To the man who taught me the beauty of stillness and simplicity, on his birthday…
In this post, I will refer to Harrison on a first name basis, simply because he feels like my friend or my surrogate grandfather from another life.
Today is February 25th – the late George Harrison’s birthday.
It’s the only day in February I actively try to remember but always fail to, falling right in the one month I’d rather not think about because its short existence makes me question time itself.
Which, fitting enough, is what I feel George Harrison was all about. Not feeling any dominance over this world, over our illusion of time, and over whatever it is we think we know about either.
Continue reading “Oh how I love you, George”
A deep dive into the young Miami band’s journey so far…
In a city as flamboyant as Miami, a band like Womanhouse are a dark, but much-welcome surprise.
Made up of singer Emily Afre, bassist Carlo Barbacci, drummer Björn Roland, and guitarists Andrés Nuñez and Steve Montoya, the young band of friends, which formed last year, has been making a name for themselves in the local music scene, playing everywhere from open mic nights to bars and house shows.
Continue reading “In Conversation With: Womanhouse”
Ten songs that marked my year of feeling, traveling and rambling…
To 2019: the finest line I’ve walked on thus far.
For the year that saw my biggest going-through-the-motions and for the decade that molded me into the tiny self-titled badass I am today, I say thank you.
2019 was the ultimate capstone of a decade that saw my teen years, the journey through middle school, high school, and into university and the working world. It’s ten years of self-discovery, of wading through periods of anxious emotions and feelings towards friends, crushes, the in-between of both, of traveling and living without my family by my side in foreign countries, of discovering what I want for myself and who I care to be seen as by my community and by my city. Ten years of music and artists and concerts that allowed me to unleash whatever, good or bad, was plaguing me in the current moment.
Continue reading “To the Year That Felt Like a Decade:”
My yearlong obsession with these Californian boys…
Artwork by Sofía Zelaya.
According to Spotify’s yearly recount, I spent 146 hours listening to The Beach Boys in 2019. Their music feels like nothing else to me.
Listening to their complex harmonies has been my coping mechanism during difficult times, as has been reading about their history, full of ups and downs.
And it turns out the world of The Beach Boys is quite the rabbit hole.
Continue reading “Playlist Time: Sensitive Music for Sensitive People – A Beach Boys Mixtape”
How the desert dreamers disturbed critics and won over listeners with their heartfelt rock…
Artwork by Camila Estela G.
The first record I ever owned was Sam’s Town by The Killers. I shoplifted it from a Target that had just opened here in Staten Island. This was before they figured out that people brought stuff into the bathroom with them and ripped the packaging off so they could walk out undetected.
Now they have sensors right before you enter the bathroom, thus putting an end to a true golden age for moody teens who needed their fix of both bombastic stadium rock and season four of Scrubs. Shame.
Continue reading “Albums to Love: Sam’s Town by The Killers”
The original “Crying in the Club” is a soft pop hit by this formerly edgy art rock outfit…
Before people were Dancing With Tears in Their Eyes (and gel in their hair) in the ’80s, Dancing on their Own in the mid-2000s or later Crying in the Club, Bryan Ferry was sadly swaying at the discotheque watching his former lady love in the arms another man.
You know the story, even if you don’t know the song.
You had a love, it was pure as snow. You held hands, went to Taco Bell at 3 am together and did lots of making out in your car. But fate just couldn’t keep you two together.
Continue reading “Songs To Love: Dance Away by Roxy Music (1979)”
How a tiny nostalgia playlist project is helping Julia Scrive-Loyer stay creative…
Meet Julia Scrive-Loyer, 26-year-old screenwriter and music enthusiast.
Though she was born in Bordeaux, where she also lived during the first eight years of her life, Scrive-Loyer doesn’t think of it as her true hometown, an honor she instead dedicates to her film school in Cuba, where she spent her formative years as a student.
Also a talented writer, Scrive-Loyer is busy juggling many creative projects, from songwriting and writing for her film magazine, SIMULACRO Mag, to working on her first feature film.
Continue reading “The Magical Mixtapes of a Wandering Screenwriter”
Shopping with the bestie at an 80’s mall? It’s more likely than you think…
Artwork by Emily Sol.
Have you been to the mall recently? And have you noticed the experience is a lot sadder than it was back when you were a tween?
Well, it doesn’t have to be!!! Just imagine you’re a tween again and it’s the 80’s. If you need an extra boost, listen to this playlist I made after watching Stranger Things 3 back in the summer.
Continue reading “Playlist Time: 80’s Shopping Date 💄”
June means it is Dulcet’s first birthday 🐻 And we are celebrating with some fan art of our favorite musical bear. Here’s Dulcet, listening to some tunes all day long, by @cam.esparza 🎶 💿 💜
June means it is Dulcet’s first birthday 🐻 And we are celebrating with some fan art of our favorite musical bear. Here’s Dulcet, who got her favorite record for her birthday, by @sofiazelayas 🎂 🎉🎁