I believe that all anyone really wants in this life, is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich
Liz Lemon (via rynapyna)
(via missgreyday)
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I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more.
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The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren which called and sang and promised so much and gave, after all, so little.
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I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again
Charles Bukowski (via venebelle)
Oh, Mr. Ranger. You are one cool cat. ;)
Wawatay News with Robin Ranger
There’s not a lot of jazz players in Indian Country, but musician and composer Robin Ranger, from Fort William, Ontario, is blazing a trail of change. He talked with Wawatay News about his love of the genre, his goals as an artist, and what album got him hooked on jazz in the first place.
In Ranger discovers voice with jazz, Wawatay News writes:
While walking the streets of Toronto in his early-20s, Robin Ranger heard a guitar-playing busker hit a chord that captivated his ears. Using some of the $40 he had that was to last him three days in the city, the Fort William First Nation member paid the guitarist to play the song again.
“I paid attention while he was playing the song and waited until that chord rolled around,” the 39-year-old recalled. “Then I went back to the hotel, picked my guitar up and made the same chord, and it completely affected the way I played music.” Up to that point, Ranger was into rock and heavy music like Tool and Ministry. But the chord – a B-flat minor6 – converted him to a new style. He began to mess around with seventh, ninth and major-seventh chords and wrote songs based on them.
“After a while, another musician friend of mine said, ‘Wow man, this sounds a lot like jazz,’ and I’m like ‘Jazz? I don’t listen to jazz.’
Based on the comparisons, Ranger decided to give the genre a listen. He asked a friend that since jazz is a 100-year-old medium, where should he start. He was recommended Miles Davis’ 1959 album, Kind of Blue. Ranger was immediately obsessed with the album, considered the best-selling jazz record of all time…
Being a First Nations person, Ranger gets a lot of comments about the oddity of being an Aboriginal jazz musician. Ranger estimates there are about six or seven that perform regularly in Canada.
“Jazz chords aren’t something we hear a lot in our communities,” he said. “As a culture, we’re not big jazz appreciators. I hope that’s changing, because jazz is cool. More people should listen to it.”
Read the whole article here.
Homeless in Denial
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Me: Do you know what my favourite thing about work is?
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Me: ...having to make phone calls to staff and not having all of the
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information I need...you know...like the right times and where they
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need to be...OR THINKING I have all the proper information and
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informing them...only to discover after the fact that the times I told
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them were incorrect.
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Me: That's my favourite. Having to call them back and telling them,
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"Actually, I was wrong. Here is the proper information"...Missy's
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feet, always in her mouth.
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K: I want to poo in my pants. It's been a long time.
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Me: There are no homes for us today.
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K: We're homeless in denial. I guess pooing in my pants won't be all
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that out of the ordinary from here on out.
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K: We're all out of ground beef so I took out another chicken....I'm
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going to play dice poker now so I won't reply to you anymore. Goodbye.
I dreamed I burned in a fire
I haven’t been sleeping well and we still haven’t found a new home.
I want to start doing some silk painting but feel like I shouldn’t buy the supplies until we know where we’re going to live and how.
Getting some work done before the summer art sale would be nice. Really nice.
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Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
between “green thread”
and “broccoli” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting on the page, the word
is as beautiful, it touches you
as if you had a friend
and sunlight were a present
he had sent you from some place distant
as this morning — to cheer you up,
and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing,
that also needs accomplishing
Tony Hoagland, from “The Word” (Thank you, awritersruminations)
(Source: ekphora.blogspot.com, via joyfrequencies)
Edward Abbey - You are my hero
I’ve been trying to get some work done on this building kit…it hasn’t been easy. I’m researching different hunting and trapping techniques and I came across the lovely topic of “wolf snaring”. Oh, Google Image Search…you can be so terrifying. The Edward Abbey quote posted below sums my feelings up nicely.
“Whenever I see a photograph of some sportsman grinning over his kill,
I am always impressed by the striking moral and esthetic superiority
of the dead animal to the live one.”
— Edward Abbey
