Saturday, January 15, 2011

Come on, let's go

NPR says Trish Keenan of Broadcast has died.

Very unfortunate and untimely. Anita and I saw them play in 2003 or something in some restaurant in Tempe (incidentally, where I met the sons of Glen Campbell - not what you'd expect). These photos were taken by her. I loved that time, sort of.





my favorite broadcast song.

my second favorite.

THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING

oh noes! astronomers rip the carpet from astrologers when they inform them (snidely) that the zodiacal chart is outdated. and why shouldn't it be? it's from 100 BC or some shit. that would make me a cancer and not a leo, which would make sense. i have always hated gold, and attention.

and i have always been fond of being sensitive and bitchy. and pinching. it makes perfect sense.


eta: might be bullshit. not sure. this ain't the news.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

homecrafts



Made from this recipe. Pretty great but polenta is intense. My great-grandmother was full Italian and the only distinctly Italian thing I recall her making was polenta. I refused to eat it back then. Unlike other kids, I was not into paste.


Making this for myself. But no stripes - that would be ridiculous! It was hard to decide how much larger to make it because I don't really know how much bigger my head is than a baby's. The only model for comparison I had was the cat.

7th St & Awful

My grandparents lived in about 7 homes in the north central and central Phoenix area in the 50s and 60s. They started in a very modest three bedroom home facing 16th street and this monstrosity is where he ended up, having also traded my grandmother in some years before. I had neither seen nor heard of this thing before. He died just before the house was finished.



A Grecian-inspired pink stucco eyesore, really an abomination when you see it in person. It's located in a very genteel and snooty neighborhood of austere ranch styles which stretch endlessly upon perfect acres of lawn. I am sure the current neighbors hate it as much as the originals must have.

yeah dude

Friday, January 7, 2011

Undercity

Incredible. I love this. This urban historian travels unused parts of the city to reveal elements of the past totally forgotten. My favorite was the very old and grand subway platform, no longer used for some reason, with high arched ceilings and tiled in an odd green and white style.

I love urban archaeology and exploration.

This is another good site filled with photos from excursions, but Steve Duncan's photos and stories are much more valuable because he knows the history. His blog. He's amazing! Making an historian's niche out of something that would otherwise be considered criminal trespassing or sophomoric hijinks. He explains his inability to explain to some why he is interested in seeing these forgotten things, dusty dirty glimpses into a past way of life, into something so foreign that was once so everyday.

Now I am reading about oak-lined cow tunnels winding beneath the streets of Manhattan. New York is one of the more dynamic places for this kind of study because it's impossible to imagine that it wasn't always as urban as it is, and hard to picture the halting of traffic so that cows could be driven through the streets.

I feel like this just isn't possible in Phoenix, where there isn't much beyond the visible layer and where old things get demolished regularly. It's a constantly regenerating place, and while some may find that to be refreshing or inspiring, I think it's dull and depressing, but then I hate formulaic architecture and stucco. There are a few forgotten places, allowed to remain simply because no developer wants the space, like Cemetery Lindo, located in little neighborhood in South Phoenix. It's just dirt, about 90% of the headstones that were there have been stolen. An old stone and mortar fence reaches around only two sides of the land now and a rusty gate slumps half-open. You would not think it was more than another inner-city dirt lot, but it is; it was a pauper's cemetery that functioned from 1891 to 1951 and primarily houses the bodies of tuberculosis patients, poor indigenous persons and Mexicans. That is why the City hasn't quite gotten around to a beautification project. There have been some in the past, but it was all volunteer-based to my knowledge, and when the City cut off the acreage's irrigation water, everything died. Again.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Down by a different river

I love Johnette Napolitano.


When stealing music from the internet in the past, I could never find the album version of Bloodletting, but finally here it iiiiiiiis. I had this one on tape.


I forgot about this song! It is the greatest ever. I love Hendrix's original, but I like Johnette's even better. I have uploaded it unto the internet here. Little Wing.


& everyone likes Joey.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

oh hoorah

etsy user "springtreeroad"

etsy user "springtreeroad"

etsy user "spinup"

etsy user "spinup"

etsy user "funkyarns"

etsy user "eliade"

amazing handspun yarn, all on etsy. i can't even look at my own crap yarn now. oh and crochet pattern lingo is outrageous. i have no idea what the hell is going on.

me: when i start with the next row, i don't know what loop i'm supposed to start the dc in
am i always pulling the farthest one in the single chain?
anita: so, you mean row 3?
wait, I guess it refers to it as row 2
me: i guess. i did 5 sc, then 3 dc and it looks like a mess. then it says to skip, chain 3, & 3 more dc...but i don't know where to put the dc
anita: oh ok
sk next 3 ch, *(sc, ch 3, 3 dc) so this means skip 3 chains, then single crochet in the 4th chain. then chain 3. the chain 3 is to build up for the double crochet

WHAT

Friday, December 31, 2010


a very lush post by angeliska whose words are beautiful and organic visceral stirring lovely. and i forgot it was a holiday.

Monday, December 20, 2010

lunar eclipse,

winter solstice