++ ACTUAL NEW MUSIC (I’M ON THE CUTTING EDGE FOR ONCE)! PLUS, WE DISCUSS MY TERRIBLE EATING HABITS.
it may still be freezing out, but at least the sun was shining today — and at least I got to hear some new songs from my boys in Made Violent.
Okay, hear me out — I know this particular song came out a while back as a single. I loved it then! and, now that their latest EP squeeze is out, I can officially say it’s my favourite track of the five.
That being said? I’d recommend you listen to all 5 for yourself, because they’re all perfect. Seriously — they have a very cool indie rock’n’roll vibe that reminds me of the Strokes. Great for throwing on some big dark sunglasses and heading out for a stroll.
THE VIBE: VINTAGE RAY BANS, BLUE AND YELLOW BEACH SHACKS, STEALING A KISS, GETTING CAUGHT SINGING INTO YOUR HAIRBRUSH.
Anyway, that’s what I did this morning after ordering a fucking belgian waffle to my house because I have no groceries (as always) and everything was closed for Easter. Then it was off to campus to work on a group project — but it wasn’t all bad news, because we ordered a pizza to the computer lab and had a lovely little easter feast.
The holidays are really about the food anyway, am I right?
it’s a dreary Monday here in Toronto, and I slept through my 9am lecture. Truthfully I’m not that upset about it — something about three hour lectures in an empty movie theatre first thing in the morning is really unappealing, if you ask me. Instead I spent my morning drinking coffee in bed and writing in my journal. I may be taking my permanent vacation (congratulations! your imitations! … etc) mindset a little too literally…
I’ve been listening to The Maine all morning after I watched all the snaps from 8123 day yesterday — they’re so cute, it makes my heart so happy — and birthday in los angeles came on. Honestly I skip this song a lot because it’s sort of depressing, but it really fit the vibe today and it got me thinking about how I got to do the whole running away to the city thing.
It also got me thinking about the fact that Canada has a very limited number of big cities to run away to. I grew up on the West Coast, in a little town on Vancouver Island (B.C.), and Toronto was always my dream city. No one else really talked about moving here the way I did, but in the year and a half since I’ve been around at least five people from my high school have moved here. Two girls I grew up with actually live within two blocks of me! It really is the most New York/LA kind of place we have — where dreams come true, you know?
this ain’t a scripted movie… I don’t drive a fancy car… those flashing lights don’t mean a thing to me…
I had my fair share of I-can’t-do-this-I-don’t-belong-here moments when I moved. I’ve seen a hundred movies and read a thousand books about people who move to the city and realize how hard it is. They get caught up and swept away in all the people, lost in the lights and the noise and overwhelmed by the speed of everything. I always thought it was silly, but I was finally able to see how not everyone was meant for life in a big city — I thought maybe I wasn’t meant for it either.
It’s not like I have it all figured out now or anything, but I feel like I’ve carved out a space for myself here, as one of the millions of confused souls in this place. It feels pretty good.