Sunday evening Will and I rode bikes to South St, where we wandered and got "wooder" ice and phenomenal Thai food from Tamarind. In that order, of course. From there, we rode all the way to a show at a venue called Bookspace in Northern Liberties. Very aptly named, Bookspace is a huge warehouse filled with shelves upon shelves upon shelves of books. Also art. And...a Volvo. It's a very hip place I could imagine doing really well in Denver, somewhere on Cap Hill. Among the bands was one called Your Sister's Canary. They're really good, look 'em up. Some girl dressed like Peter Pan spun fire poi outside, which was bizarre for an indie show.. And everyone was really into it! I can't see it having the same effect in Denver. People would say, "Go the hell back to Cervantes where you belong." I came home to a break-up text (lolz), stayed up watching YouTube videos with Will, and crashed around 3:30.
Monday we took a train to Elizabethtown (rural PA!) to get his passport from his parents' house and hang out in his hometown for a day. His parents are awesome, very fun and artsy, and they're both ridiculously talented cooks. That night we went to a beer garden terrasse thing at a place called Bube's (endless lolz). Surprisingly, not a strip club. We hung out with his friend Eric there and discussed travel and music. Then we went to The Watering Trough, where we met up with his friends Brad and Wyatt, and I commandeered the juke box and put on bitchin' choons such as "Another Night" by The Real McCoy and "Moondance" by Van Morrisson.
The next day we hiked up Mt. Gretna to the firetower, atop which we sat for about an hour and a half. I thought an hour and a half of sun-exposure would put a bit of color on my legs, but of COURSE my shoulders are bright red and my legs are just as white as they've always been. I think I have a condition. UV-resistant legs. That night his parents made the most amazing supper of scallops with a cucumber salad and a bean salad. Afterwards we had watermelon of the yellow variety (whaaaaaaat?!) and hopped on a train bound for Philly.
I did a bit of drawing today while Will worked on another song, then we got some enormous cheesesteaks (deliciouuusssss) and prepared for Canadatrip. Early Friday we're taking a bus to NYC, and from there we are catching a ride to MTL, finally.
The purpose of this trip has changed a bit over the past few days, and I think now is the time to do what I have wanted to do since high school.
Yessir, yessir. Change is gonna come.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
A-hue, a-hue, a-hue
Friday evening, Will's neighbor, Scott came over with his friend, Jay. Scott is an older guy, about my height, whose quirks and spaciness imply that he has probably been to Burning Man more times than he could remember. He talks about when he traveled the world with different early electronic musicians and how we'd be able to hear the intricacies in older electronic music if we'd just turn it up "two more clicks." Also Scott and his wife went to Brazil with Alex and Allyson Gray last year. They're good friends and visit each other often.
Jay is a taller guy with monster dreads and kind eyes. He didn't talk much, but with a thick accent he told us he's a Falkland Islander and a quantum physicist. He gives lectures all around the world and has been working on a book, due to be released...sometime. I learned that the national language of the Falklands is a dialect of Portuguese and they have a vast abundance of penguins! I want to go!
Once they left, Will, his friend Tim, and I went to a West Philly hipster party, which was everything you'd expect... flannel, minors, cheap beer, inane arguments, full-sleeves, Ray Bans, and sadness. Disappointing, in accordance with its stereotype. Needless to say we went home on the earlier side...
Yesterday we went to a block party! I hadn't been to one before, but it was everything I'd hoped it would be. There were a lot of people and a lot of dogs, people dancing through a sprinkler in the middle of the road, free food and beer. There were a few DJs spinning funk and old school hip hop, and later these hip-looking crust punk kids (if you can imagine) played a most wonderful gypsy folk set. Lots of positive vibes all around. Can we do this in Denver sometime plz?
After the block party, Will grilled up some burgers back at the house. Adria and Sam hung out for a bit, then Will's friend June came over to eat with us. She's the first transgender person I'd ever hung out with, and as nervous as I was about being uncontrollably awkward around her, it was all the more pleasant to find that it didn't make me uncomfortable at all. Soooo for some reason we watched Saturday Night Live, featuring Lady Gaga. I've recently taken kind of a liking to Lady Gaga (Judas mainly, thanks to Paul), and I'd been trying to stand up for her the night before to Will and Tim, but she didn't help our case very much when she ended up putting on a spiked collar and a pregnant belly and putting her feet in stirrups and proceeding to have gold fluid spew everywhere... That's harder for me to defend.
Today will consist of laundry, tomorrow we're hanging out in Lancaster, and then it's off to Canaderp.
Jay is a taller guy with monster dreads and kind eyes. He didn't talk much, but with a thick accent he told us he's a Falkland Islander and a quantum physicist. He gives lectures all around the world and has been working on a book, due to be released...sometime. I learned that the national language of the Falklands is a dialect of Portuguese and they have a vast abundance of penguins! I want to go!
Once they left, Will, his friend Tim, and I went to a West Philly hipster party, which was everything you'd expect... flannel, minors, cheap beer, inane arguments, full-sleeves, Ray Bans, and sadness. Disappointing, in accordance with its stereotype. Needless to say we went home on the earlier side...
Yesterday we went to a block party! I hadn't been to one before, but it was everything I'd hoped it would be. There were a lot of people and a lot of dogs, people dancing through a sprinkler in the middle of the road, free food and beer. There were a few DJs spinning funk and old school hip hop, and later these hip-looking crust punk kids (if you can imagine) played a most wonderful gypsy folk set. Lots of positive vibes all around. Can we do this in Denver sometime plz?
After the block party, Will grilled up some burgers back at the house. Adria and Sam hung out for a bit, then Will's friend June came over to eat with us. She's the first transgender person I'd ever hung out with, and as nervous as I was about being uncontrollably awkward around her, it was all the more pleasant to find that it didn't make me uncomfortable at all. Soooo for some reason we watched Saturday Night Live, featuring Lady Gaga. I've recently taken kind of a liking to Lady Gaga (Judas mainly, thanks to Paul), and I'd been trying to stand up for her the night before to Will and Tim, but she didn't help our case very much when she ended up putting on a spiked collar and a pregnant belly and putting her feet in stirrups and proceeding to have gold fluid spew everywhere... That's harder for me to defend.
Today will consist of laundry, tomorrow we're hanging out in Lancaster, and then it's off to Canaderp.
Friday, July 15, 2011
ADD
Yesterday was awesome.
The weather was beautiful*, a lot cooler* (a much welcomed break in the pattern of hot-as-shit days), so Will suggested we bike to the food trucks. I was a bit nervous because I hadn't been on a bike in a few years, but! Turns out it's really tough to forget how to ride a bike*! WHO KNEW?!
We rode around trying to find this particular truck that sells amazing falafel, and found it parked on the Drexel campus. It'd stopped selling food though, so we walked to the adjacent truck. We got some phenomenal Thai beef tacos*, and the guy gave us free bottles of water*! We sat outside and ate and rode back to the house to prepare for the evening's festivities.
The party was pretty cool, it was in this little dive bar called Medusa. There were rope lights and bubbles* and glow bracelets and a fog machine...and Will threw down, concluding his set with his Supernova Girl remix*! As expected, it was very well received. Yahtzee whomp! The dubstep DJ was alright, played a lot of older choons, but did squeeze in Terravita's Dougie remix*, which made me really happy. We helped them tear down the decorations and they gave us a ride back*.
I'm in a lot of pain today, buuuuut it was worth it.
On an unrelated note, Will and I has a discussion regarding the Mac paperclip, Clippy,and if he existed for Ableton. "Hi, it looks like you're trying to make dubstep. Need a hand?"
*
* = #winning
The weather was beautiful*, a lot cooler* (a much welcomed break in the pattern of hot-as-shit days), so Will suggested we bike to the food trucks. I was a bit nervous because I hadn't been on a bike in a few years, but! Turns out it's really tough to forget how to ride a bike*! WHO KNEW?!
We rode around trying to find this particular truck that sells amazing falafel, and found it parked on the Drexel campus. It'd stopped selling food though, so we walked to the adjacent truck. We got some phenomenal Thai beef tacos*, and the guy gave us free bottles of water*! We sat outside and ate and rode back to the house to prepare for the evening's festivities.
The party was pretty cool, it was in this little dive bar called Medusa. There were rope lights and bubbles* and glow bracelets and a fog machine...and Will threw down, concluding his set with his Supernova Girl remix*! As expected, it was very well received. Yahtzee whomp! The dubstep DJ was alright, played a lot of older choons, but did squeeze in Terravita's Dougie remix*, which made me really happy. We helped them tear down the decorations and they gave us a ride back*.
I'm in a lot of pain today, buuuuut it was worth it.
On an unrelated note, Will and I has a discussion regarding the Mac paperclip, Clippy,and if he existed for Ableton. "Hi, it looks like you're trying to make dubstep. Need a hand?"
** = #winning
Thursday, July 14, 2011
The Sauce Boss
We watched a lot of Epic Meal Time yesterday. It's becoming a daily ritual actually, we make an effort to spend at least two episodes with The Sauce Boss every day before cooking for ourselves. Last night I recreated Illegal Pete's for dinner, and the chicken fajita quesadilla was WILDLY successful. Good to know that I could open my own Ill Pete's wherever the hell I please.
Did I mention we watched Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century a few nights ago? It was pertinent to the (hilariously fantastic) remix Will made of Supernova Girl. Well last night we all watched Zenon: The Zequel, but this time there was no logical reason behind us making such a poor decision.
Will is working on his set for the OddCake party tonight, and afterwards we will be snagging lunch from a food truck because he says it's imperative that I experience a food truck while I'm here. I won't argue that.
Until then, I will be snacking on a "Honey Nut Crunch", which as you will see in the photo I'm about to put up, looks like it should be coated in peanut butter and hung from the tree in your front yard by a piece of yarn.
Did I mention we watched Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century a few nights ago? It was pertinent to the (hilariously fantastic) remix Will made of Supernova Girl. Well last night we all watched Zenon: The Zequel, but this time there was no logical reason behind us making such a poor decision.
Will is working on his set for the OddCake party tonight, and afterwards we will be snagging lunch from a food truck because he says it's imperative that I experience a food truck while I'm here. I won't argue that.
Until then, I will be snacking on a "Honey Nut Crunch", which as you will see in the photo I'm about to put up, looks like it should be coated in peanut butter and hung from the tree in your front yard by a piece of yarn.
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