Rose Wallace Goldaline

I thought this was a cover of Bob Dylan's Oh Sister, but it's not. It's just a great song.

Jeff Mangum - Oh Sister

Droopy Septum

Wednesday at 9:15 a.m.

I was in a dead stare. Concentrating on nothing but the grain of the wood floors and waiting for the coffee to gurgle. The new Droopy Septum EP – Howling Lands, Whispering Leaves was playing in the background. A great combination, thoughts of nothing while listening to sounds that don’t accurately describe anything. Though they are all familiar noises/sounds (that remind me of everyday activities such as vacuuming, sitting, walking, and staring), they are detached from the environments. Without having the environment for reference, I am left to imagine fields of static hums and locusts, wind, trees, gravel, water, frost, lawnmowers, sounds of building things, cars turning over, generators idling, crickets, etc….but all of these sounds wrapped into one solo representation. At times the noises begin to feel repetitious, but then another layer of something kind of creeps out of the dark like a pedophile to destroy any evidence of pattern. Anyways, this is one of the better albums I’ve heard in a long time. Every kid should haggle their parents for the modest donation of 6 or 8 bucks. And any responsible person should have one for their own. Keep up the good work Ryan.

Website: Dynamo sound

Two pictures I took the other day. It had just rained and the overcast sky allowed for some really great colors.

Art

I went to the Carnegie Art Museum yesterday to see some of the permanent collection. I completely forgot about the Modern Japanese Prints exhibit. Anyways, Tajima Hiroyuki's print are absolutely beautiful. Here is an example of one of them:

And this is an Ad Reinhadt painting. I think it's called "Red Painting," but I'm not sure.

Before I Forget

In regard to Will Smith's latest movie:

"it was so bad, people didn't even pretend to like it."
-TW

Pollyannaoetry and Arbitrarology

tonight
fists to the chin
lying
as a dead pelican
Pollyanna
breeds weight, gives in
salutes
the dead pelican



(there is a drawing that complements these words. i will post it later)

Kurt Vonnegut once wrote:

A moderately gifted person who would have been a community treasure a thousand years ago has to give up, has to go into some other line of work, since modern communications put him or her into daily competition with nothing but world champions.

I read Breakfast of Champions when i was 16. This is one of the few passages from any book that has stuck with me. Unfortunately, I thought it was no longer relevant. I was wrong.

Moros y cristianos

1 lb dry black beans
1/4 cup olive oil or coconut oil
2 onions, chopped
2 bell peppers, chopped
3 jalapeno pepper, chopped
8 cloves garlic, chopped
1/2 teaspoon paprika
1/4 cup white wine or 1/2 bottle of beer
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
1/4 salt
take care of your beans according to the directions.

In a pan, bring beans to a boil in 6-8 cups water. Boil over high heat for 3-4 minutes, then cover and set aside for an hour. Drain and rinse beans. In a large saucepan, soak beans in 8 cups fresh water.

In a skillet, sauté onion and pepper over medium heat until tender. Add garlic when onions begin to color. Do not let the garlic brown. Add remaining ingredients; mix well.

Stir mixture into beans in saucepan. Bring to a boil, reduce heat to low.

Cook 2 cups dry rice.

Mix and allow both rice and beans to cool in refrigerator overnight.

Next day: heat and eat.

ps: top it off with a fried egg, just as it should be. thanks for reading.