Wish – Ellen Allien
I wish it could be true.
There was a boy and a girl and they found in each other a likeness that they had found in no one else before. Their eyes met for the first time and they knew without saying anything, even to themselves, that they understood each other completely. That no matter what they said, it meant nothing for their eyes said far greater and deeper things than were possible with the tongue.
And, without saying anything, they started to work together.
They started riding bicycles everywhere. They got rid of their cars and bartered with others on the few occasions they needed to transport items that were too large and bulky to take with them on a bicycle.
They made buttons with the image of a bicycle and a heart on it, that said “i wish it could be true,” and gave them out to their friends.
They loved life, and their passion spread. Others started to ride bicycles as well, and started to help passing out the pins. Pretty soon the images were being posted across buildings and a revolution was born. It was bigger than Obama, because it was a true revolution, one that promoted an idea that individuals adapted to, rather than a leader to who was tasked with the burden of taking responsibility off of the shoulders of the citizens.
People admitted responsibility by making new choices.
Show Me Your Naughty Bits
I chat online a lot and I wanted to tell a story about one of my experiences. It’s a little exaggerated, but only the throwing up bit.
Created a New Blog to Connect the LA Underground
Making a new blog. I’m talking yoga, art, music, bloggers, journalism, videos, photography, parties, dancing, bonfires, museums, fucking COOL SHIT.
I read this book, and it talks about doing what you love, no matter what, and committing to it. I love blogging. I love communicating. I love making music. I love telling stories. I love social networking. I love the internet. I love bicycles. I love dancing. I love fashion (although you can’t really tell from looking at me).
I love PEOPLE – hot damn, I really really love people.
There’s something in my DNA that demands that I tell stories, that I share my experience, that I make music and tell you how I see things, how I feel. It’s this same obsession that wants to listen to you as well, because listening to you share your experiences and emotions via music, art, fashion or just talking is part of my own adventure.
So this new blog is to capture all of that, repackage it from my raw mindstate, and give back, to you. This blog is to connect all the differenct artist, music, fashion and cultural communities in Los Angeles. In the future we will have:
- forum
- our own domain for easy search
- links to communities via going.com, facebook, twitter and other online portals
- articles, profiles, reviews, downloads, images and videos.
- a featured Twitter list on listorious
What else would you want to see?
Finshed a Song Today Hooray! ^_^
i finished a song. it’s about this guy at the bus stop who had a cold and was blowing his nose on tissues that looked like they had already been used a lot. I watched him and wrote a story about it in my journal. then I made a song about it. the song is called 11 becuase i always see that number and it reminds me to listen instead of assuming i’m always right, to listen and try to understand.
Worried Shoes – Karen O and the Kids
he forgot to take off his worried shoes
She was five years old, and she was crying.
Here mother walked by, swooped the little girl up in her arms and sat down in the rocking chair. She held her child close to her chest, rocking slowly back and forth. “Dawn [Go Away]” was spinning in the record player.
At the end of the song the mother pulled the child from her chest and sat her on her lap.
What has made you cry my little sweetheart?
The little girl looked up with her eyes, her chin still lowered, shrugged.
I don’t know. I just feel sad sometimes. I don’t know where it comes from.
The mother didn’t quite understand, but nodded anyway.
I think you need to take off your worried shoes my dear!
She patted her daughter’s hair down and gazed out the window. The little girl crawled off her mother’s lap a few minutes later and started writing in her notebook. She wrote a story about a llama meeting a goat.
The llama and the goat were good friends and they were walking in the field together one day. They tromped through the overgrown field that had not been mowed in far too long. The long blades tickled their knees and caused them to pause often and scratch themselves with their hooves.
Soon they came upon a large puddle of water that had accumulated during the rainstorm two nights prior. The goat stepped gently on the edge and fell in.
The llama laughed. He laughed and laughed and laughed until his knees buckled beneath him and he crashed into the puddle as well.
The goat and the llama stepped over each other as they climbed out and collapsed in the grass next to the puddle, their wet matted hair pressed firmly into their bodies. The sun glistened over them and they enjoyed the heat from the sun, smiles rested on their lips, eyes closed.
The goat and the llama drifted into sleep, when a sudden thought crossed the goat’s mind.
What if I wake up and the llama’s gone? I would be all alone and he might eat my food, and tell all the animals about my falling into the puddle. I should get up and head back first so I can make sure everyone understands how I feel and how he laughed at me when I fell. No one should travel with the llama.
These thoughts continued to run through the goat’s head until he started to believe them. He quickly forgot the laughs they shared and the calmness they’d entered into while laying in the sun.
He lifted his head and looked around as he scrambled to his feet and began to trot back toward the barn.
He had forgotten to take off his worried shoes.
- Building All Is Love – Karen O and the Kids
- My Girls – Animal Collective
- Time to Pretend – MGMT
- Oslo in the Summertime – Of Montreal
- Somewhere Only We Know – Keane
- The Middle – Jimmy Eat World
- We’re Going to Be Friends – White Stripes
- Runaway – Yeah Yeah Yeahs
- Worried Shoes – Karen O and the Kids
**note** I couldn’t find all the songs on blogs, so the ones that are hyperlinked will take you to the song on YouTube ^_^
I don’t Blame You – Cat Power
bicycle in los angeles
Sometimes we make ourselves perfect in our minds. More often though, we make other people perfect in our minds.
For a long time, the girl would think to herself “I don’t blame you” every time someone would turn away from her, be rude, forget about her, say something nasty, or be generally inconsiderate or mean.
She herself wasn’t considerate, to herself or anyone else, unless she wanted something. This wasn’t a conscious decision, this was just how she was. She never thought about why she was this way, or if she should stop treating people as objects. She just never thought about it, like the way one drinks water; without contemplation, to alleviate an unconscious thirst.
She never thought about it at all, and therefore continued in a circle, repeating the same mistakes over and over agian. It was as though she were riding a bicycle that was not only missing a seat, but was too small so it hurt the knees to pedal it. And people kept trying to tell her that there were bicycles that had cushy seats and were larger than 20 inches that wouldn’t hurt her knees, but she couldn’t hear them because she hadn’t realized yet that she didn’t feel good.
Cat Power – I don’t Blame You
I don’t Blame You for Grindin’ and Shinin’ – (Clipse vs Cat Power)
Don’t Get Lost in Heaven – The Gorillaz
One day there was this boy. And he was sweet, with deep blue eyes that connected to heaven.
The boy grew up, and became very smart and able bodied. He became strong, with bulging muscles and a lean frame. He was never tall per say, but tall enough.
As he grew up, traveling over the highway of life, he took a wrong turn. Down a path that was dark and wide. There was no road left, no signs to give any indication of where he was heading anymore.
He forgot how to find his way back and the light in his eyes dimmed. He was still connected to heaven, because he was still alive, but he was no longer aware, and drifted from person to person trying to find it in them.
One day he approached a girl.
“You already know how to find heaven,” she replied when he asked her how to find his way back. A hint of a smile appeared as one corner of her mouth lifted and a dimple appeared in her left cheek. “You’re already there.”
The boy was confused and argued with her.
“No. I have nothing, I am not in heaven, I’ll never find it. You silly girl, you don’t know what you’re talking about! You seem very kind, but you’re not being sensible.”
Her smile grew bigger and softer, her eyes glowed with patience, with love.
“It’s like you’re looking for your glasses, but they’ve been on top of your head the whole time. You just can’t see them.”
Such Great Heights – Iron and Wine by vlectronicaNirvana – Rainbow Chaser remix by Erol Alkan by vlectronica
Ballad Of Big Nothing – Elliott Smith by vlectronica
So Glad To See You – Hot Chip by vlectronica
True Affection – The Blow by vlectronica
[[ This playlist is actually longer but I didn't realize Sound Cloud capped uploads at 5 per month. So tomorrow I'll find another site to share with, today I have to go to work ^_^ ]]
For now you can at least listen to the added Gorillaz Track since it inspired the name of this post by listening below, even though you can’t download it.
Top 10 Indie mp3 Music Blogs
Where do you go when you need your music fix?
The article “Top 10 Things Better Than Sex” quotes a survey conducted by Marrakesh Records that proves that “Music is hugely important… 60% of 16-24 year-olds would rather go without sex than music for a week. This increases to 70% for 16-19 year-olds.”
In no particular order (because I did enough work finding the sites, let alone organizing them) here’s the top 10 best blogs to visit to get your indie music fix.
How did I find these? I did a google blog search and I judged the blogs by the titles. The thing about Indie kids is that they love to be avante guard, so it was easy to pick the good blogs by their titles. I also find that Indie kids like to wear plaid with stripes, drink PBR and talk watch the movie “Harold and Maude.”
10. The Walrus
9. hear ya
8. Covert Curiosity – I love Austin, and I’ve never even been there. This is why – they have an amazing music scene there.
7. Fingertips Music – free and legal downloads, what a neat concept!
I couldn’t find a picture to put with this post and the site isn’t update as much as I’d like, but they have a good 2009 compilation of best tracks.
3. Indie Shuffle - Okay, so you can’t download the tracks on this site, but they pick some fantastic songs, and if you’re internet savvy you can probably find them somewhere else anyway …
2. Obscure Sound – This site almost didn’t make the top 10. The synopsis’ were a little too long, the pictures they post are almost uninteresting and the layout is boring. But, they go to great lengths to bring you a few tracks from each featured artist. The tracks are for very specific tastes, however, so you may not find a lot of things you like here.
1. Everybody Cares – Ideally I was only posting blogs on here that have a lot of music posted and are updated frequently, but I stumbled across this blog and fell in love with the title “Everybody Cares”. It’s so true, everybody does care, and their most recent post is an Elliott Smith track which sealed the already pretty tightly sealed deal.
Mistruths and Bad Decisions
This article, printed in the LA Times today, exemplifies the importance of honesty and avoiding secrets. More importantly, however, it exemplifies the difficulty that Americans have with making moral decisions.
Perhaps if we we made more decisions based on ethics rather than fear or selfishness we would not find ourselves with the need to keep so many secrets.
Operating under a model of transparency is scary, but it is necessary in the digital age of the new millennium.
It is not possible to keep things hidden, to keep secrets, and what’s the point anyway?
The point is that we are afraid of telling the truth, afraid of letting other see our truth, afraid of speaking our truth, and we are afraid of your truth. We are afraid of your truth if it does not fit into the model that we think will work best in our life.
When we are afraid to hear the truth, we often do not hear it and we will, too, revert to speaking in mistruths ourselves.
It is easy to point out a problem, but you might wonder now, what is the solution?
The solution is up to the individual, and comes when a person decides whether or not they care about what I just wrote about. If they care about topics such as morality and honesty then they will take steps to become more aware of the world around them and their affect on it.
If they don’t care, well, they will probably continue to be afraid of getting caught doing something they would rather no one knew about.
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