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Sorry, I'm listening to the band 'Duels'. They have that effect.
So it's been a while, again. I'm really bad at this posting thing. But I'm here now. First off, congrats to Obama. Though he is just a politician like any other (thus proving a black man can play the political game as well - hurah!), it is a huge step for America to elect a black President. I'm happy, in a sort of detached fashion. A friend told me the other day he was going to get high and watch the election, which in itself is a statement I don't think I've ever heard before. There were parties here in Toronto. We don't even get to vote in the election and we were having election parties while glued to our t.v. sets.
News updates... oh, where to start. In the time since my last post I got a record player, got a ton of new music, went to a concert, dressed up for Halloween, went to a Dave Gibbons signing, read several books (all philosophy), wrote a new song for my guitar, began editing my short story, celebrated my birthday... yeah, and there were other things, but I don't remember it all. Here are some pictures.
(My mask was all crooked at this point, mainly from me tugging at it all the time, but it still looks alright. You should have seen the looks I got on the subway. I made one girl scream. Hehe.)
(The sock that was my mask, all smudged after a night of festivity.)
(The Dave Gibbons signing. It was packed. We didn't stick around for the signing itself, just the Q&A. Which was awesome.)
(The 'of Montreal' concert. The above pic features a bunch of performance artists dressed up in golden monkey suits. Kevin Barnes got nearly naked and danced around with pink liquid latex smeared all over his body. It was awesome. Actually, stepping out of an 'of Montreal' concert is a lot like waking from a bizarre, neon-coloured, erotic orgy of a dream. You don't remember exactly what happened, but you remember it was wonderful and there was a lot of dancing involved. The stage saw the traffic of men with pig and donkey heads, faeries and satyrs, a fully functional gallows from which Kevin hung himself, weight lifters, a giant dismembered monster that reassembled itself, a cardinal, cowboys and indians, centaurs, and more. Listening to 'The Rejector' live was absolutely devastating. And they closed the show with an encore cover of "Smells Like Teen Spirit", which came out of nowhere, but the crowd loved it.)
(My friend Patrick at the of Montreal concert. He was more than happy to pose for a pic with the new album he purchased.)
And that's all for now folks. Time to get back to my school work. Speaking of which, CUPE may go on strike soon, which means the University will be closing until they resolve their issues. Thus I may have an abundance of free time soon... and a school year stretching into the summer. Joy.
Sorry, I'm listening to the band 'Duels'. They have that effect.
So it's been a while, again. I'm really bad at this posting thing. But I'm here now. First off, congrats to Obama. Though he is just a politician like any other (thus proving a black man can play the political game as well - hurah!), it is a huge step for America to elect a black President. I'm happy, in a sort of detached fashion. A friend told me the other day he was going to get high and watch the election, which in itself is a statement I don't think I've ever heard before. There were parties here in Toronto. We don't even get to vote in the election and we were having election parties while glued to our t.v. sets.
News updates... oh, where to start. In the time since my last post I got a record player, got a ton of new music, went to a concert, dressed up for Halloween, went to a Dave Gibbons signing, read several books (all philosophy), wrote a new song for my guitar, began editing my short story, celebrated my birthday... yeah, and there were other things, but I don't remember it all. Here are some pictures.
(My mask was all crooked at this point, mainly from me tugging at it all the time, but it still looks alright. You should have seen the looks I got on the subway. I made one girl scream. Hehe.)
(The sock that was my mask, all smudged after a night of festivity.)
(The Dave Gibbons signing. It was packed. We didn't stick around for the signing itself, just the Q&A. Which was awesome.)
(The 'of Montreal' concert. The above pic features a bunch of performance artists dressed up in golden monkey suits. Kevin Barnes got nearly naked and danced around with pink liquid latex smeared all over his body. It was awesome. Actually, stepping out of an 'of Montreal' concert is a lot like waking from a bizarre, neon-coloured, erotic orgy of a dream. You don't remember exactly what happened, but you remember it was wonderful and there was a lot of dancing involved. The stage saw the traffic of men with pig and donkey heads, faeries and satyrs, a fully functional gallows from which Kevin hung himself, weight lifters, a giant dismembered monster that reassembled itself, a cardinal, cowboys and indians, centaurs, and more. Listening to 'The Rejector' live was absolutely devastating. And they closed the show with an encore cover of "Smells Like Teen Spirit", which came out of nowhere, but the crowd loved it.)
(My friend Patrick at the of Montreal concert. He was more than happy to pose for a pic with the new album he purchased.)
And that's all for now folks. Time to get back to my school work. Speaking of which, CUPE may go on strike soon, which means the University will be closing until they resolve their issues. Thus I may have an abundance of free time soon... and a school year stretching into the summer. Joy.