Tuesday, September 23, 2014

araabMUZIK // Beauty

Over the weekend I returned to yoga after a month-long hiatus. I was surprised by how the poses settled so well in my bones after such an uncomfortably long break, but I guess that’s what I love about yoga and what keeps me coming back - yoga makes me feel at home in my body, even (and maybe especially) when my physical home is in flux. 

There hasn’t been time for much recently, between traveling and moving and working. I wish I had more to say than that, but there is nothing else, there is nothing but packing and unpacking, arriving and leaving, suitcases and boxes and powerpoints and spreadsheets. 

Fortunately, the end of this week heralds the end of at least one major project that’s sat heavily on my shoulders for the last few months. All I look forward to is the chance to exhale. 

(Source: Spotify)

Monday, August 18, 2014

Chet Faker // 1998

Just discovered this album - how did I not discover it sooner? The sadness plunges, sinks deeply under my skin. I fucking love it. 

Monday, May 12, 2014

Panama // How We Feel

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Mat Zo // Only For You

(Source: Spotify)

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Gemini Club // Nothing But History 

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Banks // Warm Water

Hi. I’m alive.

More words to come. I’m drowning in work and just haven’t the time to produce words for pleasure. 

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Bear Lake // Strange Days

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Arctic Monkeys // Do I Wanna Know? 

If someone were to describe you in one word, what would it be? “Passionate,” “kind,” “hard-working,” and “ambitious” are common adjectives that come to mind. But when I think about leaving this world, about my body being reduced to dust leaving behind only traces of memories in the minds of those who once knew me, I think about how I’d like to be remembered for so much more than that. 

I’ve often been told that I’m intimidating. It’s a fair characterization. I am intimidating. I give everyone long, cold stares; I let my eyes burn holes in bodies from across the room. But as easy as it would be to write myself off as being cold and intimidating, I’d like to think of myself as something else altogether. 

If I could choose one word that I’d want people to describe me as, it would be disarming. I want to disarm you, to walk into a room and have my presence felt without needing to say a single word. I want the courage in your veins to dry up once we speak, I want to catch you so off guard that your usual sense of confidence falters when you’re around me. I want to drift in and out of your thoughts like a passing fog, to saturate your waking moments with images of me. I want you to drink me up in slow, savoring gulps and let it linger on your lips for the hours that follow. 

Beyond rhyme or reason, I want your body to respond to me in a way that’s inexplicable and unavoidable. 

Perhaps it’s this desire that makes this song resonate with me so much. There’s something visceral about it, a sound that’s both sensual and dark, that evokes images of questionable decisions and steamy nights. But perhaps that’s just the way I’d describe my interactions with others: a bit flirtatious, a bit dark, and always a bit visceral. 

So have you got the guts?
Been wondering if your heart’s still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down and pucker up
I’m sorry to interrupt. It’s just I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you
I don’t know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Owl Eyes // Nightswim (Fractures Remix)

Every time I spend an extended period of time in LA, I end up returning to San Francisco in a temporary state of depression. I expend my energy thinking of him, thinking of what I’ve left behind. 

It’s bittersweet to know that my time in San Francisco will inevitably come to an end, but it also never gets less difficult to pack up and walk, drive, fly away. While my life is here, my heart is elsewhere - it beats in a body 400 miles away. 

Eventually there will come a time where we’ll spend every morning waking up to the scent of each other’s skin. I’ll spend afternoons arching my back into our sheets, breaking this bed beneath our bones. 

But until then, there is just distance. Stretches of time fill the space between us. 

You are all I look forward to. 

Sunday, October 13, 2013

City and Colour // Un-Thinkable - I’m Ready

(Source: Spotify)