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Some Albums

Dear Reader,

I’m going to do something different today. I want to share with you some of my musical tastes. Now I listen to a fair amount of music, and I listen to a rather broad array of stylings but one thing is for sure, I really do love albums. And I love listening through the whole thing to get the full experience whether that was the intention or even if it really was just a collection of songs that the band threw onto a vinyl or cd or whatever. So this is a list that recounts my favorite albums as completely self-contained things. Some of these bands I’ve only listened to the mentioned album and some of my favorite bands don’t make an appearance. The order doesn’t really mean anything past the first 3 honestly. It’s just kind of in the order of how I remembered them. I was trying to do a 10 album list but it turned into a 25 album list which turned into a 50 album list. So you should really just think of this as 50 albums I really love, in no particular order.

50. Licensed to Ill – The Beastie Boys
49. Ego/Mirror – Burial, Four Tet & Thom Yorke
48. A Record – Laura Stevenson & the Cans
47. Electro Agitators – Pegasuses XL
46. The Fame Monster – Lady Gaga
45. Those Damn Bandits – RX Bandits
44. Built to Fail – The Arrogant Sons of Bitches
43. Mignonette – The Avett Brothers
42. In Rainbows – Radiohead
41. Fluent In Stroll – Big D & the Kids Table
40. I Can’t Handle Change – Roar
39. Volume 1 – cKy
38. Y’Know, For Charity – The Cold Electrics
37. Amnesiac – Radiohead
36. Big Lizard In My Backyard – The Dead Milkmen
35. This Is a Long Drive For Someone With Nothing to Think About – Modest Mouse
34. Head Home – O’Death
33. Led Zeppelin IV – Led Zeppelin
32. Robbin’ The Hood – Sublime
31. Tenacious D – Tenacious D
30. Born This Way – Lady Gaga
29. People That Can Eat People Are the Luckiest People in the World – Andrew Jackson Jihad
28. Three Cheers for Disappointment – The Arrogant Sons of Bitches
27. OK Computer – Radiohead
26. Plastic Beach – Gorillaz
25. Houses of the Holy – Led Zeppelin
24. Lonesome Crowded West – Modest Mouse
23. Keasby Nights – Catch 22
22. Shake Your Money Maker – The Black Crowes
21. O.C.M.S – Old Crow Medicine Show
20. Energy – Operation Ivy
19. The Presidents of the United States of America – The Presidents of the United States of America
18. Elephant – The White Stripes
17. Goodbye Cool World – Bomb the Music Industry!
16. Strictly Rude – Big D & the Kids Table
15. Album Minus Band – Bomb the Music Industry!
14. Emotionalism – The Avett Brothers
13. The White Album – The Beatles
12. 40 Oz. to Freedom – Sublime
11. I’m Not Here to Make Friends – Roar
10. SMiLE – Beach Boys
9. The King of Limbs – Radiohead
8. Piper at the Gates of Dawn – Pink Floyd
7. Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band – The Beatles
6. The Moon & Antarctica – Modest Mouse
5. Pet Sounds – The Beach Boys
4. It’s the One Who’ve Cracked That the Light Shines Through – Jeffrey Lewis
3. Vacation – Bomb the Music Industry!
2. Led Zeppelin II – Led Zeppelin
1. Kid A – Radiohead

New Look

Deer Lord,

I grew weary of the design I had been using on my page for some time and so I had been trying to think up a new look for it for a few weeks now and I have finally settled on something. This new look is darker but with a nice array of fun colors near the top of the page. I was inspired to do that by Radiohead’s In Rainbows album cover although I did it in a much different way. Instead of using flat black I used a very dark gray for the background and the colors aren’t as brilliant or rainbow-like as the paint splotches they use. Also, the colors I picked may very well not match at all seeing as I’m colorblind but they do to my eyes so you’ll just have to deal with it. The background also includes a nice little piece of writing behind all of the planet explosions and the linear representation of the universe. You probably can’t read what it says and so if anyone is curious as to what it says I’ll tell you. Just ask. The header is different, too. I replaced the cryptic “Run for the Emergency Exit” writing with some more or less sound advice: “don’t ignore strangers. don’t pick up demons.” You can figure out what it means, although it’s pretty straightforward. And then there is a dead circuit board in the background with some stars that have fallen apart. That’s pretty much it.

I hope that you enjoy the new look and some feedback would be cool, although I don’t expect anything besides, “it looks fucking stupid. What happened to the night sky that you had?” Thanks for hanging in there guys. I’m going to try and submit writing more frequently now that I have finished the redesign.

Pizza and swell dreams,
DBHV

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Trains, alcohol, watches, and cheesepizza

Dear People People People,

It has been some days since I’ve had any activity on this blog so I had to say something. I don’t even know what that something is, but it’ll come to me as I’m typing. I’ve been working a bunch lately, and I haven’t had time to get on the computer for a long enough period of time to make any sort of well-thought-out post, because if I can’t finish a post in one sitting or at least in one day then I will not post it. Even if it is long and well-written and engaging (in my opinion at least) and I can’t finish it for some reason, it will go into the drafts folder and will not be touched again until the time comes to delete it. That’s why I always seem to write for way too long when I do decide to write something here because I don’t want to lose the train of thought that I was having, and it is impossible for me to replicate a particular train of thought. So I’m forced to stick with it until I’m completely finished with it. That’s part of the reason I have a hard time writing long prose, like a book. I would totally be able to write a book from start to finish in one sitting if I had the schedule where I could dedicate a whole week or even a weekend, a bunch of prepared foods and drinks and adult beverages and some amphetamine-type drugs to keep me awake; then I could hammer out a rough draft of quite a lengthy novel. Seeing as that is a very unhealthy and impractical practice, I cannot do that. I will just have to learn how to pick up where I left off. Even right now, I’m running the risk of having too much to say and refusing to quit typing for another hour or so, but I really have to get to sleep pretty soon because I have to wake up at 3 am tomorrow morning for work and it is already 9:30 pm (eastern time, the only time-zone that matters).

So let me get to a point. I probably only have time for one. I am not going to be contributing any more poems to this blog for a while. I am having a sort of writer’s block that seems to coincide with my being tired after work and my desire to get very drunk anytime I’m not working. I’m a writer, so I am granted some right to drink heavily for periods of time, right? The ironic thing is that I haven’t got drunk in a while, at least not since this writer’s block has flared up. I’m starting to suspect that my writer’s block is a direct effect of my not fulfilling my desire to get drunk all of the time. The next time I get drunk I’m probably going to write so much, although it will probably be terrible but I can imagine it being quite creative. And I’m pretty sure that the next time I get drunk (like really drunk), I will lose much of that desire to get drunk because I hate getting really drunk two days in a row. That rules out the possibility of anybody calling me an alcoholic. So just don’t expect any poems from me as long as I’m sober.

I guess I have time for one more point. I bought a watch the other day. Now I don’t particularly like wearing a watch, especially since most men’s watches are massive and so cumbersome to have on the wrist, but I did have a Mickey Mouse watch that I bought in Disney World that I loved wearing. It was so comfortable and it was kind of a nice watch for $15 (originally $40). Also, I must admit that I had just read the Da Vinci Code shortly before this and I thought it was cool that Robert Langdon had a Mickey Mouse watch, although mine had much less meaning. I must also admit that I don’t very much like Robert Langdon or Dan Brown, although I have read a majority of Brown’s work. Reading his books just feels like watching a really long episode of CSI/NCIS/what-have-you. It’s entertaining and a good mystery but there isn’t much substance to it. Please don’t ever let me become a Dan Brown. Oh, and the movies were terrible (although I love Tom Hanks). Now that watch broke somehow and I never bothered to fix it and I’m sure it was disposed of somehow. That was the last watch I owned prior to the one I just got. I only got this one because I need it for work since I’m not allowed to have my cell phone, which I have been using for the longest time to tell time, on my person while on the clock so I would never have any idea what time it was. This caused me to miss my lunch and work late a couple of times so I had to buy a watch. This watch was bought at Target for $12.99; it’s a Merona which I guess is Target’s lesser quality brand name. It is a nice enough watch but there are two problems I have with it: it is a bit cumbersome and doesn’t fit all that well, and it has dials on the face to tell the date and day of the week and a second counter but none of these dials work. Their hands just stay in the middle of the meter and don’t even possess the ability to move. I realize it is just for aesthetics but I would much rather just not have the dials at all, and I could not find one of them without these extra dials in the style I wanted but I didn’t mind all that much because it is a $12.99 watch. It just seems impractical. I do, however, love this little bracelet charm that I found that is in the shape of a slice of cheese pizza (I loooooooooooove cheese pizza) that I have attached to my watch. It is just the cutest damn thing and it adds so much to the watch. In fact, it is the only reason I wear the watch when I’m not at work. I want to find another thing to wear the charm on but since I don’t wear a necklace or any kind of bracelet, I don’t have anything else to wear it on. It’s just a little bit awkward on the watch but I will deal with it so long as I can wear the charm.

Ok, so that went on longer than I thought it would so I have to bid thee farewell for maybe an extended period of time. Hopefully not, probably so. Oh well.

Tschau!,
Avne Casuss Mour

Time and Commitments

dear enlightened,

it’s been a short while since you guys last heard from me. a few days ago i finished my 30 days project exactly as i had planned, although i think my original end date estimate was off by a day. oh well, i’m terrible at math. but during this ordeal i’ve learned quite a bit about myself and maybe you guys learned something about me as well.

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Run-on sentence

Dear Fellow Mind-States,

So I’m working on a short story, not that short, or it might be, I don’t know yet. Anyway, I only have the first paragraph worded and written out but I do have a general idea of the story and themes involved (it includes ghost/flame-like creatures, spooky right?) but since I’m real terrible at writing beginnings I had to be careful with this first paragraph. To say that I took an hour to write this first paragraph would not be an overstatement; it would be the absolute truth. So now I have this paragraph that I’m really self-conscious about and I figured the best way to overcome it is to publish it, making it open to criticism and review. So here goes:

There exists a forest, a forest occupying such an altitude and latitude that one would hardly believe a forest could survive the climate at such great heights, and it is true that large columns of ice can be found linking the ground and lowermost parts of the crowns of these trees and that rivulets of ice reside inside the crevices of the trees’ rhytidome, which while usually too small and narrow to amass any significant volume of water often will, by itself, equal the weight of a typical tree a person might find in their back yard thanks to their sheer immensity; it could be argued that the largest tree known by man is smaller or perhaps equal to the average sized ones of this forest, although it would be impossible to make any comparisons since no man has laid eyes upon this forest, or if he has, he made no report of it because of either his death by way of the surrounding wilderness or a general disinterest in forests and trees.

I realize that the entire thing is one huge run-on sentence; that’s the point because I wanted to describe the forest in just one sentence because it’s not important at all. It’s not the setting of the story; it’s just the setting of the setting. Seeing as it’s a run-on sentence, I am very curious as to whether or not I made any grammatical errors. I believe that I got all of my commas and conjunctions in their correct places, but I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if I didn’t. Also, some contextual criticism would be awesome since, despite the fact that it is almost immaterial to story, the first impression is terribly important, especially for a short story. Any comments, criticisms, complaints, or corrections can be sent either directly to me via the Contakt page (it’s new!) up top or right below here in the comment section.

Many Thanks a/und Viele Wiedergeburten,
Imagana

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Overwhelmed by Awards

Dear Literates,

I have been slacking the past couple of days partly due to the fact that I’ve been sick. Well, mostly due to my being sick; the only other reason is that I’m lazy and I had a great excuse. Anyway, I recently was nominated for three separate awards (I don’t know why) by two equally beautiful and lovely bloggers: Parry and Abichica. The first two awards are the Candle Light Awards and the One Lovely Blog Award.

I’m very honoured to have been nominated for these awards and I really don’t know what to say except “Thank you! I am not worthy!”

Ahem….continuing on to the next award, which is the Versatile Blogger Award

Again, thank you so much for the award. I don’t know why you chose me but you did and that’s pretty awesome. So this award has some stipulations by which I will abide and they are:

1. Post a picture of the award (check)
2. Thank the award giver (check and mate)
3. Share 7 random facts about yourself
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers about this and tell them so

Alrighty, since the first two have been taken care of, let’s move onto step 3. Here are seven random facts:

1. I use to speak German pretty fluently but I honestly haven’t spoken it regularly in so long that I would probably embarrass myself in any serious attempt.
2. I have lived in the same state (North Carolina) my entire life and I have never left the United States.
3. I cannot whistle
4. I have a habit of buying random blank notebooks, journals, diaries, whatever-you-want-to-call-them with the intent to use them but I’ve never even completely (or halfway) filled one of them up. I also always dedicate each one to a separate task. I think now I have 8, maybe 9.
5. My two favorite musical acts are Radiohead and Bomb The Music Industry!
6. I don’t eat meat.
7. My favorite television program of all time was LOST. It was also the only show that I watched every episode of from start to finish. Well, I’ve actually watched every episode of Dragonball Z from start to finish, too, but with LOST, I never watched a single episode out-of-order.

And lastly, I have to nominate some people (15) for this award. I’m also going to be nominating these people for the Candle Light and One Lovely Blog Awards

1. Written Words Never Die
2. Halfway Between the Gutters and the Stars
3. LonelyM
4. So Real Tonight
5. Thoughtsfromwestfive
6. Scriptor Obscura Writes
7. Poems for Kush
8. maggiemaeijustsaythis
9. Joe2Poetry
10. Lost Up Above
11. Hollyanne Gets Poetic
12. Bored Alice
13. Julie Catherine
14. Verse Not Prose
15. Chronicles of Jen

Ah yes, I am finally done talking for the day. I’ll let you get back to your own designs.

Ciao,
Burt

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7 x 7 Link Award

Dear Attractive Readers,

For reasons beyond my comprehension, I have been nominated by the ever-lovely Steph from www.lostupabove.wordpress.com for the 7 x 7 Link Award. I am surprised, humbled, quite honoured, and pretty happy that I received this.

There are rules involved:

1. Share something that nobody (in the blogging community) knows about yourself

2. Link up to seven of your own posts that you feel are worthy

3. Nominate seven other bloggers for this award and tell them so

Alrighty. For the first rule: I play eight different instruments (none very well) and they are the trumpet, trombone, baritone, guitar, bass guitar, banjo, keyboard, and harmonica. I was in a band in high school where I played the trombone, trumpet, and keyboard.

Hmm…well here are seven posts of mine that I especially like:

1. That, I Regret
2. Closing All Open Tags
3. Read This Quickly
4. Politique
5. Ya’aburnee
6. millionaires
7. smoke more cigarettes, it’ll be ok

And lastly, some nominees (in no particular order):
1. hollyanne gets poetic
2. maggiemaeijustsaythis
3. LONELYM
4. Five Reflections
5. Sonia G Medeiros
6. Verse Not Prose
7. Chronicles of Jen

Cordially,
Darien Byron Halden-Vetterfeld

life update

Dear Lucky Individuals,

So I am currently sitting in a coffee shop stealing wireless internet so that I can talk to all of you. Ok, to be fair, I did buy a cup of coffee and the internet is free anyway so I can’t really consider it stealing (which depresses me more than you would think). The coffee is mediocre but the staff is really nice and they gave me a free sample of some coffee cake (which was better than the coffee) so I’m not completely unhappy. Also, they don’t have skim milk here. I don’t know why they don’t have skim milk, but they don’t. They just have half-and-half and whole milk, and lately I have been exclusively drinking skim milk for some reason unknown to even myself. Bob Dylan is singing, “It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe. That light I never knowed” and playing some really sweet harmonica. And no, I don’t mean that Bob is actually here performing (I think he’s outgrown the coffee shop circuit) but it is playing over the radio. Ok, that was probably really obvious. Whatever. Anyway, ‘Don’t Think Twice It’s Alright’ is playing and I really do love this song. It’s probably my favorite pre-electric Bob song (I’m assuming that this song is before he went electric, but to be honest, I don’t know that much about the life and career of Robert Dylan. It’s not like he’s Thom Yorke. And this parenthetical statement applies to the following sentence). My favorite, of course, is Hurricane. And it has just dawned on me that I haven’t heard that song in a long time…….Wait, what the fuck was I just talking about before the Bob tangent? Oh yeah, coffee shop. So I’m still sitting here in this coffee shop drinking my coffee, fucking blogging away. It seems like most of the people here are yuppies (I am in Cary, NC) and I get the feeling that most of them are probably thinking of me, “look at this fucking hipster with his fucking cardigan and fucking red flannel shirt and fucking leather boots that contradict his fucking vegetarian beliefs, fucking drinking some coffee, complaining about the lack of skim milk, blogging away. He fucking biked up here with his fucking environmentally-friendly bullshit excuse for not having a fucking car.” Whoa! that was a very profane quotation. I can’t imagine that anybody is judging me that harshly here, or that anybody even notices that I am here, but there just might be someone like that, although they probably won’t use the word ‘fuck’ and its various forms as often as I. Alright, this paragraph is becoming more than longer than I intended. In the words of Colin Greenwood, “I’m rambling.”

So there was some semblance of a point in this post (besides an excuse to write ‘fuck’ sixteen times) and I should get around to it. The point, I think, was to report how my 30 days project has been going. It has been going pretty well. I’m writing some interesting things but I’ve been running out of things to write (obvious in the last couple of days’ poems) so I’ve been coming up with unique ways to generate ideas. For instance, day 9 was taken directly from a piece of monologue that I wrote for a short story that I never got around to finishing. Is it cheating? Probably. Do I care? Not a bit. And the next day was much worse; it’s just a string of random words in alphabetical order that were taken from street signs (one word from each sign I saw until I filled up an entire page of my handy-dandy pocket notebook; there were very strict rules) while walking around downtown Raleigh at night. This was done partly out of a lack of ideas and hastiness, since I hadn’t written anything for the day and it was already 10:30 pm and I was out on the town with friends, and I was thinking that I’ll never be able to write something while walking down the street. Then I and my good friend Anthony came up with the idea of taking words from street signs (I love street signs). I could have waited until I got somewhere to sit down to actually generate something a bit more conventional, but I thought, “I don’t know if this can be considered poetry, but I don’t see why it can’t. And frankly, I don’t give a fuck.”

So there’s the seemingly uninteresting stories behind two of my poems. The stories behind the rest of them are equally, if not not more, uninteresting. Anyway, I’ve noticed since I’m a terrible procrastinator that I usually end up writing and posting the days poem after 10 or 11 pm. It reminds me a lot of school. It’s like having an essay for Spanish that has to be uploaded by 5 o’clock and at 4 I stop reading wikipedia articles and rush to write about the similarities between the cultures of Mexico and Spain. It won’t be very good but at least it will be done because the difference between a 70 and a 0 is much more than the difference between a 70 and a 95. It should be noted that I have never taken a Spanish course since the fifth grade and I was merely speculating as to what an essay for a Spanish class might be. Alright, I’m rambling again.

So there’s the up and up on the whole 30 days project. I’m confident in myself that it will be followed through to February as planned, seeing as I have completed a third of it already, and I will really try to upload a poem everyday (thank god the day ends at midnight). If you’ve read this far (I applaud you), you’re probably wondering when this is going to end. The answer: very soon. Just a few more things to do.

‘fuck’ counter (including this one): 16
radiohead references: 4
parenthetical asides: 13

And at that, I bid you adieu and apologize for the profanity in this post (I really like the word fuck). I will see you in the next life.

Cheers,
Staven

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10

Ahead
Anytime
Apartments
Beautiful
Boys
Capitol
Civil
College
Credit
Cremations
Dignity
Electrolysis
Engineering
Enter
Escape
Lane
Law
Lot
North
Phoenix
Progress
Political
Rip
Street
Surgical
Together
Trail
Way
Wiley
Yield
Zone

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unamerikan

Dear Folkses,

So someone today told me that being a vegetarian made me un-American. They said something about “the American west was made prosperous by raising cattle.” I responded with, “ever heard of gold rushes or the railroad?” I’m paraphrasing of course, but you get the picture. Now I’m not much of an expert on the American expansionist period but I feel like I was somewhat correct. At least I must have appeared correct to this guy because he immediately shut up, for the most part. Now I’m curious as to whether or not I was right. And since I don’t feel like doing any research into the subject, I’ll either let someone tell me that I was right or wrong or I’ll live without knowing. Both are fine with me. I’m also curious as to whether that guy’s statement had any semblance of truth, or if he was grossly mistaken. That also brings up the question as to whether or not being a vegetarian is un-American. I certainly don’t think it is. If anything, it should make me more American. And if it does make me un-American, then I don’t really want to be very American.

You people may be wondering why I have as of late taken to writing you letters on this blog. You’re probably thinking, “what’s up with all of this bullshit rambling? I just want to read some badass poetry.” No? You sure? Well now. Regardless, I apologize for the sudden change. I just wanted to start making myself more personable to you guys. You probably thought I was just some guy who writes obtuse metaphors that are sometimes difficult to understand. Well, you’ll probably still think that since on most occasions that is the case. But now you all know that I’m a vegetarian and that I do live in America. Of course, if you know me in real life, you already know these things. Whatever. Also, I do realize that I’m talking to like 9 maybe 10 people at the most, but that won’t lessen my resolve in the least bit. And I’m not going to reveal too much of myself here. You won’t hear about any of my rampant drug use or wild sexcapades. That has to be asked in person; I’m not as fortunate as Carlos Estevez, sadly enough. And if this ends up irking you or annoying you in any way, you can contact me and tell me and I will completely ignore you.

Lastly, ‘3’ will be up sometime later today, as is the requirement. It hasn’t been written yet, but I have like 11 more hours so I’ll get to it eventually. Thanks for reading all of this…

Arrivederci,

Arthur

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