imogen
25 May 2009 @ 02:20 am
1. Moved to Cleveland. Back later.

2. 4 Songs & A Fight / The Sounds
 
 
mood: recklessly optimistic
 
 
 
imogen


Bonne année, I hope 2009 brings you lots of good times and bike rides. I'm having a mimosa in my sweatpants, thus accomplishing two big New Year's Resolutions, right out of the gate:

1. do what I want
2. dress how I please
3. if prevented from doing no. 2, see no. 1 for details

BAM.

Also, if you're in a bandom fic kind of mood, go and read the popoffacork stories! I got the best ever surprise: take the guitar player for a ride, a pitch-perfect Tom/Jon that covers one of my favorite canonical periods -- that time when Tom was kicked out of his band and came and crashed Jon's tour like Jon's hot, moody unemployed boyfriend. Though the authors are not to be revealed until the 7th, I knew as soon as I saw the title who'd written mine and kicked my feet in joy. This is how sneaky she is: when I asked her about her story, she made up an entire decoy plot and pairing and we talked (at length!) about it. You guys, I can barely come up with a ONE REAL story. This one is dense and incredibly hot, and balances beautifully the outwardly reckless behavior that disguises subtle inward changes that I think fit perfectly how clearly Tomrad has changed since then. She fleshes out that crucial moment perfectly. Go read them all, it's a really lovely crop of stories, and tip your hat to jae_w who organized it all.

NPR keeps asking me to consider donating my car or boat to their vehicle donation program, which is a great idea. I'm not sure how I accumulated all these boats, but by god, some sad boatless person out there deserves my benevolence.

eta: I forgot! New Year's poetry tiems. This time of year I usually like to read or post this poem by Rumi, but yesterday I saw this one on breathe_poetry and it made me laugh, and that's criteria for inclusion right there.


New Year's Day

New Year's Day--
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average.

- Kobayashi Issa (1763-1828), trans. Robert Hass
 
 
mood: grateful
 
 
 
imogen
08 December 2008 @ 05:04 pm
I was tagged, so memeCollapse )

Also, a few songs I have loved this year, unrestricted by canonical calendar release dateCollapse )
 
 
mood: cold
music: thrice all american - neko case
 
 
 
imogen
Don't you feel like you woke up one morning sometime in the last 2 weeks and American politics had become a fandom?


http://rahmblr.tumblr.com/

All the networks will be doing from now until January is fighting to post their Obama new Administration season spoilers first. Isn't there a secret community I can go to for this?
 
 
music: electric feel - mgmt
 
 
 
imogen
02 November 2008 @ 06:36 pm
Why is it Sunday? Why am I not dancing languidly in an awesome warehouse?



I feel a yé-yé music post coming on.
 
 
mood: delighted
 
 
 
imogen
31 October 2008 @ 01:22 pm
I said I was back, and then I went away again.

bright light city gonna set my soul on fireCollapse )
 
 
mood: hopeful
music: scissor sisters - laura
 
 
 
imogen
23 October 2008 @ 04:22 pm
Haaay. I'm not dead! I'm back from London, fully higherly edumacated, righteously broke, jobless, and sleeping on my mom's couch. YEAH THATS RIGHT. JEALOUS?



How are you? Leave a message after the beep.
 
 
mood: akjasdfjasd
music: uh huh her - explode
 
 
 
imogen
24 June 2008 @ 04:34 pm
I just moved again and haven't managed to beg, borrow or steal the internets off a neighbor yet, so there'll be a little bit more radio silence than usual. Good thing I packed all these bottles of wine and these illegally downloaded episodes of "Mad Men" when I booked it out of the last place, though, huh.
 
 
 
imogen
18 May 2008 @ 12:42 pm
S is for Sunday and Sunday is for:

1. sleeping in

2. Santogold!!1Collapse )

3. "studying" at the National Gallery. Where I should have been an hour ago. Ahahaha ha ha mrph.
 
 
mood: lazy
music: Santogold - Your Voice
 
 
 
imogen
14 May 2008 @ 06:48 pm
I don't know what Justin Timberlake is doing these days besides his mom your mom, but he should have dropped everything and jumped at the chance to be the the filling in this sweet Conchords manwich. I feel I am owed some kind of explanation. Maybe baby can"t rollerskate?Collapse )

Since we last spoke I did some more gallivanting, quickly to New York and then even more quickly to Germany. The first was so, so great, and filled with much-missed familiar faces. (Germany was also good. Lots of bicycles and efficiency. Also sex shops and fresh asparagus.) There was cake on the steps of Columbia and many trips to the Met, and there's a part of me that wishes I was still there. I got to see the final dress rehearsal of Satyagraha, Philip Glass' opera about Gandhi's activities in South Africa, which was super strange and waffled between fabulous sets (huge puppets, fire, plastic wrap) and grindingly awful music. I know Glass is a watchword for challenging modern scores, but this was really like listening to the orchestra play the scales for 3.5 hours. And then someone dressed as MLK came out and stood on a platform in front of a huge screen with clouds projected on it and Gandhi hobbled around with a stick, singing, and, um, some choices were made and some things happened and I don't know. It was also entirely in Sanskrit.

I was going to post about how The Kills are all that's keeping me musically entertained these days, while the Yeah Yeah Yeah's continue to do whatever it is they're doing (Where the Wild Things Are?) and I pretend that Goldfrapp's Seventh Tree never happened. But Gossip Girl is doing it for me. Every episode I watch, I ponder, which song by the Kills will they use? can I have an AU wherein Serena and Georgina are a couple of coke-fuled lesbian black widows who lure guys into threesomes so they can make their snuff films? is Chuck's middle name really Valmont? & so on. So here is some of that, from No Wow, Midnight Boom, and Keep On Your Mean Side.




* What New York Used to Be
* The Good Ones
* Last Day of Magic
* U.R.A. Fever
* Hook and Line
* Getting Down
* Sour Cherry
* Black Balloon
* No Wow
* Kissy Kissy
* zip
 
 
mood: tired
music: N.E.R.D. - Everybody Nose