Sunday, April 26, 2009

Wake Up


Wake Up - The Arcade Fire

I decided to stop this because it was taking away from my real, unfiltered mental thought processes and subsequent writing. Not that what came before this wasn't "real", but I realized that when I look back on my time abroad, I'll want something tangible and more raw then entertaining or show-offish. Bloggers, by nature, compose posts for others to read, and who your readers are never leaves the back of your mind. I had dozens of stories to post that I didn't necessarily want family to read; likewise I had things to write that I didn't want friends to read. So I just stopped and turned my focus to filling up journals with whatever came into my head. Grocery lists, flight confirmations, song lyrics or even multi-page stories. I filled a single moleskine during 3 weeks of backpacking with some of the best thoughts and words I've had in years, and I can't wait to read them again a long time from now.

I realized that I shouldn't need to post stories here. And that need went away.

If there's one thing I've learned from this abroad experience, it's that "real" life should always take precedence over the "virtual" life that all of us now knowingly or unknowingly possess. Now that is about the most stereotypical blogged statement that I can imagine. So Cheers London.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Home(s)

Things I'm craving from State College:

Walking out of my apartment late at night to get College Pizza. Heavy snow. Peanut Butter & Jelly and Green Tea after class. My double bed, reading chair, living room couches and permanently buckled rugs. Cable TV (specifically HBO). Break from work every night to watch Daily Show and Colbert with Nate. George Foreman and his ability to knock out fat. Renting movies from Mike's on late Saturday afternoons. Altered-state walks and talks to Taco Bell. Thursday nights. Spending no more than 5 dollars to drink, if having to pay at all. New music and various iPods plugged into my PA system. Pong. Football Saturdays. Weeknight concerts. 1 glazed, 1 chocolate frosted, and a medium cream and sugar from Dunkin' between classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Rarely waking up before 11:00. Reading the Collegian in a large lecture. Mclanahan's $2.89 subs and Buffalo Chicken cold cuts in my fridge. Not wearing everything 2-3 times before doing laundry (upwards of 10 pounds per load here). Freezing, dark walks home from the library with headphones on. Basketball or racquetball at the IM building, listening to The LION 90.7 during the car ride there and back. Time passing slowly. Impromptu jams in Andy's basement. Blue sky Fridays and day drinking in the courtyard outside of my window.

Home:

Clean bed sheets and bathrooms. Not thinking twice about laundry. Fully-stocked fridge and cabinets. Warm quietude. Wawa hoagies, Wendy's combos and Paisano's Cheesesteaks. Good beer for free. Hot, hearty meals and dessert. Stacks of newspapers (all current) on the living room sofa. Bare feet on hardwood floors. Waffles and bacon on late mornings while watching TV. Digital cable and On Demand. Driving home in my Jeep. Beer pong in the basement, late nights on the front porch. My room (3 1/2 times the size of the room I'm in now). Rows of vinyl in the dining room and the pop of the component buttons on the 70s stereo receiver. Clips from The Times that my parents thought would interest me waiting by the computer keyboard every morning. Laying in the hammock with a Corona on the grass. Cutting through the backyard fence to get to Tim's house, hoping to avoid dog shit. Writing articles on my porch. Knowing that, no matter what, there's always at least three Mama Celestes in the freezer.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Four walls and adobe slabs

Three nights ago I heard this cut (video below) from Merriweather Post Pavilion spinning in the basement of Zigfrid Von Underbelly, an East London haunt. It came in the heart of a 6-song block just after midnight. Slight improvement from the days of DEEE-LITE (Groove is in the heeeaaaarrrrttttt), no?


Animal Collective "My Girls" from Chad von Nau on Vimeo.

I still can't get over the title of this album, or the album itself, which has been internationally swooned over for the past 2 months...

For, Merriweather Post Pavilion, the suburban Maryland amphitheater, was the site of my first concert:

6/15/00
No Doubt, Lit and The Black Eyed Peas (pre-Fergie)

Couldn't be more ashamed/proud.