Okay, I admit, I live in a cave.
I had never even heard the word "indie" until I started reading Questionable Content (which, btw, I found totally by accident on some weird random internet research, no clue what, but it had something to do with the notorious unreliability of Wikipedia).
Now, thanks to Martin and Faye's obsessions, I'm finding Indie music not only interesting... I actually like it! Which is odd to say, because I haven't liked modern music since Nirvana was around.
Yes, I was into grunge once upon a time, in a land far far away called High School. Shut up.
Anyway... so now I've been properly introduced to groups like Good Charlotte, Mogwai, Sigur Rós, Explosions in the Sky, The Decemberists, and Interpol, among many others.
I'm finding myself really drawn toward the post-rock genre. I like to play it while I'm writing, although it gets distracting at times. Sorry, but it's too easy to start tripping to Jónsi's vocals.
If I had to make a suggestion to anyone on one particular song, I'd have to pick "Starálfur" by Sigur Rós on their Ágætis Byrjun album. It is so beautiful. I can listen to that song over and over. Even if you don't understand the language, you have to appreciate the instrumentation.
I might start writing reviews on the various bands I'm finding, particularly Sigur Rós, since I now have a lot of their stuff. It'd be fun to do, and it'd give me something to fill this blog with... maybe something people will actually come back and read =)
I did, after all, major in music for three years.
Oh, the memories of writing music reviews!
Curse my frontal cortex!
Delve into the mind of a musician, a writer, a sailor, and a girl geek... all for the price of one!
Monday, March 13, 2006
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Wedding
Alright, got a few wedding pics now. Here's just one.

That's the family sash I'm wearing. It was part of the ceremony, a Scottish tradition, hanging of the family tartan. I wore it the whole day, even though it kept wanting to fall off. Now when we go to Scottish festivals, I can wear my sash and show I'm a part of the clan.
And you can't tell that well here, but that dutch crown braid turned out beautifully. Shelly did an amazing job with my hair. Everyone said it was one of the prettiest, most unique weddings they had ever been to. And I had fun, which is what counts.

That's the family sash I'm wearing. It was part of the ceremony, a Scottish tradition, hanging of the family tartan. I wore it the whole day, even though it kept wanting to fall off. Now when we go to Scottish festivals, I can wear my sash and show I'm a part of the clan.
And you can't tell that well here, but that dutch crown braid turned out beautifully. Shelly did an amazing job with my hair. Everyone said it was one of the prettiest, most unique weddings they had ever been to. And I had fun, which is what counts.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
What's the Opposite Of Writer's Block?
I've been in a writing sprint, but for how rushed my brain is going (thank goodness I'm not working now) I'm simply running out of things to work on that don't take some serious research, which I don't feel like doing. So... blog time!
I'm trying to seriously jumpstart my writing career, looking into getting a publishing agent to help out. I have one bookmarked, sounds like a real good group, not just some lawyer who likes to read contemporary stuff. They're in Oregon, so when we move up there, it'll work out great. Then they set me up with a publisher, do all the legal work that I'd have no clue where to even start. In return: 10%. Yikes. But then again, earning 90% of something is better than 100% of nothing, and I really don't feel like learning lawyer-ese just to publish this damn book. I'm getting a bit frustrated with it (I've been saying that for, what, eight years?).
Well, it's getting closer to being finished. I'm avoiding the research by jumping ahead to a later chapter. I hate doing that, it makes me confused with continuity. But... I really am in a fingers-flying-frantically-fast-fury feeling.
Woo! Say that three times fast!
Downing a cold cup of coffee in four seconds doesn't help. Wish me luck!
I'm trying to seriously jumpstart my writing career, looking into getting a publishing agent to help out. I have one bookmarked, sounds like a real good group, not just some lawyer who likes to read contemporary stuff. They're in Oregon, so when we move up there, it'll work out great. Then they set me up with a publisher, do all the legal work that I'd have no clue where to even start. In return: 10%. Yikes. But then again, earning 90% of something is better than 100% of nothing, and I really don't feel like learning lawyer-ese just to publish this damn book. I'm getting a bit frustrated with it (I've been saying that for, what, eight years?).
Well, it's getting closer to being finished. I'm avoiding the research by jumping ahead to a later chapter. I hate doing that, it makes me confused with continuity. But... I really am in a fingers-flying-frantically-fast-fury feeling.
Woo! Say that three times fast!
Downing a cold cup of coffee in four seconds doesn't help. Wish me luck!
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Sunday, January 01, 2006
2006 - Better Days
It's 2006. I give a wish out to the world, and Johnny Rzeznik summed it up best:
May everyone take this new beginning and make better days for the whole world.
Peace!
I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.
So take these words and sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again.
May everyone take this new beginning and make better days for the whole world.
Peace!
Monday, December 26, 2005
Back In The Game

Hey, been a long time since I posted anything serious. I got married and all that, just a tad busy. Everything turned out great!
That's our engagement picture to the right, taken in Laguna Beach by Matt's dad. He's an awesome freelance photographer. Everyone thought it was some store-produced professional job, not US!
I don't have pictures of the wedding on my computer yet, but I'll put some up when I get around to it.
So, lately I've been playing wife. We've got a nice little one-bed apartment in the downtown area, but it's not too bad of an area. We just spent our first Christmas together as husband as wife. Not too much. We went to his parents' house, had a great dinner, and got some nice gifts, mostly more stuff for the house.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Get Beat
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