I'm like Morrissey, but less charming, while also less racist.
I'm generally for radical leftist stuff: feminism, antiracism, anti-transphobia, anti-capitalism, all that stuff. I try not to get too gung-ho as an ally, try more to push people toward speakers and thinkers effected by those institutions since it's their fight and they by nature would talk about it more. Oppressive bullshit is bad.
Learning I am generally for, even though I have a fear that I'm going to learn too many things and then become one of those wild-haired crazy people hunched over eating bugs by the fistful out of trashcans while I scrawl my mad, impenetrable, but totally true theories across the back of an old pizza box with some mustard packets I found. I've heard this happens to people, and it sounds both exciting and incredibly terrible.
Despite all that, I like dancing and going to bars and dressing nice. I have a homebody streak of enjoying quiet nights with hot tea and a book and Spotify or my guitar, but I also like driving aimlessly, breaking into parks late at night to wander around in empty fields, sitting on hills. There's an inner goth in me crying (...crying...) to get out and listen to The Cure and Joy Division and The Horrors and Black Marble and The Damned all day long, but I also listen to a ton of hip-hop, a ton of extreme metal, a ton of jazz, a ton of country folk, a ton of prog. Music taste doesn't have to be broad to be good, mine just happens to be broad.
I deal with depression, but I'm medicated. At this point in my life, I've learned that I can't really date or hang around people who don't understand that kind of stuff or aren't willing to. There's no obligation to; we all have a right to be psychologically safe and happy, and if someone with depression would compromise that for you, I'm not going to hold any ill-will towards you.
I should note that I am a powerful sorcerer, and that I can bend the walls of reality, and so I choose to live in this place. Yes. The events of my life are... good. And I... want them. Yes. Absolutely that. Yes.
Also, I currently write music reviews for Empty Lighthouse and am working on getting, like, a bajillion zines published. I've slipped more and more into editing and creating anthologies and zines lately.
Ever since I've gotten Spotify, my music experience has exploded. I fucking love it.
Music: Beatles, Beach Boys, Depeche Mode, King Crimson, Yeasayer, Dan Deacon, Genesis, Bon Iver, Kanye West, Mastodon, Paul Simon, Opeth, Porcupine Tree, Miles Davis, Slayer, Animal Collective, Squarepusher, the Dear Hunter, Madonna. Plenty of stuff. I've been getting into alt country and Bruce Springsteen in a big way. Maudlin songs with acoustic guitars and pianos and mumbling. Haha. Music is one of my big passions! If you recommend me something, I WILL give it a shot.
Movies: 2001, Enter the Void, Heathers, Parents, The Shining, A Clockwork Orange, WALL-E, There Will Be Blood, The Fountain, Tree of Life (kind of film school-ish, but I enjoyed it). I also love campy sci-fi and horror movies. I'm a B movie fan.
Books: Foundation trilogy, comics/graphic novels, literary criticism (I'm a bit of a lit nerd), Neil Gaiman, Thomas Pynchon, Philip K. Dick, Warren Ellis, Grant Morrison, Italo Calvino, Umberto Eco. Plenty more. I love books! Part of being a writer is reading a LOT.
Shows: Mad Men! Battlestar Galactica, Breaking Bad, Arrested Development, The Wire, The Sopranos, Carnivale
Food: I LOVE sushi, enchiladas, a good sandwich, pho and granola. I'd like to be vegetarian but I haven't quite summoned up the will yet. Someday, though!
- My music collection
- Something to write with/on
- My dog
- Free associating meaningless poetry on the spot
You want to drink beer in some deserted bar telling half-truths and making up stories until its way later than either of us intended.
You like freewheeling conversations.
You think petting puppies is probably the coolest fucking thing in the world.
Love is not magic. Love is not chemistry. Love is sacrifice. Love is work. Love is perseverance. Love is choosing the uphill climb. Love is battle. Love is hard. Love rewards what has been invested and punishes that which was not. Love demands. Love strives beyond its ability and love fails. Love is power and love is simple and love is complex. Love sings and love screams. Love is beauty and love is pain, and it would be neither if not both. I am not looking for chemistry. I am not looking for magic. I am looking for someone who sees something in me, someone I see something in, who is willing to put in the work to make something worthwhile occur. Love and magic are too complex, too simple to work any other way.