Often found wandering about.. questioning everything.. deducing sequence.. ect.
Art- the viewing, understanding, and the making. Although.. I refuse to take it seriously enough. I can be enticed with well made objects, and disillusioned by spontinuity... and that lends itself to everything eventually.
Storytellers.. and the ones that provide me with endless laughter.
Califone, Mustafa Ozkent, PJ Harvey, Benoit Pioulard, The Arcade Fire, Asobi Seksu, the Decemberists, Devotchka,the Mountain Goats, mus, marvin gaye, beachwood sparks, cub, ethiopiques, Beirut, Bexar Bexar, Bonobo, Broken Social Scene, Carl Perkins, Dizzy, Echo and the Bunnymen, Elvis, Godspeed, Trashcan Joe, Universe, jeff buckley, elliott smith, the strokes, philip glass, camera obscura, throwing muses, stereolab, depeche mode, grandaddy, air, yo la tengo, amon tobin, bridgitte bardot, le mans, neutral milk hotel, cash, b52s, otis,bowie, f mac, sinatra, and.. i'm ususlly a sucker for whatever backround music is playing during joe frank and this american life. Living vicariously through music is such a universal these days. huh.
yes.
the kinds with words. the kinds with pictures also.
those that can look beyond their mundaneness and embrace their residual nonsensical folly. (and naturally, Crissy- who believes the most important parts are between parenthesis)