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I spent a bit of time scouring for these links, so I might as well collect 'em in one place so I don't lose 'em again, and share 'em with whoever might be interested... :-) (a lot of information on this site is in downloadable PDF files -- I've never visited the Franklin Canyon Park before, and hey, it's been used for a lot of film locations!

Speaking of which... enter your zip code into and search on the keyword "outdoor" :-) - there's a Burbank tasting room open Friday and Saturday evenings
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...and I'm very impressed. Tonight I saw Gabriel Alegria Afro-Peruvian Sextet perform at the REDCAT theater in LA. I don't know diddly nor squat about jazz, and everything I know about Peru I learned from nature documentaries on public television and a few local new age Andean and/or Incan musical groups that perform in Montrose and Burbank at the arts festivals, so this was a very welcome eye- and ear-opener. :-) has all sorts of niftiness, including information about two summer tours in July and August where, rather than the musicians touring the US to come to you, you go to Peru to tour with the musicians, seeing all sorts of local stuff and incredible sights, good food and wonderful music, putting the band's own music in broader and more in-depth context. It looks like fabulous fun and if I had a spare ten days off work and a couple thousand dollars, it sounds like it would be an amazing time.

I bought two CDs at the show, but you can preview/listen (and download/buy for $1) songs here. The entire sextet looked like they were having a great time, and I particularly enjoyed the saxophist... *consults program* ...Laurandrea Leguia and the astonishing percussionist Freddy "Huevito" Lobaton. The whole group was just delightful.

Because I don't know how long they'll leave these blurbs up, I'm quoting here a description from the REDCAT website and a review from LA Weekly: )

The REDCAT theater is actually fairly small, by the way. Great venue. I'd thought it would be big, since the Disney concert hall looks huge from the outside, but it's a little side-stage sort of thing and it has a very different feel from the main areas. Parking was easy once I figured out the one-way streets around the concert hall; for $8 I could park in the security-patrolled, well-lit structure right underneath the hall from the little stub of 2nd street accessible from Grand. I'd be happy to attend other performances at the venue, that's for sure.

But now I'm tired, and tomorrow morning will come too early...
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The sunrise is really beautiful again this morning. For the past year or more I've been quite the night owl, but over the past few months I've been waking just before dawn, and enjoying the sunrises.

The sky is really, really gorgeous just as the first tinges of orange line the horizon.

Right now I'm sitting near an east-facing window with my laptop and a mug of hot chai... now that I'm at home more I'm experimenting with a few types of chai trying to find one with comforting/addictive properties similar to the sort I used to buy at Broad Cafe every few mornings or so.

I've gradually been importing all of my music CDs into iTunes, and from there to my iPod, so my laptop is currently shuffling through my Battlefield Band tunes.

I adore the Battlefield Band. I have ever since I heard one of their appearances on A Prairie Home Companion when I was in middle school, listening to it on WFYI with my parents. They played a handful of strathspeys and reels and had folks practically dancing in the aisles, and played some mournful ballads, and their sensibilities blended so well with Garrison Keillor's own particular brand of humor... each of the musicians introduced himself, and explained what musical instruments they played... traditional Scottish tin whistles, traditional Scottish drums like the bodhran, traditional Scottish bagpipes, traditional Scottish synthesizers... made from traditional Scottish plastic...

And then they announced that they were going to play a surfing song from the Outer Hebrides.

There was a dramatic pause.

Then, they launched into Bad Moon Rising, on the fiddle and the bagpipes.

I adore it. Dad had made a cassette tape of the broadcast, and I made a copy... I listened to it so much I wore the cassette out. And I made another copy.

I still have it here in my two tubs of cassette tapes. But I also have a large number of their CDs, including On The Rise (Amazon will let you listen to a snippet here if you have Windows Media Player), which has Bad Moon Rising on it, along with After Hours, another of my favorites. Their music is also available direct from Temple Records' online web storefront, which has a bigger selection of their CDs than Amazon, as well as a number of free MP3 downloads.

I've yet to find a Battlefield Band song I dislike. Some are very mellow, others are dancably peppy, others are melancholy to the point where if I'm having a really down day I don't want to listen to them or they'll worsen my mood, but I love them all.

I only wish more of the recordings of their music had Alan Reid's introductions to the songs. He has the most amazing sense of humor...

A dear friend of mine went to extraordinary effort to remind me to attend their recent performance at Beckman Auditorium on November 5th. I'm so grateful, because the joy I found within myself during the performance has rattled around in my head and... I don't know... maybe the echoes are reverberating in my soul. Or something like that.

By the way, the Battlefield Band's website says that they're going to be appearing on A Prairie Home Companion again on November 26th. :-)

Lately I've been... I don't know what the right word is... transforming, awakening, reawakening... and reconnecting with what brings me real joy. Some little things, some big things, some nostalgic things which have been present in my life before and now are returning in a new form, some things which in the past I've known I wanted but for various perfectly reasonable reasons set those insights and desires aside temporarily, and some new things which somehow feel like I'm returning home when I find them.

In some climates, autumn is a time of harvest and endings, of the world going dormant and resting as the temperature drops and the soil rests. The plants and animals conserve their energy for the rough, dark months ahead, or hibernate through the winter. I know those lessons. But here in southern California, in the urban jungle of Los Angeles, the bulbs I've planted in the pots on my porch are just sending up new shoots, and the fiery colors of the gum tree leaves are falling onto the brightening green of new grass.

I've said this before elsewhere, but something about this place, this climate, makes it difficult to note time passing. If the turn of the seasons is as subtle as it is here, and the bright sunshine and seventy-two degree days come one after the other after the other, people's time-sense can become so skewed. Some things from a decade ago feel as though they happened yesterday, and it is so easy to put off large goals until tomorrow because yesterday was so like today.

But watching the stars and planets overhead during the dark nights, far above the twinkling of the city lights and the neverending flow of the freeways... watching the sunrise as day after day the sun springs over the horizon in a slightly different spot, watching the plants and listening to the change in the wind... time speaks differently here, but it is speaking, just as it speaks everywhere.

I'm also starting to experiment with podcasts... one of my favorites is another gem I first found on National Public Radio... Stardate is a short astronomy update. You can now listen to it online or as a podcast, or you can read it daily via an RSS feed (here on LiveJournal it's available via [ profile] stardateorg).

Somehow I'm fitting my song of new beginnings, farewell to endings, and insights into myself and the world into this sunny autumn. The horizon's orange edge has brightened to bright pale blue, and the sun rises, accompanied by fiddles and bagpipes.

Good morning!
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Solitudes: Forest Piano - composed, arranged and performed by John Herberman

I've been listening to this off and on today at work. It's wildlife and nature sounds and lovely piano. The birdsongs are really pretty and the piano is very lyrical... it takes my mindset to a nice mellow green growing nurtured peaceful foresty sort of place.

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I've adored this album ever since my friend [ profile] dolphmusic introduced me to the group's music when we were in high school.

I've got it on CD now, and it's currently looping on infinite repeat as I try to get more work stuff done. I love each and every song, but I think my favorites are Songs From The Wood, Jack-In-The-Green, Cup Of Wonder, Ring Out Solstice Bells, Fire At Midnight, and Beltane. Yes, that's most of the CD. :-)

I'm alternating crochet and knitting during a bit of my evenings lately. At some point I'll have fewer projects in progress than I have completed. Possibly.
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It's been a while since I've posted any music recommendations here, despite the fact that while I'm at work, I invariably have something set on infinite repeat on my headphones.

Today I'm looping the limited edition two CD set of Black Tie White Noise.

Bowie's music videos for a few of the songs on this set are very stick-with-me-ish, and I sometimes see flashes of them in my mind's eye as I listen. I got the VHS last year, but this expanded edition came with two CDs with 12 tracks each plus a DVD so now I have high-res versions of everything on the VHS... You've Been Around and I Feel Free and Jump They Say and Miracle Goodnight... yeah. Incredible stuff. I love the stuff he does with mirrors and kaleidoscope lenses.

But the music stands on its own. It's just... good.

And Nite Flights really, really reminds me of the Jareth-owl soaring around in the Labyrinth movie. I'm rather amused that it's a song that Bowie didn't write.

The second CD in the set has all sorts of different mixes of some of the songs. In some cases, I'm not sure if I like the original or the mix better; they're just different.

While I'm babbling about Bowie, I should also include links to the most useful Bowie sites I found last year... (yeah, that's the official one)

Back to work... I live in hope of somehow, someday feeling like I'm caught up.
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Been meaning to update here more often, but...

...if wishes were horses then beggars would ride, or something like that, right?

Had a lovely holiday weekend. We roasted four whole chickens over the past four days, made five different kinds of stuffing, and had a total of three Thanksgiving dinners that couldn't be beat, not counting the leftovers noshing. I listened to Alice's Restaurant. We had friends over. We boiled the remains of the roasted chickens and made homemade soup stock to stash in the freezer. We took down our autumn, Samhain, Halloween and Thanksgiving decorations, and began putting up our winter, Yule, and Christmas decorations. I saved more holiday music from my CDs into my home 'puter, and moved the subwoofer and one set of speakers from my bedroom to the living room, so now I can pipe playlists there, which is especially good since my stereo out there is on its last legs. The stereo up in the loft still works nicely, of course, but there's something to be said for programming a playlist of many, many hours of custom-mixed music, you know? I love the holiday music I have on CD...

I started getting organized for The Holiday Card-Mailing Adventure of 2004. I'm really glad I keep buying cards in January every year... I have a sizeable stash of them, though it's taken me a few months to figure out where I'd squirreled them all away this time, since 2003 was pretty much utter chaos, the few years before that weren't all that much better, and moving last April just let the disorganization reign a while longer.

Which reminds me... if you suspect that I may have lost your current address, or never had it to begin with, please email me at adele @ so I have a chance at keeping my rolodex thing up to date!

I actually went to Fry's early in the morning on Black Friday because one of the friends we had visiting this weekend is very good with computer hardware installation and repair, and I needed a few specific bits for the project I needed her help with. It wasn't bad... well, I had fun, anyway. It was a chill, foggy morning, and Fry's opened at 6am. I got there at 6:30 and spent about 45 minutes waiting in line to get into the store, a half hour finding what I wanted, and another 45 minutes waiting to check out. I thanked every retail worker I bumped into for working that day. In retrospect, I should have worn my santa hat. That would have been even more fun! Then I stopped at Trader Joe's to replenish provisions for one of the feasts, and picked up a lovely and lovely-smelling wreath for which I still need to get an over-door hanger. But it smells really great!

I started working on my wishlist for this year, since Thanksgiving is the time my parents and I always did that when I was younger. I'm almost done with it; I'll probably post it tomorrow.

I spent some time on my projects-and-purchases gift list for others, too. Wow, do I need to do a lot of crocheting this month...

I spent some time going through three boxes of computer-related clutter in my room, though I'm still working on the Great Decluttering and Simplification of 2004. I did a bit of work, too, because I didn't get to all of the items on last week's to-do list for work, and deadlines are looming.

Oh, that's right... I didn't mention my latest effort to get organized at work here! I've been feeling really, really swamped lately, and last week, after being inspired by [ profile] yesthattom's time management tutorial at LISA, I took all of the random lists and scraps of paper and random things I've been worrying about for work lately, and made a big list of all of it. Then I shuffled things around according to importance and deadlines and broke it up into weekly lists from last week until the end of December, and monthly lists for all of next year. Yes, I was carrying around an index of some stuff I need to do next year in my head! Yeesh. No wonder I've been feeling miserable.

Anyway, it turns out to be eight pages when I print out the HTML file. But that's OK. At least it's not rattling around in my skull making me miserable. I printed it out and chopped it up into the weekly and monthly lists and stuck it up on my bulletin board at my desk, and kept last week's list on the desk right beneath my monitor. I got almost everything on last week's list done (except for the items I took home this weekend), which was rather shocking, actually. So now I'm just finishing the things I took home and did some of this weekend, and then starting in on this week's list.

I used to do this sort of thing all the time. I don't know when or why I fell out of the habit, but I'm going to do the 21-day habit-forming thing and get back on the wagon.

After all, there's a saying in Dad's family: "Hitch your wagon to a star, bust your butt and there you are!"

I had apple-cranberry pie for breakfast, and now I have hot chai tea, which smells and tastes wonderful, I'm listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons, and I know exactly what I need to get done at work today.

It's a good morning!
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As long as I'm posting enthusiastic fangirling about [ profile] dolphmusic's new music, I might as well revisit one of his earlier CDs which has been sitting neglected on my shelf for too long...

From New Bird Rise...

I really, really like New Years. The lyrics are cool, the guitar is marvelous, and the tone of the whole thing is just amazing.

I like Stupid Girl, too, I think. It seems to be growing on me the more I listen to it.

Miss You... I like. I throw a rock at your head but I miss you just sums up so much, you know?

Let Me Lie is classic Dolphian angst. It's lovely but painful.

Autumn Leaves is similar, and pretty. I love nature stuff, and wordplay. This is what happens when autumn leaves, and this is what autumn leaves behind... mmmmm.

Rise is another one that's growing on me the more I listen to it, especially the clangy bits.

Heaven is angsty, but I kind of like it, too.

I don't think I can handle the angsty songs being on my infinite looping favorites playlist o' Dolphmusic, but in small doses, they're cool.

If you want to listen to these songs online or buy the CD, I think you can do that at CDBaby or via the info links here.
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A followup to my post about VJF Volume 1 here, and Loudness 2 here...

From Amplitude 3...

Ha! OK, I love Busy B.S. Day. It rocks, and it pretty much describes a default behavior I sometimes fall into. Losing yourself in the details of running in circles along a premapped track... can be addictive.

Hmm. Balance Beam almost sounds like the vocals are pitched too high or something, but I really like the lyrics. Being good at Vulcan-style control is at times a good thing and at times a bad thing... I should know. :-P

Oh, boy. I've been kind of nervous to listen to this next one, ever since Dolph mentioned something about it...

California really is this huge mythic thing, isn't it? Well, it is for me, at least, likely for different reasons than it is for Dolph. Damn. I was all braced against letting this song in, but I think I like it. *puts it on loop while I muse*

And here's where I sidetrack a bit... Los Angeles is a strange place for me; it always has been, for a whole bunch of reasons. The strangest thing about it is that it's like Groundhog Day... because the weather is so similar day-to-day here compared to how changeable Indiana's weather was where I grew up, it's almost like every day is really the day before. Sometimes it's like living in stasis... if you don't get any further toward your own long-range goals, that's OK, because no time is passing. Yet sometimes it's like living at astonishing supersonic speed, because change is the only constant and no time is passing, so it's all happening at once... there's very little chronological distance between now and 1992-or-so and every time in between for me sometimes, and some things have changed so much since then. I like who I am now, and I'm fond of who I was then, so it's all OK.

*continues to muse* Yeah, I like California. The song, I mean... I like LA, too, but that's a whole 'nother post. The sound is really interesting. Mellow but not, somehow... sad but not, somehow. And the vocals are gentler than I expect them to be, too. Wow. Very cool.

Whoa. Clear The Air is really personal-type stuff, but I love how the music sounds.


Frinky? I like the bass line, a lot. Very cool. And just a little bit funky.

Oooh, I really like the guitar melody on St. Patrick's Day.

Toast... wow. This one feels like I felt around the time of my friend J's wedding. There's a time for mourning what's past, and for toasting the good memories, and for celebrating what you can take with you, and leaving the rest behind, and toasting the good of the present and the possibilities of the future, and somehow reconciling a lot of personal change with people who've known you before and after, you know? It was a complicated time for me. That's a lot of Big Concepts, and frankly, getting rather intoxicated and dancing my feet off helped me through it. Whoa. This song's a trip.

Automatic Caution Door. Oh, jeez. It's catchy, and angsty, and accepting, and... yeah. This is me being less than coherent, huh? Relationship transitions are hard, and sometimes you just walk through anyway. Because you need to, and the door just opens, and then just closes.

Whoa. Quite a set! I think I'm going to make a playlist of my favorites now.

*catches self singing along to a few of them*
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A followup to my post about VJF Volume 1 here...

From Loudness 2...

Oooh, an instrumental! Shinji is really nice.

I don't understand Phil The Salmon, but it might be becoming a dance craze any time now. ;-)

Oh, wow. The Courtship Of My Kids' Father rocks. It has a grittier sound, interspersed with tidbits of more tender guitar stuff, and I like it.

Whoa... I love the sound on Christmas. Again, I think I'm missing some layers of meaning, but it's wonderful anyway.

What's this? A Teaser For A... ooooh. A little instrumental, more electronic and digital and it kind of a floats you along on it. I want more of that, whether or not I'm the A there.

Ooooh. The Facade Of The Year rocks too. Very cool images and wordplay. Day of Reck'ning Ball, indeed.

Hmmm. Very Just Fine... it's interesting to try to tell the world that you're not broken, and I think that's what this one's about. I love the acoustic sound of it, but it's got so much feeling roiling out of it... wow. Kind of overwhelming.

Stake In Your Heart... oooh. I like. This is what Christian folk rock should sound like, in my world.

I Don't Miss You is beautiful, distilled angst and sorrow. Ow. But wow.

Way Out Loud... this one is so cool! Eeeee! *cranks up the volume*



*bounces some more*

And Exeunt is pretty nifty. Kind of mini-tenchno-organ-like. Neat!
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I have to preface this by saying that I'm not a music critic. I'm not a music afficionado. I'm utterly unfamiliar with the genres known as "Christian alternative rock" or "power electr-emo folk" or whatever (yeah, I'm not exactly a sophisticated listener!)... I just know what I like of what music I've heard over the years. And I'm kind of baised in this particular case because I count the artist among my good friends. On top of all of that, I'm not terribly eloquent when it comes to talking about why I like the music I like. All that said...

I'm really, really enjoying some of the songs on Dolph Chaney's new three-CD set, Very Just Fine.

From Volume 1...

New Song is really cool. Dolph usually has a lot of angst in his music, but New Song feels like a mote-filled sunbeam coming through leaves.

Party Of Me reminds me of the committee having cocktails and dancing their feet off in between my own ears. I love this one. Somewhere there's an uberDolphiform in my mind who is always/constantly singing along with his acoustic guitar, sitting indian-style on a quilt... complex and happy and wry and almost bemused at finding his way in the world. This song seems to be that Dolph showing himself.

Wait just sort of catches me. I'm not sure how Dolph's voice manages to hit some of those notes, but the guitar sounds... anticipatory, I guess is the word I want. That's just nifty.

I have a nagging feeling that Be Still is about something deep and spiritual, but it also sounds like a really cool road trip to show someone you care about some part of the world you know. But then again, maybe that's just my love of road trips talking. When I listen to this song, I am reminded of a rather self-illuminating solitary road trip north from Indianapolis through Wisconsin in the autumn, and bicycle rides with my father during the spring and summer, south of Greenwood through rolling green farmland, and driving north from Los Angeles to Lone Pine, tall mountains on one side, bright desert on the other.

By contrast, I have no idea what The Oui Hours is about, and I love it anyway.

Eep, here's where I well and truly out myself as not understanding Christianity... a lot of the time, I don't "get" the personal relationship some folks have with their deity of choice, especially the Judeo-Christian version. My own spirituality is very different, and I don't know if I'll ever understand Dolph's spirituality. I do know that Here Comes God is a love song, and it's beautiful. Just beautiful.

Nothing New is another one that's significantly more religious than my usual taste, but listening to it just feels good. Maybe it's all of the nature imagery that makes it more accessible for me.

Oh, that reminds me... [ profile] dolphmusic is this artist's LJ, if anyone wants to stalk him for autographs. :-)
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Roommate and I walked our feet off yesterday at the Montrose Arts & Crafts Fair. If you're in the Los Angeles area today, check it out...

I may go back in a little while today to get more fresh fruit and veggies. And possibly another lemon shake-up, because, mmmm, fresh lemonade.

The festival is always bigger and the weather always hotter than I expect it will be. But spf45 sunscreen is my friend, as is my nice shady hat.

Some of the art stuff was rather... what's the word I want? Froofy? Cutesy? Dustcatchery? But a lot of it was just really neat.

When I am rich I am going to buy a lot of pottery. And some incredibly beautiful woodwork pieces. And probably a lot more rocks, either worked into jewelry or polished or just in their natural, beautiful state...

Until then I'm going to be mellow and listen to some new music from two of my favorite musicians I discovered a few years back at this same festival: Richard Searles and Legendary Big Gerry. By the way, if you ever have the opportunity to meet Big Gerry in person, I heartily recommend that you do. He's charming and funny and wonderful.
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Yeah, I'm quoting from the movie Dogma. Azrael was a character, wasn't he? In any case, he's rather right... especially today in Los Angeles, air conditioning is absolutely heavenly.

I rescued all of my plants from the old apartment's porch, and there are still odds and ends enough inside for maybe one or two more carloads, a goodly chunk of which is destined for the Salvation Army or Goodwill, but it is all bundled and ready. I got all the heavy scrubbing done today, too. I may want to mop the floor one last time, but if I don't get to that, it's no crisis.

But boyohboyohboy was that apartment turning into a cooker by the time I left. I didn't think I'd be there very long, so it wasn't really worth it to turn on the window AC in the bedroom if I was scrubbing in the kitchen... and the sunshades are currently rolled up and tied under the west awnings, so there's nothing to diminish the blaze of the afternoon sun all along that wall. Bleh!

I'm so thrilled that my biggest requirement for our new apartment was met when we chose this place: central air. With a thermostat and an air filter built in and everything. :-)

I haven't had much trouble with my sinuses ever since we buttoned up the windows and turned it on, either, though this afternoon I could feel allergies or something trying to get me, either from the outside air at the old place or the dust inside before I went rather crazy with the vaccuum cleaner. There's a reason the German verb for that is "to dust-suck".

I hope the plants adjust to the move OK. The irises seem to be OK, but the Christmas cacti don't like our balcony... too much direct morning sun, I suspect. Unless I shade them somehow they're not going to live here. They really miss my old office window, before I moved from the second floor at work to the basement and brought them home.

I checked my work email for the first time since Wednesday night this evening. This four day minivacation thing was a brilliant idea.

I've been needing to wear two layered shirts the past few weeks because of both the temperature change from morning to daytime, and because of the AC in the building at work... and the white graphicsy shirt would match under my blue knit overshirt... yeah, I think I may just go ahead and wear one of the Bowie t-shirts to work tomorrow morning.

*big grin* Yes, the concerts were fabulous.

Over the coming weeks I may type up and share some of my Deep Thoughts about the experience here. For now, let me just say that if an artist inspires you, really inspires you, it's very intense and differently-nuanced to see them perform live in contrast to listening to their music on CD (or tape, or vinyl...) -- if you have the chance, take it, seize it. Go see them, and see if you see a slightly differently perspective on yourself or the world around you than you did before... reflected, refracted, magnified, as part of a larger view through their art.

I remember going to a John Denver concert when I was little with my parents. It was wonderful. I have very clear memories of the whole audience singing along, and he did the entire concert, in Indianapolis' Market Square Arena which was huge, alone... just him and a stool and a microphone and his guitar and a glass of water. For some of the songs I think there maybe might have been a bit of background music or percussion piped in, but most of the concert was just him, alone or with all of us singing along. It was amazing.

And sometime before or after that, I remember seeing Mary Travers performing outdoors somewhere... maybe at Penrod one year? I don't remember if Peter or Paul were with her, but I remember watching her, rather enrapt in it... and even at that age I was analyzing things. It struck me at the time that no matter what else changed over the years, her joy in her music, the way her voice wrapped itself around the words, and the way her hair moved as she sang did not diminish. I don't think I'll ever forget that little piece of wisdom, and no matter how many different times I learn it it's still a fresh and new idea... joy transcends time.

And now that I think of it... for that matter, if a painter or a photographer inspires you, and you have the chance to buy or see the fancy art books, the exhibits, the originals rather than prints... do it. Just do it.

*happy sigh*
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I really want to post more good stuff here. Reminders of positivity and that sort of thing. That's why I started this journal. Right now, though, I'm tired and frazzled and busy and accomplishing a lot of things and I feel rather too scattered to write coherently. So, like any good documentation specialist finding herself unable to write well-structured paragraphs for whatever reason... I retreat to the ease of bulleted lists.

- My awesome friend [ profile] dolphmusic is now on LJ, and he's working on releasing a three-CD set of his music. How happy does it make me to see him following his bliss? *gestures flamboyantly* Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much!!
- I'm moving to a new apartment, and although this makes me very, very happy, it's also a lot of work. I'm doing all the packing, and having movers do the transporting this time.
- I am like a hermit crab in some ways, and every time I move, I need more boxes than I used the last time. I'm really trying to cut back on stuff, using the "if I don't love it, don't keep it" guideline this time around... but it's just hard. I love so many things and have so many interests and hobbies... I follow my bliss, but I also collect my bliss. It's tough to explain.
- The weather has been oddly cool the past few days.
- Every so often, revelations fall on me out of the blue.
- I am really rather durable.
- Work is rather odd lately... change is always a bit strange, and there's plenty of it going around.
- I stopped to smell some roses on my way across campus this morning. They were sort of peachy-orange with yellow centers, and they smelled just heavenly.
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Best of Bowie

Spanning thirty-odd years of work, this collection of recorded performances and music videos was a real eye-opener for me. I didn't grow up with MTV in the house, and had never seen these.

Make sure to find and watch all of the bonus Easter eggs on these DVDs!
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I've recently been listening to a lot of Bowie's music, and I very much like his newest CD, particularly Never Get Old and Reality. If you can, get the limited edition which comes with a bonus CD, or order the Asia special set from Ebay that includes a bonus DVD.
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*helpless mirth* I found a .wav and an MP3 file on line. Mom loves this song and we've been sitting here giggling like loons over my little beanie baby hippo. I don't usually collect beanie babies, but this little fellow is completely adorable!

I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas
Words and music by John Rox
performed by Gayla Peevey (1953)

The "Hippo Song" FAQ at is at
and lyrics are at

It is available on CD on "Dr. Demento's The Greatest Novelty Records of All Time Vol. 6: Christmas"...

lyrics )
naturedance: this is me reading Walden (me reading Walden)

Buy Best of Bowie from

Spanning thirty-odd years of work, this collection of recorded performances and music videos was a real eye-opener for me. I didn’t grow up with MTV in the house, and had never seen these.

Make sure to find and watch all of the bonus Easter eggs on these DVDs!

Buy David Bowie’s Reality from

I’ve recently been listening to a lot of Bowie’s music, and I very much like his newest CD, particularly Never Get Old and Reality.

naturedance: crafting joy (crafting joy)

Buy The Narada Christmas Collection Volume 3: Christmas Blessings from

This is one of my favorite holiday instrumental collections. It’s perfect for cuddling up under a warm blanket or an afghan or two, watching the flames dance in your fireplace if you’re lucky enough to have one, or watching the lights twinkle on your tree, or watching the bubble lights burble away atop your Yule log, or simply for having a few close friends over for holiday tea.

It speaks to me of warmth of hearth and home, in the midst of cold, quiet star-filled winter nights.

naturedance: my foot, in my boot, on Mount Rainier (winter wonderland)
The Narada Christmas Collection Volume 3: Christmas Blessings

This is one of my favorite holiday instrumental collections. It's perfect for cuddling up under a warm blanket or an afghan or two, watching the flames dance in your fireplace if you're lucky enough to have one, or watching the lights twinkle on your tree, or watching the bubble lights burble away atop your Yule log, or simply for having a few close friends over for holiday tea.

It speaks to me of warmth of hearth and home, in the midst of cold, quiet star-filled winter nights.

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