Everything is holiday-sy and nothing hurts.
"RIP" gives me the complete opposite feeling of "rest" or "peace". It’s all caps. It signifies a sound: an abrupt, unnerving sound of something being torn or yanked away in a split second, against its will, magnified in volume by the fact that it’s all caps. That just gives me all sorts of anxieties.
Some movie star died and these RIP statuses are all over my Facebook.
| Cameron - Jillette Johnson
Oh my GODS
LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS PROBLEM RIGHT HERE
THE FACT THAT THIS VIDEO
about an adorable little TRANS* ASTRONAUT
IT DOESN’T HAVE TEN BILLION VIEWS
LET’S FIX THAT
First time through a car wash! Hahaha. Neato shtuff :D
I’m very stressed because Mt. Homework and I feel guilty that I’m even on Tumblr right now but then again I’m so overwhelmed and tired I need a distraction it’s a vicious cycle
Earlier this year, I officially started my endeavour into the next musical phase - to get a fresh perspective I decided to clear my head / work space of most things related to the VOWS era - but in doing so I stumbled across some interesting demos, remixes that I had made of my own songs plus some covers I had done of other songs I liked during the making of my first album. Instead of letting them collect dust in my iTunes I thought if would be nice to share some of these moments with you before I leave this part of my life behind and move into all new music. These are not official releases of any sort, they are ruff sketches literally pulled from an old laptop hard drive, not from mastering studios… this is just a way for me to give you a little more insight into my processes & the world of VOWS before I say goodbye to it all.
So to begin with, here is something I put together a couple of years ago just for fun. It’s a take on ‘Settle Down’ deconsructed & rearranged by myself using only stems from the track and a drum sample from Electric Wire Hustle (my awesome friends from NZ who you should all check out! : (www.electricwirehustle.com).
Leaving this here so I can listen to it later.
I know I live as far in land as can be, but sometimes I’d like to pretend beyond this fence is the ocean, with ships and sand and waves and silence. And people running away from life, if only for a short while.
My living room.
Rah. Fear me. I sizzle.