it's over

and, oh yeah, the shows are over. suddenly. at one point it felt like they'd never begin or end and now they're over. time to move on. it's a very weird feeling, but i don't have the sadness i did after book of days.

atlanta here i come

i bought a ticket to atlanta today to visit a certain georgia boy who i've known for a million and a half years. i'm really looking forward to seeing him, but i'm still a little peeved that he screwed up our plans to go elsewhere...first it was montreal, then boston, then dc and new orleans was even a destination for about 5 minutes. i mean (and no offence to anyone) but what is there to do in atlanta, anyway, besides drinking a pepsi in front of the coke museum? (and i'm going to hold him to his promise to come up to nyc for my halloween party because he screwed up our vacation).
seriously, though, i'm glad to be going. i love catching up with him and i desperately need a little time off and away from nyc (the last time i left was for a theater retreat on long island in february). maybe i'll even be able to relax and do nothing for an hour. i think the last time that happened was when i visited him in north carolina a few years ago.
i leave friday. yes, i know it's very last minute. i hope 1. that the week goes very quickly, because i know the weekend will definately go too quickly and 2. that i somehow find the time to get everything done this week that needs to be done.

sex, drugs, rock'n roll and conjoined twins?

i saw the poster and i was interested.

i watched the trailer and got really excited!

first off, the poster reminds me of trainspotting, which is one of my favorite movies. it's about punk music, another love. and it's got hot boys in it, which is always good. so what if they're conjoined twins? i guess it's trainspotting meets velvet goldmine if ewan mcgregor was a conjoined twin. this is the first movie in a long time that i've really been excited about...my roommate commented how twisted it looked...so does it surprise anyone that i'd get excited about it? i'm so there opening night (july 28th)! i just hope it doesn't suck.
and yes (after some research) they are twins, but they are not really conjoined. :)

buzz buzz

so not only has united stages wrote an article about priscilla (the show i'm acting in), william niederkorn (the shakespeare scholar and nytimes writer) came to opening night of hamlet and wrote about it on his blog. it would have been nice to have been written up in the times, but we'll take what we can get. ;)
to check out the text of both articles go to www.newworldtheatre.org/blog

headshots and costumes and theater...OH MY!

the shows are going. we're getting some nice buzz and united stages even wrote a piece about rewriting shakespeare/priscilla/jeff (the playwrite). check it out: www.unitedstages.com
i think the shows are going well (even if last nights' performance was possibly the oddest i've ever been involved in). had a bit of a break down about the costumes for hamlet (long story), but everything seems to be running smoothly now.
my mom is in town and this will be the first thing she's seen me in since 2000. i kinda wish she would have come for book of days last year, but nothing i can do about that now. tomorrow we're seeing hamlet and saturday my roommate is taking her to see me in priscilla. i'm a little nervous about it.
despite the press attention we've gotten, we're not getting much of an audience. so if you're in the nyc area, COME SEE MY SHOWS! they're good...i promise. (see previous blog for show info)
also after a lot of deliberation, i've narrowed my headshot choices down to 4. i just need to knock one more off and i'll be set. it's SO hard. i've never had so many pictures of me that looked good. grrrr....
which one would you vote off the island? (please remember that these are yet to be touched up before reproduction). there is another shot that i'm definately keeping. i'm only including the three that are questionable.

new headshots

i got new headshots taken a few days ago and i need to pick two or three to touch up and then have reproduced. maybe i'll start getting called into auditons more often with these.

any favorites?

www.jensenstudiosnyc.com/photography/karroncolor/

Come See My Show(s)!

NEW WORLD THEATRE OPENS 2006-07 SEASON WITH HAMLET: EVOLUTION

"Hamlet Evolution" image by Maria Aldana

Hamlet 1603: The First Quarto features Anthony Bagnetto, Robert Cross, Jason Liebman*, Kevin Lind*, Alyssa Mann, Thomas Poarch and Gabriele Schafer*

Priscilla features David Diloreto, Cassie Haynes, Linda Jones*, Karron Karr, Jessica Krueger and Paul Weissman

* Appears courtesy of the Actor's Equity Association

Hamlet 1603 Director: Cynthia Dillon
Priscilla Director: Robert Zick Jr.
Hamlet 1603 Assistant Director/Stage Manager: Meghan Dickerson
Hamlet 1603 Fight Choreographer: Al Foote III
Set Designer: Robert Zick Jr.
Costume Designer: Karron Karr
Lighting Designer: Keri Thibodeau
Publicity Coordinator: David Cooper
Production Manager: Melanie Rodriguez

Highlighting the evolution of Shakespeare’s renowned play from its origins to its relevant implications today, New World Theatre presents HAMLET: EVOLUTION featuring Hamlet 1603: The First Quarto by William Shakespeare and the newly commissioned adaptation Priscilla by Jeff Love.

Hamlet 1603: The First Quarto – This is a rare opportunity to see the first publication of Shakespeare’s quintessential revenge play. Presented uncut, this Hamlet is shorter and leaner and in many ways a “different play.” Hamlet returns from University to discover that his father is dead and his uncle has married his mother. Visited by the ghost of his father, Hamlet schemes to wrest the truth from his murderous uncle and avenge his father’s death.
Priscilla – NWT’s newly commissioned modern adaptation, Priscilla takes Shakespeare’s most famous work and puts its premise of indecision leading to destruction into a more contemporary context –and with a woman as the protagonist. Will Priscilla choose a life of love and security or will she lose herself amid the unraveling revelations surrounding her mother’s suspicious death?
Stella Adler Studio 2-B31 W. 27th Street, 2nd Floor New York City
July 7 - 29, 2006 Tuesdays – Saturdays at 8pm Saturday & Sunday Matinees at 3pmB
oth shows run in repertory throughout the month of July. Check out the full schedule on our website or the calendar below.
Tickets: Hamlet 1603: $15 in advance, $18 at door Priscilla: $12 in advance, $15 at door
Buy tickets to both shows for only $25 (call 212-352-3101)
Tickets are limited - reserve now!Call: 212-352-3101 or visit http://www.newworldtheatre.org/.

UPCOMING PLAYS - NWT will explore the dark side of the human experience with two politically provocative plays beginning in Fall 2006 with the staging of Canadian playwright Judith Thompson’s volatile first play, The Crackwalker, a visceral exploration of the ugly realities of inner city survival. Slaughter City, a searing drama about life in the meat-packing industry by acclaimed playwright and poet Naomi Wallace will anchor New World Theatre’s season in the winter of 2007.

venting (and some whining)

i'm so tired...and busy...and frustrated. here are some reason why i think i'm going to have a nervous breakdown soon:
1. i'm a little worried that i may have bitten off more than i can chew, theater-wise. in an effort to improve my quality of life (aka my day job), i enrolled in a certificate program in management for the arts at nyu. i'm only taking one class this summer that meets once a week on monday nights, but that's enough, considering the homework.
2. then i'm acting in the play priscilla. we open in less than a month and at rehearsal yesterday we got a new act 2. i don't know when i'm going to start memorizing my lines. and i don't even have a grasp of my character. i'm still figuring out her voice, walk and all the physical stuff. (i do have to admit i'm having a lot of fun in rehearsal, though. the cast is awesome and it's been a long time since i've been in such a funny, slapstick type of role).
3. also, i'm desigining the costumes for both shows (priscilla and hamlet...visit www.newworldtheatre.org/blog for updates and pictures of the shows). i haven't even really begun with priscilla yet because i don't have a finalized copy of the script. but i've been working on hamlet. i need to figure out the women...once i figure out the women, i think the men should be easy enough. but how do you put a woman in a dress who has to change into a man in about 10 seconds on stage and still make her beautiful and feminine? and why are all the colors i want for costumes out of season? why can't i have the money and an assistant to make exactly what's in my head?
4. and i really should start thinking of designs for hurt so good...the show i'm designing for point of you productions...which goes up in august. i also feel like i'm slighting poy because i haven't been able to make production meetings in forever because i've been going to priscilla and hamlet rehearsals.
5. i haven't had time to do laundry in forever. i'm down to three pairs of underwear because i was so hung over on sunday that i couldn't do anything before i had to go to the hamlet rehearsal.
6. i have no money because i booked an appointment for new headshots...i had to pay half of the fee as a down payment, so i guess i have no money for new underwear if i run out of the clean stuff. also i'm still paying off my nyu class.
7. my computer at work hasn't worked for the past 3 days. i've got all sorts of people on my back about things and i can't access half the stuff because it's all on my computer. i've been a the visiting broker's desk, but i can only do so much from here (yes, i'm writing a blog entry instead of doing work. i wonder if this will get me fired so i can collect unemployment and actually get out of this job). so my day job is one big, frustrating nightmare right now.
7.5. my alarm rings at 7:20am. i'm not cut out for this early morning shit. i get up that early and i'm still always late for work because of the trains. and then after i get off work at 5:30 i go to rehearsals which run until 10. then i go home and by the time i've eaten dinner (if i eat dinner these days) it's after 11. then it's on the internet to return theater emails and do costume research or homework. i'm trying to be in bed by 1:30, but that doesn't aways happen. then it's back to the beginning again. why can't my day job be my theater job?
8. i miss my ex boyfriend and i stupidly text messaged him when i was drunk saturday night. but even if we were together, it's not like i'd have any time for him. i still miss him, eventhough i'm hearing stories about him which remind me why it's good that we're no longer together.
9. my mom is coming to stay with me next weekend and my room is a sty. i've got to find some time between now and then to at least get rid of the piles of clothes on the floor.

i really really need a massage...and some sex...and a nap...for, like, a year.

AIDS Walk

On May 21st I participated in the AIDS Walk. I personally raised $525 for the cause and my team, consisting of members from my two theater companies raised $2880. The rain held off until we finished the walk, a good time was had by all, and we capped off the day by going to hallo berlin! for beer and sausage. if you want to check out some pictures taken by other members of my team, go to www.newworldtheatre.org/blog.

busy weekends wear you out

i had a very interesting, but busy weekend...in a nutshell i went to two going away parties, had another round of casting for a part for our show, did the aids walk and saw my first prince albert. :)

more details to follow...

i'm so tired.

weird morning

yes i know i should be working, but i had to share...
i was pretty late to work today because of all the weirdness on the train.
first the L train was held up because a guy on my train got arrested. i saw three cops drag him out and he looked like he was on something. he also couldn't really walk because his pants had fallen down to around his legs and they wouldn't let go of his arms so he could pull them back up.
then i finally get on the 4 train. it's really crowded and this guy behind me starts touching my back and telling me to move further in. there is no possible way i can get any further into the train. this guy keeps touching me. then suddenly i hear another guy say "why are you even touching her?" and as the doors start to close the other guy shoves the toucher out of the train. i thanked him, but it was a little violent for first thing in the morning.
at 42nd street, it clears out and i sit down. i notice that the guy next to me is looking at his diskman very closely. he's wearing glasses, so i wonder if they're not working well or something. then he starts licking it!!! the man was licking his diskman and i don't think anyone noticed but me.
i get to work (late) and i have an email from my mom. she said she got a call at 5:45am saying that school was canceled because a bomb went off in the school. then she said she got a second call that said it was an electrical fire, not a bomb. cover up? who knows...
AND THEN a baby bird flew into our office and a bunch of us were trying to get it to fly back out the door before it flew into one of our windows and hurt itself.
and it's not even noon...

art imitating life imitating art

music really helps me during a break-up...and during this period i've found myself gravitating towards the bouncing souls (who i am hoping to see at the knitting factory the first week of june), most particularly to their album, hopeless romantic. many of their songs just fit with how i've been feeling...including night on earth, (i'm a) hopeless romantic (you're just hopeless), whole thing, and wish me well (you can go to hell). in fact, the lyrics to this duet could have been a conversation between patrick and myself at some point...check it out:

p: i gotta be me, baby, and you gotta be you.
k: something isn't right, but i know i love you. i only want what's best.
p: i don't know. is this some kind of test?
k: yeah and you're failing! all we do is bicker.
p: say good bye.
k: kiss my ass. i hope you die.
p: wish me well.
k: you can go to hell. say good bye.
p: kiss my ass. hope you die.
k: wish me well.
p: you can go to hell. we were so different a short time ago.
k: love's supposed to make us happy, supposed to make us grow. and i just wanna punch you in the face!
p: i love you. i guess i needed some space.
k: oh well another time and another place.
p: say good bye.
k: kiss my ass. i hope you die.
p: wish me well.
k: you can go to hell. say good bye.
p: kiss my ass. i hope you die.
k: wish me well.
p: you can go to hell. so does this mean i really have to go?
k: um, yeah. what part of 'get out' didn't you understand?
p: wow. i mean, what happens if i want to call you or something next week?
k: well, what happens is that i won't be there because i don't like you any more.
you're stupid.
p: fine then. i don't care. i'm leaving.
k: k. whatever. bye. see ya.
p: alright. i'm out the door.
k: k. bye.
p: this is me leaving. i'm gone.
k: k. see ya. bye. whatever.
p: can i call you next week?
k: no. what are you laughing at, stupid?
p: i'm out the door.
k: god. go already.

thank god for music...it can give you a sense of humor even when you feel hopeless.

cycles

so my boyfriend and i broke up. i don't need to worry about him reading this because he never really took an interest in what i was doing in my life and although i did send him this link a few times, i don't think he ever bothered to visit my blog. there'd be no reason for him to start now.
to answer some questions that were put forth to me about it: yes, the relationship was troubled. yes, i knew it was eventually going to end. yes, i had considered breaking up with him in the past, but this was his decision. it came out of the blue for me because in our last serious conversation we had regarding our relationship, he said he was happy with the way things were, etc., etc. and didn't understand why i was unsatisfied. also our last day spent together was totally wonderful...the best day we had together, i think, in months. apparently, though, even that day he was planning the break up. what hurt the most though was what he said to me and that i know that there is something he is not telling me that sparked the event. i know ultimately it's for the best, but it still hurts.

now that that's out of the way, the real reason for this blog entry...

i feel that i'm back in a similar place as i was this same time of year last year. weird things keep happening to me, which makes it obvious...

last year and pretty much this time, bob and i decided to play pool one afternoon at dempsy's pub on 2nd ave. eventually we were challenged by two guys, one of whom i was pretty attracted to named roscoe. it was probably only 3pm and both guys were well on their way to being blitzed, but we had a good time. roscoe mentioned that his birthday was coming up and i should go to his party. we exchanged numbers but nothing ever came of it. a week or two later (over memorial day weekend) patrick and i had our first "date".
this past friday i saw the crucible, which was done by rising sun, a company run by some friends of mine. i joined the cast for drinks at east 4th street bar, across the street from the theater (and around the corner from dempsy's). we were all drinking at tables set outside the bar on the sidewalk when this guy who looks a little familiar stumbles by. he is incredibly drunk and probably has no memory of the night. i take note that he's really cute (but really drunk) and try to remember if he was an actor who submitted for a part in our show (and that's why he looks familiar). then he bends over the railing and asks me to dance with him. his two friends with him seemed mortified. i tell him no, to dance with his pretty friend and he says that she's his sister and her boyfriend would bash his face in for it. they pull him away and suddenly he turns around, lifts his shirt and starts rubbing his chest and stomach and starts yelling "look at what you're missing." i must say he has a REALLY nice body.
so we all laugh about it and continue hanging out. about half an hour later, he walks by again, this time without his sister and her boyfriend. and starts saying to me "oh look at your face. look at your eyes. look at your dimples and smile." so i get up and walk over to him and introduce myself. he tells me his name is roscoe. i try to shake his hand and he pulls me too him to try to kiss me. i move my face and he slobbers all over my cheek. but yes, it all came back to me when he told me his name. this is, in fact, that same roscoe and it's almost exactly a year since we first met. and again this time i am single. meghan mentioned that it sounded like we were fated. as cute as he is, i don't want to be fated to a guy with questionable intelligence and a drinking problem...

i love alan cumming!

my friend eric was able to get me a free ticket to see three penny opera at studio 54. the show has gotten pretty scathing reviews, but i still wanted to see it because it starred alan cumming. i had just missed him when he was in cabaret and i didn't want to miss him again. and if the show sucked, it's not like i paid a lot for the ticket. :)
all in all, i really liked the show. alan, as always, was brilliant. he has amazing stage presence and you find yourself watching him even when he's not the center of attention. i was impressed with ana gasteyer's voice. i didn't know she could sing so well! as well as the majority of the cast (especially jim dale and the man who plays lucy brown...yes, in drag). cindi lauper was okay, but you could tell she wasn't trained to do 8 broadway shows a week. isaac mizrahi's costumes were a bit disappointing...while i felt like that was exactly how i would have costumed the show, i would have expected more from a famous designer (and with a huge costume budget). i could tell you exactly what stores on st. mark's place he got certain costumes from. one of the characters was even wearing a pair of pants identical to ones i convinced my roommate to buy from religious sex (may it rest in peace). there were maybe two items that i could tell he had made especially for the show.
but anyway, it was an enjoyable show and i think the bad reviews are full of crap. so afterwards eric and i decide to slip around to the stage door to see if we can see any of the celebrities leave. i especially want to see alan cumming because i love him. when i went to see spamalot, i waited at the stage door for over an hour just to meet tim curry (because i love him too) and he never came out. i got hank azaria's autograph, though, but i didn't really care. i hoped that this wouldn't be a repeat of that incident.
there weren't very many people waiting back there. mostly it was a group of gay guys waiting, who were totally being checked out and picked up by the chorus boys leaving. there was also this really creepy makeup artist guy standing by me that i think was freaking out the actors. so ana gasteyer came out and signed programs. she seemed a bit nervous. then nelly mckay, who skipped our section (much to eric's disappointment). then cindi lauper. she's looking really old and was not very nice at all. and then alan! he signed my program and i told him that i thought he was brilliant and that he inspired me, etc. and when he handed my program back he wouldn't let go. he just stood there holding on to it, less that two feet away, looking at me. and that was my moment. i could have said something brilliant, that he would have remembered or that would have caused him to strike up a conversation with me...but no. my brain froze. i just stood there with this huge grin on my face looking into his eyes. i couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't have made me sound stupid or like a stalker. then the creepy makeup guy interrupted and our moment was over. he moved on. i should have asked him for a hug. thinking back...that's what i should have done. i'll know now, should i ever to happen across him on the street. it is new york, you know...there is always that possibility.
so i finally met one of my idols (i don't care that he did son of the mask or spice girls. he's a fucking brilliant actor) and my brain turned to goo. what would happen if i were to ever meet someone i really love, like david bowie or julianne moore? i'd probably just start sobbing and fall to their feet. i'm not kidding. i don't think i'd have a choice.
but even though i missed my chance to touch mr. cumming, i was floating on air for the next day or so after our meeting. yay!

only in williamsburg pt. 1

i had heard about this controversial statue of a naked britney spears giving birth on a bear skin rug. (technically i think the sculpture is called something like "the birth of sean preston") oddly enough, this sculpture is supposed to be pro-life. after viewing it, i don't think any one would ever want to have a child. i found out that the gallery it was at was just a short walk from my apartment, so a few weekends ago (on the last day it was showing), my roommate hatim and our friend eric accompanied me to capla kesting gallery. i felt like i had to go, seeing as the gallery was so close to where i live AND it was free. how could you pass up the chance? in ten or twenty years when people are reminising and laughing, i can tell them that i was there. i saw the naked britney spears. and it was gross.
the gallery itself is a converted car garage and is actually pretty tiny (but meticulously clean and white). the sculpture was the only thing on display other than a podium with some info about the gallery and a display case with some pro-life propaganda in it.
it's odd that a pro-life sculpture of such a high profile would be on display in trendy, liberal williamsburg. it must have just been for the shock value.
so we walked around and viewed her from all angles. the sculpture doesn't even really look like her (the artist admits that britney did not actually pose for it and britney has not released any comments about it, either for or against the piece) and the hips are far too wide for a woman of that small frame. and yes, it's all anatomically correct. what makes it more disturbing is that it's got a pinkish glaze over it that makes it almost as if you're looking at a real person.
i think hatim and eric were much more traumatized than i was. so we stopped by this amazing french place on the way home for crepes and coffee and all was well with the world again.
i'm including some pictures...not for the weak of heart (or stomach)...

i've been busy

i've been SO busy these last few weeks...which not only means i'm sleep deprived, but that there are also a number of things i want to write about here.
what you may ask has been keeping me busier than usual? well, this past saturday, sunday, monday, tuesday, and wednesday, i was playing hall monitor (for a total of 20 hours...i counted) for my theater company's auditions for our two summer shows, the first quarto hamlet and an original, priscilla. i'm still recovering, but the decisions have been made, the parts have been offered, and we are awaiting a few replies.

now the real fun begins.

i'm so excited!

i just read this article and i think this could potentially be a brilliant movie! i can't wait for it!


Casting: Elton John Ditches Disney

Elton John's CGI-animated musical "Gnomeo & Juliet" still has a heartbeat. According to the Hollywood Reporter, this version of Shakespeare's tragic romance set in the world of tacky garden gnomes will move from Walt Disney Studios to sister division Miramax. When Disney bought Pixar and appointed John Lasseter as its new animation head earlier this year, the long-in-the-works "Gnomeo" was shut down. Discovering it was available, new Miramax president Daniel Battsek jumped at the chance to bring John's edgy musical to his revitalized division and a deal was struck. In its new incarnation, "Gnomeo" will most likely be animated by an independent British animation house, where the production will now be based. With a script in place, plans now call for John to collaborate with Oscar-winning lyricist Tim Rice on the film's songs. Kate Winslet still remains attached to voice Juliet, but no word on who will play her Gnomeo. It's tough when the leading candidate, the "Roaming Gnome," is always ... roaming.

please send good thoughts my way

the mega millions lottery jackpot is $220,000,000. the drawing is tonight.
yesterday at work, three co-workers and i were talking about the recent trend of groups of people winning lottery money. i think the most recent group was a bunch of packers from a meatpacking plant, who pooled their money.
so we decided to do it. the 4 of us pooled our money and i bought the tickets last night. if we win the full amount, my cut would be $55,000,000. not to shabby, eh? i'd be happy even if we just won $100. but i do have to admit, i have most of how i will invest/spend the millions already planned. i want to buy an old williamsburg warehouse and build a theater in it. i want at least one performance space, some rehearsal spaces and a gallery space. if there's any room left, i'd like a few apartments, that i would use to provide subsidized housing for artists. as part of the requirements for them to live there, they'd also have to help manage the arts complex. it'd be my dream to build and manage something like that.
please send your good thoughts my way tonight. i wanna win the jackpot!

good vibrations

last night i went to a concert at warsaw, a really interesting venue in greenpoint. most days of the week, it's the polish national home, hosting events for that orginization. then a few times a week they host indie rock concerts. they sell pergoies and other polish foods and the stage gives me flashbacks of highschool plays. the quirkiness adds to the cool factor AND it's walking distance from home. :)
the headliner of the show was regina spektor. i first saw her perform when she opened for keane at radio city music hall. i was far more impressed with her than the headlining band at the time, so when i heard about this show, i jumped at the chance to see her again. the recordings just don't do her justice. anyone impressed with her cds should definately see her live.
she had two bands open for her. paul, hatim and i had contemplated skipping them, but it had been so long since i've seen new music (besides metal bands) that i was up for seeing them even if it meant going without paul and hatim. (by the way, paul and hatim had never seen regina, but were interested after all of my raves about her. i do not think they were disappointed).
the first band up was the hysterics. apparently they had REALLY nice guitars. i wouldn't know the difference but my escorts couldn't stop talking about the guitars. the guys in the band looked super young, but i was pretty sure they were a local band of twenty-somethings and they just looked young (like people tell me i do). when i got home that night i looked them up on myspace. nope, they're all 16 and 17 years old. they sounded pretty good and may mature into something really good. they were a lot of fun to watch though, even when the lead singer coulding figure out his guitar strap and needed help from the roadie. and the guitarist had a sex pistols shirt on, which is always a good thing.
the next person up was jenny owen youngs. and she was amazing. i've had her song "fuck was i" running through my head all day today. her voice was incredible and she's an awesome guitar player. she told a story about opening for regina in boston and a guy showed up with a rubber fish in his sleeve for her to sign. i thought she was pretty cute and was looking for an opportunity to talk to her after the show without sounding like an idiot. with hatim's encouragement i was going to ask her to sign my boobs (and then take a picture so i could save it for posterity...like on my birthday). but the show ran really late and i was tired from fighting with the crowd and straining to see over people's heads (it's really hard when you're only 5'4"), so i ended up not doing it. i kind of regret that, but i was grumpy and had to go to work the next morning. i didn't want to fight through the crowd to buy her cd, but i did order it from her website as soon as i got home. can't wait to hear it. i really need to learn the lyrics to "fuck was i". i only know the first line and the chorus so i keep singing "love grows in me like a tumor. parasite bent on devouring it's host." and then "what the fuck was i thinking" over and over and over.
and of course regina was brilliant. she has this one song where she plays the piano with one hand, hits her piano bench with a drum stick, stomps a melody with her foot and sings all at once. and it sounds good! she does crazy things with her voice as she's playing complex classical music on the piano...she really should be a lot more famous than she is! if you ever have a chance to see her (or jenny owen youngs) please do. they're both great!
i know i'm raving a lot, but it's been so long since i've been to a concert that was my type of music (whatever that is). the boyfriend's in a metal band, so most of the new music i hear are other metal bands that could only hope to be as good as his band. and i'm not saying this because i'm partial. they really are good. and if the other bands they played with were as good, i wouldn't mind seeing them so much, ya know? i kind of feel like a bad girlfriend, but metal's not my thing.
but anyway, last night was SO much fun...people watching, laughing, and good music. very refreshing. i needed that.

i didn't intend the aerosmith reference, but it's accurate

i'm restless. i need an adventure. i need one of those nights that, while it's happening, you know you'll look back on it fondly for years to come. i need new experiences and new people. it feels like i used to have moments like these so frequently and now my life has settled in to such a monotony. how do i recapture that passion? i feel like there's such a hole in my soul. how do i find that excitement again?