i had the most blissful, euphoric moment of my life. we were sitting in a friend's backyard, situated in one of the most run-down neighbourhoods of the city. four of us in a circle. i had met the one girl before and spent previous nights with her. the two other boys were met within an hour of my first drop, yet we all agreed that it felt like we'd known each other for years. everything was...

She sits across from me, back up against the brick wall. She has persistent closed body language and is often hard to understand due to having the knuckles of one hand constantly pressing in front of her lips. In the other, a menthol cigarette with a chewed filter dangles gracefully between two fingers, thumb resting at the end. She can’t keep eye contact and instead continually surveys the...

I don't really mind. Maybe later in life I can look back at this like it's an allegory, but I probably won't. For the first time in awhile, I think I'm doing alright (but I mean that in the loosest sense). If we're talking in terms of morals and common sense...not so much, I suppose.But my point here is that I vaguely feel good about myself as a person, even with all the stupidity and stealing and...

Kind of unorthodox, but I like the idea.Dear mom and dad,I know you're concerned, but making anorexia and bulimia jokes is not going to solve anything. I understand that you have no real experience with this sort of situation, but please stop. It doesn't make me feel better.----Dear Kayley and Kelsey,I really wish we still hung out like we used to. I really wish I could tell you. But most of all,...

I'm terrible at memorials, therefore this will not be a memorial journal. Okay, I lied, but I won't be writing it. Stolen from one of my favorite blogs:"Trying to eulogize a great writer using words is like asking a 70-year-old to pay homage to Dr. J by going out on the court and missing a bunch of layups: I simply don't have the tools to do it right. Sometimes, people accuse him of being a sub...

I went to go see these lovely people last night.The Wind Whistles! It a really intimate show. There couldn't have been more than 15 people there, band members and staff included. It was great, probably one of the best shows I've been to in a long time. The mixture of vocal harmonies and acoustic-ness was very nice and reminded me of Ghost Mice a lot. They passed around a tour diary & it was...

Today was a Thanksgiving recovery in many ways. First of all, I ate my body weight in food. That was unpleasant. I haven't eaten a real meal all day because I'm still full. Second, embarassment control. I spilled my glass of wine EVERYWHERE, during the meal of course. And all over my father. It happens to someone every year, but why did it have to be me? All I heard all night was drunk jokes....

I don't write anymore. Songs, yeah, but not poems. I suppose that I can still reel off lines though, and I did just that. And you're going to read just that."Skin Me"your compliments fall ondeaf earslike i've fallenonand off, the rare occasion.skinstretched and flexiblelike drumheadscatch my eye, theni'm off. again.and you're on (me). again.figurative & literaluntil i'm off. again.and thenit...

Lately I've come to the conclusion that I actually sort of like my city, which is weird because I've invested so much effort in planning to get away from it. I'm still going to leave, but it might be a little bittersweet now.I was walking downtown, going to meet someone for supper, and it was perfect. Picture this. Walking quickly on a street lined with trees shedding golden-brown leaves all over...

Two weekends in a row? Can I keep this record going?I saw Doug Hoyer, Hot Panda, Novillero & The Details tonight. It was awesome! I think it actually rivals the Paperbacks show back in July in terms of quality...Look it all that shameless name dropping.I got some free pins from Novillero, had a conversation with a drunk guy named Henry and handclaps abound. Oh, and I'm 105 again. What I'm...

Rah Rah!I went to this. I took four of my friends. I danced like an idiot in heels. I brought home a Sugarhill Gang record that got thrown into the crowd. It was great. I popped three concert cherries tonight. My friends weren't too into it, but I thought it was pretty awesome :3 I love The Exchange. It was a good way to end the summer.Let's see...what else. I had a maple latte made with soymilk...

That has to be one of my favourite lines from a song ever. Ghost Mice make nice, honest folky music.So what does that mean?Life is an experience. Everyone always bitches about the bad. Nothing goes right for us, ever, and when it does we overlook it to find more problems underneath. They way I see it, we're just in for a ride. Of course it's going to be up and down. Of course you'll be confused....

For the past few weeks, I've had to write so many introductory essays for school. I basically handed the same thing in every time. Writing about yourself is bullshit. You will never be able to portray yourself fully. Other people's lives seem more interesting because they ain't mine.I think I did a good job on my profile though. It's short and quick. No exaggerations either. I'm pretty happy with...

I finally got around to playing guitar with my friend today. It was beautiful. I played a few of my songs and she said that she liked them. We played through If A Body Catch A Body and I taught her AM Radio. It was pretty fun playing for someone. I showed her some of the fingerpicking I was working on and messed around with some covers.And then she sang. I was literally floored. She has the most...

So...I'm feeling pretty accomplished today. Guitar-wise. I learned Waltz #2 by Elliott Smith. I've always avoided his stuff because of the amount of fingerpicking, something I'm just learning. I got the rhythm down in lessons, but that's not what I'm proud of. I've got the chords and fingerpicking going at the same time for the intro and chorus and it sounds GOOD. I'm like ecstatic right now. I...

I now understand the allure of the prairies. Driving home under that burning sunset sky with the full moon hanging above us as if it were being dangled on a fragile string was too strikingly beautiful for words, but here i am trying & failing to describe the sight. It's times like those where all you can do is look out the window, count the dashes bringing you home, and dream of constellations...

It was my birthday today :)Last night my friend took me to a show. We went to go see Julia MacDonald and Boats!!. It ran past 12, so technically it went into my birthday. It was awesome! Much singing along and joking went on, including the discussion of the longest bridge over the shortest amount of water and why Frank Black is a douchebag.This morning I slept until 12, went downtown, bought of...

Folk Festival today!I went at twelve and basically wandered around until I convinced my friend to come down too. Wandering then resumed.Acts I saw:-Rah Rah-The Polymaths-The Library Voices-Old Man Ludecke-Ndidi Onukwulu-soso-Chris Merk-Def 3-The Choir Practice-WoodpidgeonI saw a few of them two or three times even.Three bands that really stood out for me were The Polymaths (who I thought had...

A few days ago I was in X-Ray Records trying to find something new. Just when I was about to leave, I decided to do a quick one-over of the new arrivals bin. It was there that I found Elliott Smith's New Moon. I'd only heard his name mentioned briefly in the conversation behind me at a show, but never any of his music. I decided "Why not?" It's a 2xLP for $25, at the very least it's a good deal....

It's been raining like a motherfucker down here. I haven't left the house in awhile because every time I do, I get caught in the rain. We're not talking light summer rain here. Think torrential downpour. It's been bleak, to say the least.So what have I done with my time? I've looked for new music & got to know a side of my friend I never knew existed. Music first. I'm digging Margot & The...