Ray & and a little bit of butt cheek!

Posted on | September 6, 2011 | 2 Comments

In April 2005, I saw this guy.


Ray Lamontagne.  I was in the early stages of love with my man b, and I called him every other song with my sister and I belching out songs like we owned them.  It was a fantastic concert, and I even got to meet him despite the shy, somber guy he was back then.  

Tonight the three (!!!) of us will see Ray together, seeing the journey he has made along with us.  

But let me tell you - as eager as I am for the concert tonight, I am twenty times more excited to see my little one's private parts tomorrow (as long as you cooperate, baby!).

For now let's relish the butt and foot shot. 


I am in love with that butt.

Bookends

Posted on | May 10, 2011 | 5 Comments

"One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain."
-Bob Marley


Soon I'll start posting about something other than quotes and photos.  But let me tell you friends - the words of Cat Stevens, Paul Simon, and many others have been soothing this worried soul.

Tomorrow marks a very important day in babyquest '11.  Please cross your fingers, say a prayer, or simply think a happy thought for us & I will forever love you.

Playlist

Posted on | September 9, 2010 | 2 Comments

So far these lovely artists will be joining us on the road:


Bon Iver, Band of Horses, Ani Difranco, Cat Stevens, Ray Lamontagne (um, have you heard the new album - delicious!), Eddie Vedder, and Joan Baez.

Any other suggestions?  C'mon folks it's a 13 hour drive.

-A

A camera & music (and of course B!);
my perfect companions on the lonely road

the margins of my book

Posted on | July 25, 2010 | 3 Comments

on one hand i'm walking

the way that i do

lookin like i'm lost in thought

but i'm looking for you.

it's so subconscious

the way i that i feel

too bad my subconscious life

is the more real.

Peace, tequila, and hardwood.

Posted on | May 7, 2010 | 1 Comment

My life is damn exciting!

I went to see 'Rain,' a Beatles tribute band, on Wednesday night and let me tell you - freaking amazing. I called my mother one too many times so she could listen. I cried during 'let it be' and my friends and b laughed at me. We waved the peace sign and the faux Lennon waved at us while singing 'Hey Jude' ... oh, and I also had some Tequila (Cinco de Mayo!). Just a wee bit I swear.

We've also been installing bamboo floors. Actually, I've been doing a lot of watching, aka babysitting b's mother who has narcolepsy/cateplexy and cannot stand to help the boys. So I've been at World Market and Starbucks; a lot. She also refused to use the guest bathroom and even put her cpap machine in my shower, claiming her land. She is a sweetheart, however.

And today, oh sweet today, I said goodbye to the folks and napped with b for two whole hours. I then woke up, saw my lovely man off to work, and I did this for the remainder of the afternoon:


And to think, it snowed in Michigan today (tee hee).

Alas I must end this pointless post and go to work.  Siiiiigh.  It's about time I won the lottery.

Music, eat, breathe.

Posted on | January 20, 2010 | 4 Comments

In the mood for a breath of fresh air, a pacific-northwest singer/songwriter I adore?  Her music is drenched in wood smoke, sunlight, pollinators, pastoral dales, fireworks and warm nights; her lyrics explore the dichotomy between one’s desire for permanence and security and the realization that such things rarely exist.  Her name?  Laura Veirs, the new album July Flame.  Love.  She's a bit like Ani Difranco & Ingrid Michaleson rolled into one.

How about a taste of scottish folk rock?  We were promised Jetpacks is a welcome change to the alternative scene, young lads (haha) that won a battle of the bands contest. The lead singers accent makes you leave repeat on the ipod or cd player for hours.  If you like them, listen to Frightened Rabbit for a similar feel.

If you're aching for the classic taste of Van Morrison or Cat Stevens, or a contemporary feel for folk Ray Lamontagne, then Nick Drake is your man.  The album Pink Moon recorded in the early 70'is a hidden gem filled with acoustic guitar and lovely piano.  You won't be disappointed.

I've been awakened by these artists lately; there's something about music that will always feed me.  I hope sharing this inspires you as well.

Oh, Ani

Posted on | October 23, 2009 | 2 Comments

I attended a concert last night, an astounding folk singer named Ani Difranco, and it was beautiful. The fan base were artists, musicians, eccentric yet peaceful & philosophical people. I went with a friend more out of pity than need, hoping in some way this conservative self described "hippy" (actually the furthest thing from it) would find the same amount of joy in live music as I. Rather than joining me closing her eyes and clapping with the music, her posture was erect, her face somber. Instead of complimenting the opening artist she stated, "I really want to fix her hair."

Later Ani came on and began playing a new song to Obama - this silly woman, or girl should I say, began to text message her uber-right winged husband saying how lame this song was. It was a inspirational, beautiful song that brought many in the audience to tears. Her only comments after the show were how "weird" the fans were and how she felt uncomfortable with the show in general (Ani is very political, an activist of sort in some of her songs). She then said that I need to go to the rodeo in her home town(Eastern Oregon, population 250), it's "completely opposite" of that and "amazing."

Where in the hell do I find people like this? Really.

Yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon. -Ani D

Yes Anastasia

Posted on | May 31, 2009 | No Comments

Thought she deserved no less than she'd give.

Good Woman

Posted on | May 4, 2009 | No Comments

I want to be a good woman
And I want, for you to be a good man.
This is why I will be leaving
And this is why, I can’t see you no more.
I will miss your heart so tender,
And I will love
This love forever.

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