'i just might be the soft curve in your hardline'

i first fell in love with Holcombe Waller, when i saw the video for 'bored of memory'. it was stunning.

Oh my love | Oh my one and only light of hope that turns to me | I never dreamed you would die so far away | All the history, all the wars | The ever distant dangers frightening us | All return to us, the bold forgetful senders | And that's all, and that's all I need | Bored of memory the man said | Let me trade the future for a war nobody understands | And that's all I need | Bored of memory the book said | Leave me to my T.V., I am history, never been read | If I'm your lover, if I'm your friend | If I'm the protest laying down for you | All you have to do is lay yourself beside me | If I'm the Roman, if I'm the fighter | If I'm the puppet dangling here for you | All you have to do is put your hand inside me | And that's all, and that's all I need | Bored of memory the man said | Let me trade the future for a war nobody understands | And that's all I need | Bored of memory the book said | Leave me to my T.V., I am history, never been read | And that's all I need | Bored of memory the queen | Ordered up the moat bridge, never been kissed | Never been seen | And that's all I need | Bored of memory the book said | Leave me to my T.V., I am history, never been read | You can leave me to my T.V., I am history | Never been read | You can leave me to my T.V. | I am history | Never been read

the aesthetic of this entire video reminded me of falling in love. 
then. i saw this. hardliner being promoted as the starbucks pick of the week. 
whaaaaaaat??
perfection. it's the perfect song to introduce to holcombe, and off of a FANTASTIC album. 

The bar closed and the whole day went | Not much to your liking | Fresh rain on the beer-green glass | Broken where you're biking | A dark cloud over your bed | You're so sad that you just might die | But the sun will still rise | The sun will still rise | Now don't laugh 'cause I just might be | The soft curve in your hardline | There's no doubt that you are mine, babe | There's no doubt that you are mine | You act so shy | But you know you're pretty | You act like there's no one left | Alive in the whole city | Well maybe the end is upon you | And what then? | Here, repeat after me | It goes, I won't stop loving | I won't stop loving | You don't have to be perfect | You don't have to play well | You don't have to fix everything | All by yourself | Now don't laugh 'cause I just might be | The soft curve in your hardline | There's no doubt that you are mine, babe | There's no doubt that you are mine | Here, repeat after me, it goes | I won't stop loving | I won't stop loving | Now don't laugh 'cause I just might be | The soft curve in your hardline | There's no doubt that you are mine, babe | There's no doubt that you are mine
ps. want some free Mp3s for a limited time? check out the track listing from the album here - free mp3 downloads. you're welcome.

my weekend in summary

My weekend started early this week… with a girls night. Then some boxing, concert, drinks with friends, and mega football.
Tshirt designers, extraordinaire; hand print in the snow on the way home; our friend being interviewed, pre-fight, at the boxing match; new business cards – yay!; getting pumped for football Sundays (only 2 left now!); vintage cameras galore; and exciting – re:claim at birthia!
Thursday: spent the night with Erin, Katie, and Nicole, for a good old fashioned girls night. We did some internet stalking of our various crushes (though, we’re all art nerds, so most of them were photographers and illustrators we love - ahem), had tons of sushi, and talked all night. Made plans for MEGA photo shoots, as well as our own brand of t-shirts and subsequent photoshoots. Love these girls. Love the circumstances in which I was brought together with them, and am so glad it all turned out this way – trimmed the useless fat, and gained some wonderful, wonderful friends in the process! How the world works in mysterious ways sometimes.
Friday: I raced home and changed, and then met some friends to race back downtown for a boxing match at the Adelaide club. A friend of a friend was boxing, and we went to watch. Had some drinks, watched a few of the fights (one of which was the friend of a friend, unfortunately, losing), and then went to the irish embassy for something to eat, and some drinks. Spent tons of the night chatting – including trying to guess the waitress’ age (though no one was happy about me asking her finally) – and sharing sob stories with a friend’s friend about our mutual bronchitis, and then headed home. reminds me how much I LOVE when people drive, while going out.
Saturday: woke up, and spent at least an hour in bed... commiserating my illness. then met a friend for coffee at the bell jar between our houses. Always great conversation, and parted ways after learning we were both attending the same concert that night. I then spent the day running errands and getting stuff done – clothes returned/exchanged, vintage cameras bought, film dropped off, football jersey picked up from last weekend in Mississauga, etc. it was a major productive day, and felt so so good. I then raced home, changed, and headed to Yorkville for a show that my friend - Chris Thornborrow - and the group he has cofounded - toy piano - was putting on with some friends. It was an opera type show, small skits that were hilarious. Met my friend steph there, and we were both majorly impressed. Chatted with some friends, and then headed to the duke for a drink. Then, headed home to be in bed nice and early (perfection).
Sunday: woke up, and spent 2 hours lying in bed. still sick. then, did some cleaning, laundry, all those productive things you’re supposed to do on Sundays. Then, went to my landlords, and spent the day chatting, eating, watching football (patriots win – BEST) and coming up with theories as to the failures of my dating life. love my landlords. Had a GREAT dinner (made by erin), and went back to my place after the 2nd football game, and into bed fairly early. Perfect.
Hope everyone enjoyed the games, and had a great weekend – despite the ‘snow storm’ on Friday!

'nothing - i just helped him cry'

ok. i rarely rarely rarely write posts on weekends... but this one is a necessary. this has been a weird weekend. one that i wasn't prepared for. and one that has caused much introspection. 
so this.... when i found this..... stumbled onto this gem..... it was needed. and i need to share. 
'Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry”'
perfection. next time.... just help someone cry.

things i'll be doing this weekend....

this weekend i'm taking a break. i have no plans (except for tonight), so i'll be spending the two days watching football, drinking lots of tea, catching up on my meds, doing some rehab that i've been slacking on, write, and watch movies. and be in blankets non-stop. try to get past this sickness that's been preventing me from aggressivly starting some meds i need to be on desperately.
so. i'll be:
weekend wear

blanketing. sweatpanting. reading. tea-ing. and getting better-ing.
hope everyone has a FANTASTIC weekend. rest. drink tea. watch movies. enjoy!