Spring breakers

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7:46 pm, EST: The sun gently dips below the horizon, the restaurant crowd bursts into applause.

Sound effects for the sound effects

The Dirty G is doing it so right with music line-ups this week:

Electronic for electronicheads on Friday evening with Dan Deacon; intelligent "beats, rhymes, and life" and odes to the Northwest ([MelzerLi]! [NiehHami]!) with the Blue Scholars on Saturday, a little pre-Disco warm-up.

"Sick!"

I've also heard good things about Bon Iver, who's scheduled for Wednesday evening.

Currently running a high M.I.A. fever, and of course can never get enough Cat Power.

"Growl."

Six-word memoirs

I heard a story about this on NPR a while ago, and since then I've spent a lot of time wondering how I would sum up my life in six words. One of my favorites is by Stephen Colbert: "Well, I thought it was funny."

I'm really into the discussion of what constitutes "memoir"; it always brings me back to junior year English and reading Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried and the discussion on truth the novel provoked. Can exaggerated, subjective, even fictionalized "truth" be "truer" than a factual recounting of events? Blurring the line between fiction and non-fiction, where does memoir fall, as a genre? Vladimir Nabokov's works also brings this question to light, especially in his autobiography Speak, Memory in which he plays with memory, time, color and truth as malleable, tactile entities, all collaged together.

My turn?

Grow wings. Buzz around. ______ ______

That's about how far I am in life right now.

Before I fill in the blanks?

A modest mission

Sometimes I come across things I think are remarkable, and want to pass them along to others. Ideas, people, stories, sites, blogs, etc. that fill conversations, thoughts, and daydreams. Here's a pool of those things, be what they may--serious, frivolous, pointed, pointless.

Sound and resound.