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Lindsay

shh!

About Me

I love Joel, my parents, music, and art. I'm a loyal, loving friend. I try to be the best person I can be. I am environmentally conscience (or at least as much as I can afford to be) and I am vegan. The meat industry is just fucking out of hand! Joel and I run a record label and I hope for it to evolve into some type of community of people and musicians who make their decisions based on ethics and respect rather then profit and trend. I have 3 cats, 2 dogs, and a rat, whom i love like they were my children. We had a pet caterpillar once but he turned into a moth a flew free. I love my life and "my" city. I know how lucky I am.

My Interests

Sounds, 'vinyl' records, keyboards, owls, pen and paper, paints, animals, photos, wine, cooking, learning, quite time, live music, recorded music, planets, philosophy, recycling....

I'd like to meet:

Einstein...

Music:

IF THESE TREES COULD TALK, BEWARE OF SAFETY, CASPIAN, GIFTS FROM ENOLA, YOU MAY DIE IN THE DESERT, GIANTS, BENIETH OBLIVION, EKSI EKSO, LVNGS, BURBIS ACTORS & ACTRESSES Fugazi, Converge, Jawbreaker, Red sparrows, Subarachnoid space, Autchre, Download, Slowdive, Swervedriver, Cocteau Twins, Tool, Mars Volta, At the Drive-In, Glassjaw, Isis, Cult of luna, Orbital, anything at all that Cevin Key has had his hands in, Daughters, Orchid, Pelican, Junius, An Albotross Massive Attack, Layo & bushwacka, Aphex Twin, Cornelius, Medications, Gridlock, Circle takes the Square, FSOL, PLaid, Godspeed.. Grails, Maisma... Botch , Yadda yadda yadda, bla, bla bla, etc., etc, ect.....

My Blog

Lucy Stone

A Clash of tides. We tumble into this precarious ocean, Wading through useless debris, Trying to keep from losing ourselves,   To the one that ate the fruit, Feeding the diffident fiend, Swal...
Posted by Lindsay on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 10:38:00 PST

loom

A calming has come through.It formed out of you.The eyes have settled and glazed.We've gained our thanks and praise,And are left to enjoy the view.A solemn swear breathes tiny threadsOf whispers aroun...
Posted by Lindsay on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 09:59:00 PST

a poem for susan

Love is a feeling that cannot be seen.The eyes are jealous of its sense.Bodies are shells for touchinglimiting the soul from it's eminence.Life is an opportunity,a way to learn your souls capacity.Hum...
Posted by Lindsay on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 07:52:00 PST

Egocentrism

Covered in a blanket of poise, youre the culprit in this carnage of noise.Words dripping with blather from the mouth of a dead man.Your oblivion is the stimulant to my anger and Im devising a plan. Hu...
Posted by Lindsay on Tue, 08 Nov 2005 02:36:00 PST

Attention to the Deficit

Attention to the deficit. Paying off the disorder.Feed me my transience. Give me this mortar .Pill by pill,Straight to my head.Automatic reaction,To everything you said.Days are passing.Nights are lon...
Posted by Lindsay on Wed, 02 Nov 2005 07:30:00 PST