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"Remember saying things like 'we'll sleep when we're dead'
And thinking this feeling was never gonna end.

Remember that night you were already in bed, 
Said 'fuck it' got up to drink with me instead
" Younger Us - Japandroids

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Top 50 Songs of 2020

1/10/2021

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PictureCar Seat Headrest - Making a Door Less Open (2020)
1. Life Worth Missing - Car Seat Headrest
2. You Fear the Wrong Thing Baby - The Radio Dept.
3. Martin - Car Seat Headrest
4. A Reason to Celebrate - bdrmm
5. Deadlines (Hostile) - Car Seat Headrest
6. Seventeen (Feat. Norah Jones) - Sharon Van Etten
7. Momo - bdrmm
8. Starting Again - Day Wave
9. Julia Take Your Man Home - Wolf Parade
10. I Know the End - Phoebe Bridgers


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It's Real

11/20/2020

 
PictureElie at Zeppelin Hall in Jersey City
 I haven't posted in four months.

I told myself at this time last year that I would post to the blog at least once a week, to help develop a following to market my forthcoming novel, maybe like the following I used to have some ten years ago when this was an indie music blog, back when sharing mp3's was a thing and indie music blogs were my life and I got hundreds of interested page views a day. But  mp3 blogs are not coming back and I'm not going to spend a couple hours a week crafting blog posts. I could have, this year especially, when Covid made work less demanding and travel nonexistent and activities that I used to do in my free time--concerts, visits to Manhattan and Brooklyn, everything--no longer viable. So I had time. But I poured that time into writing my next novel, into my dog Elie, and unfortunately way too much Netflix and Chill, something I always thought was lame but now has become my nightly existence. And now that the beautiful fall weather in Hoboken, NJ, has turned to winter cold and dark at 4:30, even the brief fleeting joys of going to write at one of the many outside bar/restaurants after work each night (often with Elie!) are gone, as it's been too cold and too dark to do much more than stay inside once the work day finishes.

​Biden won the election. And a vaccine is coming. But this is going to be a rough winter after a hellishly bad year and I wish I were in California right now. Maybe always.

On March 2 2020, I was in Huntington Beach. Sitting at a coffee shop several blocks away from downtown. It was a Monday so it was quiet, and it was warm enough to sit outside and write, something I couldn't do in NJ at the time. The coffee shop was very dog-friendly and I sent pictures to my boyfriend about how great it would be if he and Elie were there with me in Huntington Beach, and I could walk down to the coffee shop with Elie every morning and sit outside and write. That was my dream at the time. I remember it vividly. That was a long time ago.
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Downtown Huntington Beach

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Seventeen

7/6/2020

 
Downtown hot spot.
Halfway up the street.
I used to be free.
I used to be seventeen.
Follow my shadow around your corner.
I used to be seventeen.
​Now you're just like me.
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I watched the indie film Never Rarely Sometimes Always last night, a languorous and beautifully rendered devastation about a day in the life of a seventeen-year-old girl from the Trumpian parts of Pennsylvania seeking an abortion without parental consent by taking a bus to NYC with her cousin. It's a harrowing, deeply personal portrayal of the travails of living in a country with no healthcare access for far too many Americans, of anti-abortion religious zealotry that forces young women (and all women) from Republican parts of the country to go to horrible lengths for a basic medical procedure, and of the complicated nature of the procedure itself, in certain instances (like this one). A really good movie, focused almost exclusively on the two young women at the center of it, and I watched it largely because Sharon Van Etten's "Seventeen" plays over the trailer shown on my screen. 


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Automatic

6/15/2020

 
Music has changed in the last few years for me. Perhaps irreparably. 
As streaming has replaced downloading on iTunes (which replaced buying CDs, which replaced cassettes, which replaced vinyl, which replaced 8-track? I don't know, I don't remember anything before then) music has become about singles not albums and that's a loss I miss. A lot.
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Albums still come out, and I still stream my favorite bands' releases on Apple Music and I totally love the convenience of just having them appear on my phone the Friday morning of release day without me having to even do anything. But I'm busy and there's podcasts and there's Howard Stern and there just isn't enough time to sit through an album over and over again, so it's like two or three listens for me, grabbing the couple songs that really appeal and sticking them on a playlist and the rest of the album--unless it's truly amazing, is pretty much forgotten.
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​And that's a shame.
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I never got around to making my Best of 2019 Music List for multiple reasons. I ended up posting a best of the decade and I can tell you without doubt my favorite single of the year ("Not" by Big Thief) and some other songs I really really loved (my boyfriend can DEFINITELY tell you what songs I played over and over again last year) but the album of the year? Less clear. The full album I played most last year was probably Deceiver by DIIV, which really was a great album and I played it so much because there weren't really any weak spots. I liked almost all the songs and the album was a tight collection of music, an absolute high point for a band that's been around at least since early in the 2010s. But also?  The quiet, melodic beach vibe of the album was a perfect accompaniment to writing or working or just walking around Hoboken when one could walk around freely without fear of a pandemic and enjoy the sun and the shade. In other words, the music of Deceiver sweeps over me, but it doesn't engulf me, and all my senses, the way the albums of Arcade Fire or Wolf Parade or Okkervil River did some ten or fifteen years ago, and other than Car Seat Headrest's Twin Fantasy in 2018, I'm not sure I can think of an album that had that kind of effect on me, recently. Songs, yes. "Not" is all-time great and Big Thief has several songs that are literal masterpieces (including "Masterpiece") but their albums are largely hit and miss for me, which is disappointing. Probably if I gave them the time, the time I could give to Arcade Fire's Funeral, which I probably listened to 200 times in 2014, all the way through, I would find more joy in them. But I don't have the time. Or I don't give the time. And that's unfortunate.


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#BlackLivesMatter

6/2/2020

 
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I had written a post about the amazing reviews my forthcoming debut novel had gotten and was going to post it this week, as the social media marketing for the novel went into full swing. But events since last week have changed all that so I'm putting the self-promotion on hold for a bit but just in case the paid marketing that's happening drives anyone to my site interested in me or my writing, I wanted to state a few things, for the sake of clarity and my own sanity as we all face up to the events of this past weekend.

Black Lives Matter.
Obviously.
And given my lengthy relationship with a person of color I stand completely with him and with all of those fighting for change against rampant police oppression (so frightfully visible this weekend). But also I'm white and I can't really say anything to help, and I have not done enough to help, as we as a nation have not, and just being on the side of justice is not enough anymore--it never was--and hopefully I start to put these words in action and do more than simply donate to the cause or work to elect liberals or Tweet my support. There's more we all need to do--especially us privileged enough to not face police oppression--to affect the change in our society that we all desire. Anyway, I apologize to anyone who isn't in the space to read this blog post today.

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Black Lives Matter

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