours. Fall asleep at 1:30. Get up at 6:30. Feel sad until you realize you can go to the last show and strike.