More posts coming soon, but I’m skipping my lunch break to get my creative juices flowing. I haven’t had much energy to do it after work, so I’m trying to do it before and during breaks. Wish me luck.
I can’t remember which book explained and justified the concept of “scratching” to me, but I’ve clung onto to the concept during this creative output stagnancy. Scratching is basically the collection of inspiration as a necessary and important part of the creative process. I’ve just been scratching for a long while now, so I’m getting a bit impatient to incorporate my findings into my own work.
Anyway, onto the meat of this post:
LISTEN: DAUGHTER, THE NATIONAL, KHALID
I’ve had all three acts on repeat the last month. Since I am seeing Daughter and The National in a month, I only have a limited amount of time to live, breathe and memorize every moment of both of their new albums. Immediate classics, incredibly soothing, and perfect for a cry in the tub, I’m thoroughly obsessed. Also, Khalid is MY JAM right now. I know he’s 18 and shit, AND I’m into it. The poppy nostalgia with his edgy beats got me like, yaaassss.
Favorite song off the new Daughter album – Burn It Down
Favorite song off the new National album – Guilty Party
Favorite song off Kahlid’s album – Another Sad Love Song
WATCH: WET, A DACAmented Journey
If you follow me on social media, you know that I’ve been up for more live performances of this year of the stage genre. Recently, I had the absolute pleasure of attending WET, a play, from actor and genius Alex Alpharaoh. Okay. IDK where to even start. The performance documents Alex’s own immigration journey, his family’s despair, his own turmoil and incredibly relevant political issues in the most amazing, half-spoken word, half-one-man-play, all magic show hosted at the Ensemble Studio Theater. It recently just wrapped a six week run, but they are extending the show into October, and I highly recommend it. If there is one thing you spend your money on THIS YEAR, it’s this epic work. I think it should be required for high school students, for college students, for Trump and his cronies.
I’m in a creepy murder mystery spree right now, a la Gone Girl and Girl on a Train and all of those. Some recent reads, all set in England, all by established thriller writers, and all with either fragmented narratives or Memento style flashbacks. Also finished each of these in an afternoon, so perfect for a plane ride or lazy Sunday afternoon.
Into the the Water – Paula Hawkins (She also did Girl on a Train!)