saved my life

i was already feelin rather tired and a little hungover yesterday, damn you robbie & dutch blitz, and then i got elbowed in the face on the subway. so monday has been deleted this week, and we're gonna go ahead and start over today. whoop! okay! reset. good. i had baklava for breakfast. now the grammy bits that were best bits... (leaving out riri just because i juuuuust had that song up in here.)

 

 

come ON annie lennox! you are too freakin great, i can't: even. okay happy monuesday.

saved my life

let's have all videos be dance videos like this video, okay?



obviously. first time ever i've liked sia labeouf.

happy monday, thick skins, elastic hearts.

saved my life

way too many feels right now. oh world, whatever will we do with you?



happy monday, heavy hearts.

saved my life and all of that

i have been gone forever. there was much to do. and then there was hawaii. and then there was the end of my job. (there is a new one coming soon, you'll hear about that before long.) and then a friend of mine died. and all of our hearts broke, me and so many people in this city and beyond. we have been dealing. we have been spending time. indulging. grieving. sharing. loving. being together. walking. missing. remembering. hugging and holding. eating and drinking. being lost. being grateful. being angry. young men should not die.

i re-read joan didion. the year of magical thinking. the memorial was this last weekend. it was hard and wonderful. full of love and tears and laughter. we are not good at grieving, we in this country, continent, time. i can't tell you how much it helped to be weeping in a space with other weeping people for a few hours. i can't tell you how much i love these people, my people, in this city. i can't tell you how thankful i am that i am in this strange bubble of time where i am not working and can be with these people.

here is the song, the video, that has been on repeat this last week. until morning light.



next week i will be back to Real Life. until then. reading. dancing. singing. remembering. loving.

blister, burn

holy god, catching fire is bleak. and fantastic. and devastating. and i loved it. and i want to see it again right this minute. i very much liked the first film, but there were a few punches i felt they pulled - the dogs being mutts, particularly, which is such a powerful terrible idea. which made sense cuz kids movie... but. this film doesn't pull punches. the old man in district 11. i love that the costumes and makeup look real - not polished high-def movie real. but. stagey. put on. the tributes dressed up. you see the texture, you see the fabric and the seams and the way things sit on or dig into skin. the sweat, spit, tears, hair, fire. flickerman's teeth. glass. where there is polish and where there is not. utility vs comfort vs costume. yes, this is a very well handled film. oh it is dark. 

johanna. jenna malone, who i have loved forever, is brilliant and sad. her anger is overwhelming and roiling. she is my favourite for a million miles.

catching fire was the best book in the series for me, and one of the more intoxicating books i've read. the movie does it proper justice. oh i am pleased, i am heartbroken. also, buy the soundtrack. it is really really really good. elastic heart. oh god.

also, i recommend you read this. the odds are never in our favour.

saved my life

popladies! dancemonday! i'm so chipper-cheerful today it is GROSS. sorries!





i have a good feeling about this week, monday. let's do this.

saved my life

we listen to a remixed version of iron by woodkid in extension room classes. solid song. and i was advised to watch the video.

hooolllllly heck! it has everything! horses! owls! wolves! storms! tattoos! pattern on pattern outfits!!! doooo it up, monday!



and since we're in the mood , here's another solid workout track i've had in my head lately.



go workout, silly kids!