Monday, July 27, 2009

some things are just wrong.

i'm not sure if i've made mention of how much i dislike the hype about MJ's death. overall, i'm not really one to drool over tabloids or gossip blogs or get overly emotional about celebrity happenins and such.

it's true that MJ's death is sad and his music was influential. there's no denying that. did i looove the black and white video with macaulay culkin? you know i did. do i own the jackson five christmas album? you better believe it. with this being said, i still don't understand why weeks after his death people are still trying rekindle the hysteria.

for instance, i was toolin' around on salon.com and i saw the title: "Michael Jackson's hair to be made into diamonds" my first reaction was to regurgitate my breakfast. the second and conclusive reaction was to click on the link.

i won't ruin the article for you. i'll let you see it for yourself:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2009/jul/27/michael-jackson-hair-diamonds

basically, the next time you think about buying a diamond (which i'm not totally against as long as they are from canada) let this be your driving force to NOT purchase one that are related to such circumstances. perhaps Blood Diamond didn't sway you but maybe this will.

Friday, July 24, 2009

WrItInG tHe wRoNgS.

So, I came across an article in the NYT today: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/20/opinion/20hotchner.html

The title caught my eye: "A Moveable Feast" - quite possibly one of my favorite literary treats. As I got to reading this treatise, I was a bit floored. Who in their right mind would allow someone to re-write another man's memoir? For reals?


Sure, at times we find ourselves borrowing from those who inspire us - but we surely don't mutilate their work. So, at what point should a line be drawn between borrowing and defacing? Sure, renditions of famous paintings cause no real harm - in fact one pays a sort of homage by doing so. In any art form you can borrow to adhere to your own, but in no way should it be appropriate to amend an individual's praised and completed work...simply because you do not agree with what that individual has written.


In the case of literature, it's completely acceptable to form your style around the works of another author. However, it is not appropriate to take one's book, re-write sections of the story (that you feel are the correct set of occurrences)and then keep the title, with the author's name, and adding your own. I'm completely fine with someone taking the work and responding to it in a matter that they feel rights the wrong - but in their own words, on their own pages with their own title. Honestly, when this sort of thing happens I feel there is only one to blame - the publishers. As keepers of the books that authors entrust to them, they have no right to allow such blatent disgrace.


I seriously hope people do not buy this book if Scribner does decide to publish the piece. Srsly, now.

Monday, June 29, 2009

one man's trash...

...is another man's treasure. Some people may frown on the idea of dumpster diving/picking up random treasures off the side of the road, but for several years I've seen this as a way of acquiring new and eclectic pieces for my humble abodes.

Since I'm not ready to completely settle, I have found it easiest to decorate my apartment with Craigslist findings or the occasional trashed treasure then forking over buko (sp?) bucks for a bookshelf or a side table. Each piece has a story and character--every dent, scratch and loose table leg has a tale to tell.

It's incredible how much junk we accumulate. I consider myself a minimalist and like clean lines with less clutter (although I have been known to have a pile here or there) so when I moved about a month or so ago, I was surprised by the amount of junk I had accumulated in one short year. This got me thinking about how many of us base so much of our successes on what we can buy/afford. I'm a culprit. As I was packing I found things that I had never even opened - lotions, shampoo, clothes. It's ridiculous. It was the two for one sale that got me...it got me good...on several occasions.

Well, it's not going to happen anymore. In fact, as I was perusing the internet, looking at various furniture websites for items I didn't even need, and I across junktion: http://www.junktion.co.il/about.html. Although the idea isn't completely foreign or new for that matter, it refreshed my thinking and brought about this creative and inventive thought process that's been lacking for quite some time. It becomes so easy to fall into the trap of: "I must buy this and have it, even though I don't need it" - especially when those around you are constantly trying to outdo the other. I hate it. But I don't have to keep up with any Jones'. I feel encouraged. Instead of throwing out the broken picture frame and old soup spoons, I'm gonna get crafty.




Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Now I'm a fat house cat

Iron & Wine "Flightless Bird, American Mouth"










I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming
Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down