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This week: accepting your partner in crime, taking time to gaze into one’s inner mirror, learning that beds are not made of roses and that dreams are never as sweet as they seem.
My room is a complete mess, a result my chaotic handling of the past week or so. I’m going to Finland until mid-April, which may or may not be a bad call seeing the amount of school work I have for the next couple of months. Also, I got a haircut last week. Wahwah, I hate it, wahwah.
Anyway, enough bitching. Here’s a live clip of the best band I’ve seen in years: Kawaguchi Masami’s New Rock Syndicate! Give them your love!
And speaking of giving others love, here’s a cool way to pitch in and help people in Japan: a compilation dedicated to the victims and survivors of the tragedy. 15$ for over sixty tracks of great music with tons of heart.
Laurie Bird was a cute and charming actress who appeared in only three pictures during her regrettably short-lived career. Bird was born on September 26, 1953 in Long Island, New York. Laurie was working as a model when she was chosen by director Monte Hellman from nearly 500 women to portray the Girl in "Two-Lane Blacktop." Bird gave a fine and impressively natural performance in her film debut as the chatty and rootless hippie wanderer the Girl in Hellman's extraordinary road movie masterpiece. She was likewise excellent as Harry Dean Stanton's snippy young wife Dody Burke White in Hellman's bleakly fascinating character study "Cockfighter." Following her small role as Paul Simon's L.A. girlfriend in Woody Allen's "Annie Hall," Laurie quit acting altogether and became a photographer. Bird committed suicide in boyfriend Art Garfunkel's Manhattan penthouse at the tragically young age of 25 on June 15, 1979. Garfunkel dedicated his album "Scissors Cut" to Laurie. The album features a partial photograph of Laurie Bird on its back cover.
She was so understatedly cool and breezy. Like a little kid, forever.
Took off to Madrid for a few days to visit a couple of my oldest friends who’ve just started studying there. Lots of stuff to do, like visiting plenty of museums, going to huge street markets, eating ham croquettes, hanging out at Parque del Retiro and the botanical gardens, and having a yummy time in general. Except for this one banana pizza I ate. That was just way weird.