Tuesday night, Madison Square Garden. Thousands of people I don’t know, me, my mom, Carole King, and JAMES TAYLOR, my favorite musician and artist ever.
I am so excited I don’t even know what to do!
"And the goddesses sent word that this would be a red letter year
They didn’t mention how much shit was gonna change around here
It’s just as well we weren’t swollen with unfocused dread
We had visions of sugarplums dancing in our heads, dancing in our heads
Oh first you go under and then coming up gives you the bends"
Ani DiFranco, Red Letter Year
(stuck in my head everyday: this is my year so far)
7 Plays
She’s Always A Woman - Billy Joel She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes She can leave you to love, she can take you all evening Oh, she takes care of herself, she can wait if she wants, She’ll promise you more than the garden of Eden Oh, she takes care of herself, she can wait if she wants, She is frequently kind and she’s suddenly cool Mmm…
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child but she’s always a woman to me
She can ask for the truth but she’ll never believe
And she’ll take what you give her as long as it’s free
Yeah, she steals like a thief but she’s always a woman to me
She’s ahead of her time.
Oh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in, she just changes her mind.
Then she’ll carelessly cut you and laugh while you’re bleeding,
But she’ll bring out the best in the worst you can be,
Blame it all on yourself ‘cause she’s always a woman to me.
She’s ahead of her time.
Oh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in…she just changes her mind.
But she can do as she pleases, she’s nobody’s fool
And she can’t be convicted, she’s earned her degree
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she’s always a woman to me.
New love
My new love is Oliver Boyd and the Rememberalls.
Also, today has been relatively good. I get to work at the WC again next year (for $!), my application was approved for the apartment I want (cheap, decently cute, super-great location, with a friend), I got compliments on my hair, and I’ve been fairly productive. I don’t feel very freaked out about schoolwork - I am doing alright, and that’s all I can ask for or expect from myself right now. And I cleaned my room. And this morning I had this great moment of, “wow, I’m at university. What a privilege to be able to get a college degree - I am so grateful for this.”
Also, I finally got my University Choirs sweatshirt. Nerd fashion! And though normally I don’t like Z. Randall Stroope, his Lamentations of Jeremiah is a thing of true beauty. The alto line KICKS ARSE.
My magic brings Hermione Granger to the yard and she’s like, it’s Levi-OSA
(via stupefy)
…not LevioSA.
“The Beatles coming onto the stage of their last concert ever. I was the only photographer allowed backstage. When we arrived at the stadium, the band was in an armored car, and I was in another car following, and the old fart groundskeeper at the center field gate wouldn’t let us in - he didn’t know what was going on! So we had to drive around this pretty hardcore ghetto, Hunter’s Point, while things got straightened out, and we finally got in about 20-minutes later.”
– Jim Marshall, legendary musical photographer who died yesterday at age 75
(Photo via Marshall Photo)
My dad was there, at this concert.
thank lordisa for
free wifi in PDX. Yessss.
