February 2012
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A work has little value until you ‘release’ it, until you liberate...
– Brian Eno (b. 1948), interviewed in Salon
filling in the gap
Strangers in a Song won the Publikumspreis (Audience Award) at the HAU 100 Grad Festival last night. We danced all night and tore down the set today. And now there is a great emptiness. It’s like I told my mother: “Right now, as good as all this news is, I feel almost nothing. I feel waves of sadness from time to time, but it mostly just has this blankness and this forward...
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You fit into me like a hook into an eye.
a fish hook an open eye
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.
What did the egg say to the frying pan? “You get warm. I’ll get hard. We’ll be done in three minutes.”
Happy Valentine’s Day.
:: Do not make me run! I am full of chocolate! :: →
Longed for him. Got him. Shit.
– Margaret Atwood (b. 1939)
:: sensual classics :: →
NPR’s Deceptive Cadence discusses “five examples of some really steamy classical music. Some of it is brazenly explicit…”
You had me at explicit.
Triptych
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Having an orgasm is the highest form of civilization.
– Betty Dodson (b. 1929)
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:: i lived for art, i lived for love :: →
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7 days of sexy OR the Saint Valentine's Day count...
Day One: Did you know that the author of the Kama Sutra was said to be celibate? And the title of that book has nothing to do with tapping that ass? “Kama” means desire, while “sutra” is translated as thread. Harumph. What other surprises lurk behind some of our tales of sexuality, sensuality, and desire? Well, try this one on for size: female sexual fluidity.
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I MISS AMERICA #12
The thing I enjoy most about Superbowl Sunday is the food. Unfortunately, I did not have the forethought to supply myself with the appropriate number of chip dips and chicken wings before the stores were closed (as they are on every Sunday). But at least there was this:
“Two snaps, and your backfield in motion.”
Thank you Joshua Bandy. Thank you David Alan Grier.
Schnee macht gluecklich!
a good day is seventeen emails looking for a new place to live, an audition where I kill the fucking high C, and a walk around historic Berlin in the sun and snow.