Piece Of My Heart

there isn't any female artist who has the ability to soak up the agonizing pain of every woman known to man kind --


B E L T  it out so that it tears her own soul back into the   p ie ce s   of every woman in which she took --


while releasing the anxiety in others with the tension of her own voice -




and yet...


still remain exquisite and beautiful in doing so...

but this one. 

my sentences strain to come to a close.
        like this late woman.
                  whose close.
                        came too soon.




no one will ever compare to her highness --


miss--

Music VI: To Build A Home

This post is very special to me and i hope you all take a few minutes out of your hectic days to feel something beautiful.

...

I don't want to say much because i don't want to tell you how to feel.

That's not the reason why i started this blog.

The reason why i started it was to share the things that have made me passionate about life - 

with all of you = the people i love.

Some people are numb to feeling and i hope the things i share with you will break whatever walls your have to your emotions and change you in a way. That is the beauty of the human being. We are constantly changing. And as each second passes by - we become more and more different.

...

The Eyes of a Stranger

It was basically a bad day.

I didn't know it was going to rain so I wore my suede-fur boots. My feet were SOAKED the entire day. I forgot my umbrella.

All these fall sweater and under shirt layers get to me after a while...I think that's why I always get depressed this time of year.

- I'm always:

• Covering my head up with hoods so I can't think. 
• Covering my neck up till I can't speak.
• Covering my feet up in the wrong shoes so that each step I take feels heavier and heavier
• Along with the heavy school bag on my back that makes my muscles cold, tight and sore.

The only highlight of that day was my African-Canadian literature class because of the professor. Taking this class was the best fluke decision I made this year. By the time I leave the 3 hour lecture from 6 to 9 on Tuesday nights, I'm between a world of utter exhaustion from the day that started at 6 and a world of whirling thoughts and ideas. I've never met a man like him in my life before. He is so passionate about what he teaches that sometimes i have to hold back my tears and rub my arms to flatten the goose bumps. I wish I could carry him around my pocket so I could get this riled up about my thoughts all the time. Its rare that it happens to me nowadays.

But anyway, I'm feeling crabby walking to the subway after the class finishes at 9, and I'm soaked and tired but my mind is a contained firecracker underneath the hood that's covering me from the firecracker rain drops dancing on the top of my head. I’m feeling so miserable because my boots are still sopping wet. I get on the crammed subway and something really weird happens….

Music V: Downside Up

"This is essentially a kid's story...

but at one point the world turns upside down and you have to imagine

 lying on a field of grass and looking up at the sky long enough 

that you start to see the sky as down as an ocean below you. 

That is the state:  

D O W N S I D E   U P"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZ2hY6Fetw0

This performance put my mind downside up.

Enjoy.

This post is dedicated to Sandra C.

All Or Nothing

The Beamer & I.

Out of all the songs i could have recorded and sang, i'm glad it was one with such raw and beautiful lyrics.

All or Nothing...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DytiigR-PSU

* Read the attached lyrics

The Pursuit Of Happiness

There are fri-ends.

and then there are friends.

I've got a bunch of friends, but only a few that i can really call FRIENDS.

I met up with one of my FRIENDS and it had been a while since we caught up. There's catching up.

and there's   C    A   T C HING UP^^. 

and i mean that this FRIEND of mine isn't afraid to  C    A   T CH UP^.

and i love him so much because he isn't afraid to cut himself open and show you his guts, ya know?

Some of the people i love are afraid of this (as i'm sure many people in the world are) but i think i can say that i truly see through the people that put their guard up to the world.

Some people look at the world and think like this:

- everything sucks

- nothing is working out

- i hate him

- im jealous of her

- leave me alone!

- ughhh

- this is so goddamn boring.

- when will this end?...

- This life isn't good enough

and then there are people that look at the world and think like this:

- everything is great!

- everything is working out alright 

- we have our differences but i appreciate him in my life

- i wish i could be her, she's wonderful

- i don't like being lonely, let's chat

- wow!

- this is unbearably amazing

- i hope this doesn't end!...

- This life is too good to be true

What kind of person do you want to be?

Speaking Through Art: Part V - Film

I really enjoy film for the main reason that it incorporates so many of my favourite things into one.

Cinematography.
      Music.
             Acting.
         Writing.

But i think the most important out of all of these features of film is the writing. 

the  s c r i p t. 

Script to me isn't solely about the monologue of a character or dialogue between characters.


A well fabricated script, to me, is the +marriage+ - between - the dialogue and the cinematography. Audiences that are oblivious to certain marriages like these in films are not appreciating film for all that it has to offer. 

Speaking Through Art: Part IV - Sound of Music continued...

There is music...
an then there is music as  a r t.


I think there is a  -  difference  -  between the two. 


There are songs that you can listen to, sing along and relate to...

& then there are those that completely consume you that you can't help but become a part of it.

All That You Are

To have pity towards someone is to look down on them.
To have pity is to feel sorry for that person.

This video I want to share with you really shines a light on the direction i want to go in life.

I hope it does the same for you.



..and when you watch it, the only person I want you to have pity for is yourself.


Because if you got 2 arms and 2 legs and you don't act the way this beautiful man does right here,

then thats completely pitiful on your part!

Love 

yourself 

and 

all 

that 

you 

are.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gc4HGQHgeFE

Speaking Through Art: Part III - Sound of Music

I spent a desperately needed long weekend at my best friends cottage and finally got the chance to clear my head and think of a few things. A cottage is always a perfect and quiet place to do these kind of things, and i really got myself thinking about SOUND. 

I woke up on the Sunday morning at 7:30 am and the weirdest thing happened. 

Most of the time i have BAD cases of writers block but when i don't, my brain can spill out more stuff than niagara falls. When these moments do occur i HAVE to get everything out as soon as possible because i'm afraid my brain will close up again. So...

on my blackberry after 5 minutes of waking up, i wrote a 800 word write up about sound in complete silence. 

Ironic isn't it?