Thursday, January 29, 2009

family is so great

This is my little brother, James. And my little sister, Jessica. James is one of the coolest people I know and Jessica is one of the happiest. James is super mellow, in fact, when he was a baby I used to wonder if everything was OK with him... because he'd wake up and just hang out in his crib instead of crying and being a big baby. Jessica has been rowdy from day one, and harasses James in the funniest way. I was feeling down one day and needed a lifter, so I went to my dads house and visited the little babes, and this video happened at the dinner table.

I added sound effects because it makes me laugh even harder.









Mom is bringing me Matzo Ball soup to break my fast tonight. Family is so great. FAMILY IS SO GREAT!

ps: Erin and I saw Zodiac (directors cut, almost 3 hours, yikes) at The Dryden last night. I had a cup of coffee at night and the movie freaked me out hard, so I didn't go to bed until 6 a.m today... and thats when I made the video. Thanks Zodiac!

Friday, January 23, 2009

the singing none

it's been a long time since​ i recor​ded somet​hing and put it up to share​.​.​.​ but thing​s are happe​ning in me, and outsi​de of me, and all aroun​d this world​.​.​.​ so i wrote​ somet​hing calle​d "the singi​ng none"​ (​cross​ refer​ence to my spiri​t recor​d,​ The Singi​ng Nun)​.​ 

I haven't recorded and shared music in about 2 years... friends kept encouraging me, and asking me to do it... but I couldn't/didn't. So I'm pretty stoked to be in this creative process again. I'm going to take it to Portland and do it for serious... not sure what that looks like, but I'll just stop being embarrassed and take my own advice: BE BRAVE.

www. myspa​ce.​ com/​girls​doing​embro​idery​

"the family is bound by transient transcendent spirit glow worm silk chords"- johnny lamb

The Gramo​phone​ Famil​y (a collective started in Brooklyn) is alive​ and well and activ​e.​ I spoke​ with Johnn​y (​Lapka​ ee Ovech​ka,​ Foxy Was a Night​ Owl) last night,​ he's writi​ng and recor​ding.​.​.​ and when I move to Portl​and we might​ all go and do a tour toget​her.​ The Green​ Typew​riter​s (​Jared​ and Gioja​ are excit​ed to do somet​hing toget​her this summe​r,​ too)​.​ Johnn​y told me a story​ about​ how some stran​ger recog​nized​ him from a recor​ding we did of the song "Little Birds" by Jeff Mangum.​.​.​ it's wild to think​ that peopl​e are liste​ning to the music​ we make, and they are sharing it and spreading it to their friends. WILD.The Singing None

All my nervous words could not express
the giant universe
that I feel in my chest

Welling up in me
and blowing out
I ask, Lord Jesus Christ
“Give me courage to Love”

Is there something missing?
Won’t you make me whole?
I want to love you
With all the Madness
In my Soul


----recorded thursday january 22nd 2009
instruments used: acoustic guitar (7 years old, never changed strings)
glockenspiel
hand drum from Pakistan
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excuse me, but it seems there is a giant universe in my chest!

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the structure of the song is meant to mimic my daily mind/heart rhythms. the lyrics are two-fold in meaning. there is also a secret incantation towards the end, see if you can hear it!




ok, and this Bulgarian Folk Record is blowing my mind. I want to get this one, next.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Portland, Oregon. The Next Chapter.

               "gotta go"
Things People in Portland Say:
1. "Rad"
2. "Stoked"
3. "You should move here"


I'm moving to Portland, Oregon.
I'm joining The Bridge Community.

Wait, didn't Olga recently say "I hate the West Coast, I'd never move there"... ? Yes I totally did; funny how that goes. So, how can I explain it... hmmm.... "It's a pilgrimage"... "A calling"... "Something I know I have to do next"... "I have no choice, it's as clear as daylight that I have to go".

 My year of solitude is over, it's time for community. I miss this girl and want her in my daily life again. I've desired community and community style
 living since I first heard of it in NYC. This is finally happening.

I wrote this litany while at the airport in Chicago, on my way back to Rochester. It's a rather personal confession, but I'm not scared to share it:

Confession, Enter Community (re: PDX)


i am living a life of solitude, and guarded isolation

I must go to community


i am living a life of petty hopes 

I must go to community


i am living a life of needs unmet

I must go to community


i am living a life of vanity and shallowness

I must go to community


I am living a life in need of discipline 

I must go to community


i am living a life of loneliness in a crowd of friends

I must go to community 


i am living a life of destructive, unchecked thoughts

I must go to community


i am living the life of an unhealthy American consumer

I must go to community


i am living a life of financial conflict and monetary slavery

I must go to community


God I desire Accountability

Bring me to community


God I desire freedom from myself and from this land*

Bring me to community


God I desire complete abandon in You

Bring me to community


God I desire deconstruction and construction one million and ten times over, if only to be closer to you. I desire to change five hundred thousands times, if only to be the same as You.

Bring me to community


Your Mercy. Your immutable Nature. Your Grace. Your Promise. Salvation. Love beyond human understanding:

I find these in community.


Amen. Amen. And Allelujah. 



*Chicago, S.Stevens 

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I'm selling/giving away my things. Weeping a little. Happy a lottle. This was really unexpected. This is very exciting. It's a pretty big step for me in my comfortable living situation, but I am eager to go in Faith. Faith and I have had a rocky road ... tonight, Michael asked "So, are you estranged from the Church? Or excommunicated?" the answer, "both".  
I'm ready now. Ready to pursue Christianity with Creativity. In an email earlier today, I told Tiffany, "I don't know what I'm doing exactly, but I'm going to do it anyway"

Rochester, you have been so good to me this past (exact) year. Healing above all. I thank you 721 times. You'll always be my American home, and we'll see each other, we'll dance into each other unexpectedly... life is full of wonder and surprises and adventure, isn't it?? it is. it is! it is! oh! "how strange it is to be anything at all!"

Off I go, singing my Gypsy Hymns... 




estimated departure: march 1st, 2009