Tag Archive: Music

SPRING FORWARD — recording in Provence

Groundhog Day came and went, and I’m just now poking my head out of the thawing earth with the crocuses, after a long hibernation from the public eye. I spent this last bit of… Continue reading

cozify

I’m dragging my feet, 2014 [which is a majorly spacey number, by the way…do you feel like a Jetson every time you type it out too?]. I wasn’t quite ready for you, wasn’t… Continue reading

i’ve been…

…spicing up the ole brekkie routine. …playing hide-and-seek. …feasting with my colourful friends. …spending happy evenings here. …shrinking my lofty 5’11 perspective down into four-year-old wonder. Any happy, life-sustaining stuff happening to you these… Continue reading

bubble-wrapped lovers

I have a new beau! Truth be told, we’ve known each other since I was 10. But if you peeled back the bark and cut a cross-section of our relationship, it would be… Continue reading

brekkie

The Man and I have odd schedules. Especially this season, with one of us gallivanting around the Netherlands playing shows. So when we have a run of evenings spent apart, we do brekkie.… Continue reading

tuesday night rock

We snap on our lights and set off squinting into the rain, which is sly and invisible in the six o’clock dark. We stop at a red light and lean precariously against a… Continue reading

TGIF Tunes: St. Vincent

On a whim, we went to see St. Vincent play last month. We were GOBSMACKED. As in, after each song we couldn’t help but mutter “Wow” audibly and turn to each other with… Continue reading

of snaps

The Muss has been quiet this week — one of my dearest childhood friends is visiting from New Zealand, and we have been scuttling around, stuffing her and her husband with as much… Continue reading

of neighbour antics

Dear manling in #17, Dude. I know that certain challenges are attached to your situation, and we are totally sympathetic. It must be very grueling as a privileged young male student living alone… Continue reading

of TGIF tunes: Kimbra

Yesterday I sat in a coffeehouse of ill repute (when your man works with specialty coffee for a living, you learn to skulk about when visiting chains), wedged myself in an armchair in… Continue reading

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