I would like to go to Club Abstract on Tuesday night because I have this Bride of Frankenstein wig that I will otherwise have no good excuse to ever wear. Someone should come with me. Anyone. Please, god, I’m not going alone.
October, 2006
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Also:
October 29, 2006 by admin
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This Weekend I:
October 29, 2006 by admin
1. Decided that I will never take the Greyhound ever again and will instead learn to fly.
2. Made lots of Fringe Festival posters for the low, low price of Tanya‘s integrity as an employee.
3. Finally understood what Tanya meant about energy drink and vodka.
4. Made Tanya’s downstairs neighbours mad.
5. Discovered that eating pizza is a great way to forget about the fact that I am going to wet my pants any second now, Oh my god.
6. Found out that not all bars are good bars, that not all goth/industrial bars are Club Abstract, and that just because it’s on Queen West and is called The Savage Garden and is having Spooky Retro Night doesn’t mean a bar is cool. Wondered why I like goth bars so much anyhow, since I am clearly not actually gothic in any sense of the word.
7. Decided that I love the Dance Cave.
8. Danced with a strange boy even though he smelled kind of like poop and ivory soap because he kept pirouetting me around and it was like being on Dancing With the Stars so I was able to overlook the smell. Also, I hadn’t danced with a boy (other than Mopeface) since my grade 8 graduation dance, so it was nice for my self-esteem. (Any boy who would like to twirl me around is welcome to do so any time.)
9. Was generally damp for most of Friday night.
10. Ate the wrong panini.
11. Bought something at Come As You Are that looks suspiciously like Gonzo the Great.
12. Bought a fancy ball gown for that symphony gig.
13. Got on Greyhound at 5:30. Fell asleep. Woke up, looked at watch, got very excited that it was 6:45 which meant that the bus should arrive in Kitchener in 15 minutes. Then, looked out window, saw Exhibition Place, got very depressed. Arrived in Kitchener at 8:30. Decided that I will never take the Greyhound ever again, and will instead learn how to fly.
14. Entertained the lovely Leithal.
15. Went to the opera, in manner of Woman About Town.
16. Put on ball gown, finished OGS, SSHRC and Fulbright applications.
17. Realized that wearing a ball gown is probably key to being productive.
18. Blogged.
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Oh, funny.
October 26, 2006 by admin
Lately I have been rather down on the whole “being a music student” situation, largely because I have this crisis around this time every year, and also because of some complicated voice/body/vocality issues that are best left undiscussed. In order to make myself feel better, here are some good things about being a music student:
1. Last week, my voice lesson consisted of pretty much just rolling around on the floor to feel how my lungs work. That’s pretty funny.
2. Yesterday, my voice lesson consisted of saying “I DON’T LIKE THAT,” and “HOW KIND OF YOU TO COME” and “THAT’S SCARY” at a loud volume, kind of sprechstimme style, because, according to my teacher, it will make me a better singer.
3. I get to hang out with a funny old man who teaches me things about Baroque music and makes me not quite so scared of it, and who, this one time, said to me “Ok, here’s what’s going to happen. I got you this cookie. Because I want to eat a cookie. And I’ll feel guilty if I eat a cookie in front of you and you don’t have a cookie. I hope you can sing while eating a cookie.”
4. I get to write papers about crazy shit. Like Le Tigre. And Rock Schools. And The Shining.
5. There’s apparently a rumour circulating in the music department that I transferred to music from forestry. This doesn’t actually count as a good thing about being a music student, but rather, it is an example of typical things that happen to me in my life. And, hey, rumours about my secret past life as a lover of the woods and the great outdoors are pretty funny, I guess. And I did take a career aptitude test in high school that suggested I be a lumberjack or a rabbi, so it’s not completely far-fetched.
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Five Things
October 14, 2006 by admin
In response to 5 million dollars of cuts to Status of Women Canada (because, you know, we’ve apparently already made it), Progressive Bloggers is asking bloggers to post five things that feminism has done for them. I was tagged by the fabulous, femilicious Candace, and here are my five things – five things that I think show us what feminism has done and how it has improved lives, and demonstrate the potential for it to continue making a difference for women:
1. Education is one of the things that is nearest and dearest to my heart. Since I’m currently going through the grad school application process, I find myself becoming more and more aware that if I had been born at some earlier period than I was, I would not have been able to get the education that I’ve had and I would not be able to keep pursuing the education that I want. Feminism made it possible for women to be allowed to go to school, and feminism has changed people’s perceptions so that we now recognize that women have the right to be in school.
2. I run my own tiny, little small business, and I spent the summer getting basic business training. Because of feminism, those of us who have the drive and desire and initiative to become entrepreneurs can do so, and we can share the skills we learn with other women.
3. I’ve been in a rock band! Fuck, yeah! Women’s opportunities as musicians have traditionally been limited to the role of interpretive artist (which is not to say that this is not an important role – it’s just that all aspects of music production and performance should be open to women), but the work of pioneering women in the music biz has made it possible for women to become involved in all steps of the creative process, including areas like technical production that are normatively gendered as male.
4. Reproductive choice. I can decide if I want to use contraception, which method I want to use, and what will be right for my body. (Yay for pink doorknob covers!) My body is controlled by nobody but me.
5. I have a room of my own where I can write, draw, sing, create. I have a Women’s Centre at my school where I can feel safe and supported. I have fabulous, amazing, independent women in my life who are my friends, my teachers, members of my urban tribe, my partners in crime and my support network. I have professors who will let me write about music and culture and gender and not just ye olde canon. I have an awesome mom and awesome sisters. I can pick up a book or turn on the television or or go to the movies and see women as FBI Agents, spaceship captains, star reporters, students, writers, artists, mothers, activists, (the list goes on) and persons.
And thus I tag five of my fab, feminist friends:
. . . and anyone else who feels moved to respond.
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You ripped my heart out of my chest – replaced it with a grenade blast
October 11, 2006 by admin
And sometimes, suddenly, unexpectedly, someone who you’ve only known for a few weeks, someone who you think hardly knows you at all, will see right through your bullshit facade and call you on it and ask you where you are and why you’re not present, here, now, in this body, and she’ll know what you’ve been hiding and she’ll know how to help you find it again and she’ll remind it that your voice is your body is you, and she’ll tell you that everything is ok, that it’s scary but it’s ok, and you’ll drop the cynicism just long enough to actually believe her. And maybe this will be the year that you finally get your voice back, both literally and figuratively, and stop fighting yourself.
Scary but ok.
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And the rest is silence.
October 10, 2006 by admin
Tanya and I have reached consensus on what the Best Idea Ever is.
It involves a festival called Fringe. And a gentleman named Marc. And a character named Hamlet.
And I can’t really say anything more until the gentleman named Marc returns my email.
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Very Secret Confession
October 8, 2006 by admin
I wasn’t going to admit this to anyone, but instead I’ve decided to tell the whole world.
Today I bought a season of Lois and Clark on DVD. Lois and Clark was my favourite show when I was ten. I was in love with Clark. Truly, madly and deeply so. And I’m kind of worried that there is still a part of me that is ten years old and in love with that ridiculous man.
Anyhow. I am pleased to report that Lois and Clark is still a pretty good show. It is a pretty good show because it contains the following things that I like very much:
1. Disarmingly clever bachelors with floppy hair.
2. Synthetic fabric.
3. Sexual tension.
4. The early to mid 1990s.
The bad news is that I am officially an idiot because I was so excited about watching Lois and Clark that I forgot that it was Sunday and thus forgot to go to my Stitch and Kitsch meeting. And that’s why I’ll never be a gold medal Olympian.
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Tea, Earl Grey, hot.
October 6, 2006 by admin
I’ve always wanted to order my tea that way, but, seriously, how totally dorky would that be (and how totally dorky is anyone who appreciates that reference)?
I have had this sudden, horrible realization that I have utterly no sense of self-discipline, and, consequently, never work on anything until the last minute, never go to bed until after 1:30 in the morning, never get up until after 10:00 unless I absolutely must and eat rather a lot of Nutella straight out of the tub with a spoon.
I think I am going to buck this trend and go write my Statement of Intent (for grad school application-y purposes) right now. (The fact that it is almost 2:00 in the morning and that I will probably sleep until noon tomorrow we will choose to chalk up to it being a holiday weekend, and the new leaf regarding my sleep cycle will be turned over starting Tuesday.)
In other news, I have bought some lovely things on Etsy, most of which are Christmas presents for lovely people (and mopey roomates) but one of those things, this funny, funny sweater, is for me, all for me. Do you know how dangerous it is to have your Paypal account linked to your bank account? I will tell you: very.
I kind of feel like I should be writing about my feelings right now because I’ve been feeling alternately very sad and rather infuriated about various really horrible things that have happened to people that I know lately, but feelings are highly overated, and I think that my new goal of attaining a highly-efficient and disciplined self will be easier to achieve if I become an emotionless automaton.
Robots are cooler than people, anyhow. Captain Picard was so much cooler when he was a Borg.
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Report from the front lines
October 4, 2006 by admin
Choice contributions to class discussion in my Women and Social Justice class:
“You know, I think that in Women’s Studies sometimes we read, like, too much far deep into things.”
Too much far deep. Those were the actual words spoken. Too much far deep. I don’t even know what that means. I don’t even know what to say. Except, maybe, if you don’t like Women’s Studies cause we read too much far deep, Women’s Studies might not be the program for you. Just sayin’.
“I don’t actually pay attention to pop culture at all. It’s all so lowbrow. I really don’t have time for that kind of thing.”
Because, of course, social justice and elitism go hand in hand.
There are days when banging my head against a wall, repeatedly, seems to be the only adequate response to a given situation.
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And Alexandra uses her powers for good instead of evil
October 1, 2006 by admin
New Policy:
If your name starts with the letter F and you enjoy coming to my house at three in the morning and pounding on my door until I wake up, you are hereby forbidden from any and all involvement in any theatre festival I happen to be responsible for. Also, I may or may not hate you. Every fibre of my being may or may not be involved in this hatred. I also refuse to explain why I am mad at you because it should be self-explanatory.
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