I live my life to marvel at the world, sing songs, write poems, study history, and make fun for kids. I want to hear people's stories, unify the battered and lost in song and make this a merrier world.
Some blathering: I like good conversation, loud music, angry storms, the chill at dawn, driving slow, hats, good books, old books, early hikes, old tattered things, peace, hyperbole, allusions, the outdoors and cultural literacy. I like bitter beer, tea sweet and whiskey smooth.
My heroes are Pete Seeger, Sean "Day9" Plott, Jim Henson and my momma - who is cooler than us.
Bert from Mary Poppins is my spirit animal.
I'm trying to become the darnest folk singer I can possibly be.
I lost my sister last May. She was the best person I knew. Stumbling through that, full disclosure.
I've gotten involved with Put People First! PA and I'm trying to do small things to energize people.
I'll cook ya a good home-spun meal and go down on ya 100% guarantee first date if ya ask, but I'm more into minds at the moment.
My best friend says I laugh like a cartoon villain.
The fact that I look and sound like a big gay lumberjack.
Books: The Time Machine, Animal Farm, 1984, The Captains and The Kings, Abarat, A Tale of Two Cities, Cyrano de Bergerac, The Wheel of Time, a lot of Tolstoy and Lenin.
Poets: Keats, Hughes, and Kipling.
These three are what I consider quintessentially romantic, American, and masculine respectively.
Movies: Casablanca, Goodnight & Goodluck, The Red Violin, Perfume: Story of a Killer, The Secret of NIMH, Dr. Strangelove, The Dark Crystal, Six String Samurai, The Labyrinth, Moonrise Kingdom. Every muppet movie in existence. BFG. The Neverending Story.
Music: Pete Seeger, The Beatles, AJJ, Highwaymen, Al Jolson, Caravan Palace, pwr bttm, Wax Tailor. If you don't like Queen we can't be friends.
Telly: Big on cartoons and travel shows. I like FaceOff and Project Runway. I really don't watch much TV, honest to god. The Muppets are a big deal.
I recently watched Gravity Falls beginning to end. Holy shit, best show since Courage the Cowardly Dog.
And probably a butt to crush on, even if it's my own.
How to be queer and win hearts and minds. The revolution as daily practice. How to turn down and make out.
Where that little book of American poetry I had for years got lost to and why Langston Hughes had to die before I could kiss him.
low quality guaranteed.
(in all seriousness, I am struggling to not regress into being a sad, grey presence in the wake my sister's death and I really want to connect with beautiful souls as they'll inadvertently reconnect me to my Romantic notions of the universe - whether or not that involves making out, idc, though I do love some casual smoochin)