Every summer, I travel to New York City to catch some pretentious arthouse film that would change my life for at least a couple months. Next year, Sátántangó is the goal.
(If the movie isn't foreign, in black and white, and is under seven hours long then why even bother watching?)
After a ten minute brainstorm, I bought an expensive camera for my new year's resolution because my life had space for one more hobby and I am at the mercy of corporate advertising.
I have a world map in my room littered with tiny red pushpins. What am I doing with my life? Taking my camera around and adding more pushpins.
Most of my books are either the typical literary canon (Shelley, Wilde) or contemporary feminist nonfiction that Lauren Mayberry or Annie Clark were reading at some point. Hit me up if you have extra copies of Vonnegut or if Lauren/Annie has read a new book.
Keep track of me watching 400 movies in one year on my Letterboxd account: http://letterboxd.com/ShapeShiftTrick/
Five movies I considered to be my favorite at some point: Spring Breakers, Sunset Boulevard, Possession, Casablanca, City of God.
Entry level hipster bullshit: Radiohead, **St Vincent**, Sufjan Stevens, Vampire Weekend, Kanye West, Bon Iver, Neutral Milk Hotel, PJ Harvey, Velvet Underground.
Support your local artists: Beach House, AnCo, Wye Oak, Lower Dens, Dan Deacon, Future Islands, etc.
Hedi Slimane/Raf Simons/Kanye West/mainstream high fashion.
Persian rugs with cherub imagery.
Alphabet public radio (WNYC, NPR, WBEZ).
Avant-garde short films.
Barbara Harris singing "It Don't Worry Me" (here's a link ya lil' rascals https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BYyDusJYJo).
Seriously though I haven't been able to stop listening to this song.