the Richey Edwards appreciation post
My very first memory of the Manic Street Preachers is the news of Richey’s disappearance. I was about 12 and just starting to get up to date with modern pop & rock after years of listening to nothing but oldies and my dad’s jazz records. There were the hourly updates by Carolyn Lilipaly with footage … Continue reading the Richey Edwards appreciation post
02-06-2015
Manics fan girl gets tickets to watch The Holy Bible being played in full next year. This is how I feel:
my cruel December
To Eliot it was April - for me it's December. There was always something about this month that made me feel hopelessly nostalgic - even when I was too young to have anything to feel nostalgic about. (I blame romantic Christmas comedies. Maybe I even blame the Christmas season altogether, with its cosy fireplaces, merry … Continue reading my cruel December
‘Lady of the Sea’ – Pardel’s Tale (Part II)
It was a full moon that night. The entire house and the entire beach were silver white. She looked for the spot where she had seen the lady in her dream and stood there. ‘Ask the sea for help,’ she remembered. So the young wife stretched her arms out to the sea and, losing herself … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – Pardel’s Tale (Part II)
heartburn
I used to feed on the unseen - such a tempting, delusive thing - starving leaving my brain to digest not even mist but air I would just leave it there chewing chewing teeth gritting images brewing (they were everywhere) and I carried them faith full the invisible stories too heavy to bare when I … Continue reading heartburn
Chemical Emotions Compendium: E
E Agitation ebullition.
intermittent
Simmer down the intermittent pen the intermittent everything this lack of discipline is too exhausting. You're such a star such a pretty light. Always on always off. Pulsing as if you one day just might expand into soaring flight. But no - not quite. Like a wave a daughter of the restless waters shallow - … Continue reading intermittent
weekend collages
Finally found a good use for a white pen.
Sylvia’s tree
Only the branches seem to grow and multiply - like Sylvia's tree. I should not depend on the wind as guide - it changes all the time. But the speed with which I need to grow (do I?) may well be the death of me. Shallow roots grow faster but never hold.
my unbelievable country
Once upon a time there was a poor country whose rulers turned to technology in order to try and fool everyone into thinking they were developed. The Ministry of Education created a new mathematical formula to place teachers in schools in fair order. It was a disaster. The Minister who implemented it - a mathematician … Continue reading my unbelievable country
10 years ago
This was my very first (and insignificant) post in the blogosphere, on the now fossilized Eternal M: acontece aos melhores.... I miss the carelessness of being 22, even if I had to work 2 jobs to pay for Uni and the bills.
TV in the Internet age
Three years ago, my TV broke down and I decided not to replace it, depending only on a computer to watch what I wanted, whenever I wanted. Alas, I have recently been afflicted by tech-hater-gobblins, and am now without a PC (borrowing a friend's as I type this). To make up for it, I went … Continue reading TV in the Internet age
the miner
Watch your step as you tread through the depths. The surface is always safe - all lies rest above the ground. So go ahead out the cave all the way down. You may not even be afraid of the dark or damp dusty tunnels you'll need to cross to get to us. But make sure … Continue reading the miner
nolite te bastardes carborundorum
Only just noticed that Hey Rosetta! quote The Handmaid's Tale on a song from their debut album.
bibles
Twitted about The Holy Bible from the Manic Street Preachers - one of the best, most brutally raw & cathartic albums I have ever heard. Immediately gained new follower from account with Bible quotes. Should I tell them?
The Philistine Gene
Coming from an eclectic background where religious beliefs are concerned (extended family who attend Mass without ever having read the Bible vs. Mom and Dad who found more sense & meaning in Eastern philosophies), I have always believed in some kind of higher force. To this day, I still question what that force might be … Continue reading The Philistine Gene
my rock ‘n’ roll life
Stayed up late last night watching interviews with the stunning Margaret Atwood and a Pullman lecture on the importance of book illustrations. Because I'm hardcore that way.
«Read like a butterfly, write like a bee»
I have always wanted to write. Even before I knew how, I was already scribbling on the blank spaces of all the books lying around the house - including the Bible. The love for writing was never just about the thoughts-to-words dynamic, it was the physical side of it as well: the paper textures, … Continue reading «Read like a butterfly, write like a bee»
the dead poets generation
Robin Williams July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014Being a child of the 80's, I was lucky to grow up during Robin Williams' golden age.I remember being about 10 and wanting to go to Hollywood to become an actress so I could be in a movie with this wonderful grown up who acted like a kid … Continue reading the dead poets generation
Isidora Works 