Thursday , July 22, 2010
Snapshot: Listening, Watching, Reading, Wearing, Wanting
+ Liz
Listening: Patti Smith singing songs at the Hammer last night
Watching: Patti Smith reading stories (at the Hammer, last night)
Reading: Just Kids by Patti Smith; this really great New York article about Patti Smith
Wearing: The other night I looked exactly like Izzy Stradlin. Or...maybe I looked exactly like Patti Smith?
Wanting: to get a good spot tonight and tomorrow night, when I go see Patti Smith.
Last night Patti Smith dedicated this song to J.D. Salinger:
+ Laura Jane
Listening: "Doing That Scrapyard Thing" by Cream, which is my favourite song of all-time. Though aren't they all?; Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life by Jay-Z; "Mailman, Bring Me No More Blues" by the Beatles
Watching: Love, Actually, and I cried at a) the part when Liam Neeson plays "Bye Bye Baby" at his wife's funeral, b) the part when the dude who's in love with Keira Knightley shows her the wedding video and then is all weird on the street, and c) the part when Laura Linney brings home the sexy Spanish (?) graphic designer and then can't do it with him because she's tied down to her crazy brother who looks like John Cusack only fatter. I'm also really into the Hugh Grant and Colin Firth plotlines. PS: if you ever do this to me, I'll kill you.
Reading: Seymour: An Introduction, because JD Salinger died and I'm mushy like that
Wearing: My Snuggie
Wanting: That thing that happened to Ebenezer Scrooge with the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future to happen to me? To live in a parallel Universe where Hugh Grant is the Prime Minister of England and I am his sexy secretary and then we fall in love at the Christmas play? For a job to exist called "puppy holder" and for me to have it?
Tags: Hugh Grant, JD Salinger, Love Actually, Patti Smith, puppies
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Listening: "Necroticism: Descanting the Insalubrious" by Carcass; "Symbolic" by Death; a hip-hop mix CD from my swap group at work; "Live at the Contamination Fest" by High On Fire
Watching: "Tattooed Life" movie the other night
Reading: The latest Doonesbury collection and an advance copy of "Chasing the White Dog," a great book about moonshine set to come out next month
Wanting: To get tickets for the Dillinger Escape Plan/Darkest Hour tour; also peace for the families of Morgan Harrington and Aveion Lewis, whose bodies were found this week
By Masonic Youth on January 29, 2010 4:14 PM
i just watched love, actually for the first time with my mom over xmas vacation - i thought it was really adorable, though watching all those awkward porn scenes with your mom is a strange experience. i think i cried at the part where the little boy finally catches up to the girl he's in love with at the airport. awww!
By mary on January 29, 2010 6:33 PM
It's also really awkward to watch the scene where Hugh Grant is dancing when you're watching "Love, Actually" with a dude on a date
By Laura
on January 29, 2010 6:53 PM
Whenever I see the "Bye Bye Baby" scene is Love, Actually (this is the part where I begin to tell a long and uninteresting story that only remotely connects to my lived experiences...)
I think of my aunt's friend whose mother ran away with the milkman (seriously) when she was a teenager. Her father fell into a deep depression and she assumed all motherly household responsibilities and promptly redecorated their entire living room in plaid because she was in love with the Bay City Rollers. I feel like this would be an awful thing to live through, but a great thing to put in your memoir or tell people about later any time people reminisced about the seventies.
By K. on February 2, 2010 4:23 PM