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About Me

I've got a lot of walls. I've got a lot to learn.

Looked at but not seen.
Listened to but not heard.
Grasped for but not held.
Formless, soundless, intangible.

You can check out my music by clicking here
You can check out my portfolio website by clicking here

My Interests

photography
street art
graffiti
freight trains
moniker art
graphic design
making movies
making music
jam sessions
collaborating
playing guitar
playing shows
hippie hip hop
humble kids
open minds
my $4 thrift store bike
conversation over coffee
oregon chai
tokyo rose
cloves
dreaming...

I'd like to meet:

The missing pieces of the puzzle.

I'm not tryin to meet people on the internet so don't bother.

Music:

Cloud Cult
Broken Social Scene
The Black Keys
Ani DiFranco
Modest Mouse
LFTR PLLR
Radiohead
Typical Cats
Traditional Methods
The Beautiful Girls
Murder by Death
Nick Drake
DJ Shadow
Common
Heiruspecs
Yesterdays New Quintet

Movies:

Waking Life
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
In Decline
Coffee and Cigarettes
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Trainspotting
A Scanner Darkly

Television:

No, thank you.

My Blog

Post Secret

Is amazing. And if you don't know, you should.www.postsecret.com...
Posted by Jen-nay on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 09:32:00 PST

Lucky Three

He had such a beautiful soul..."Lucky Three" ...
Posted by Jen-nay on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 09:47:00 PST

Unbroken.

Posted by Jen-nay on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 09:44:00 PST

La Strada

"Our trouble, as modern men, is loneliness, and this begins in the very depths of our being. No public celebration or political symphony can hope to be rid of it. Only between man and man, I think, ca...
Posted by Jen-nay on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 10:24:00 PST

Put on your plastic smile.

Projecting false projections,Plastic smiles and misconceptions.Pulling emotions in opposite directions.Outside looks fine.But my insides are crying.
Posted by Jen-nay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

My Music...

I made a myspace music page.The link is www.myspace.com/acousticdalia
Posted by Jen-nay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Holes.

A hole is forming in my favorite pair of jeans. My guitar is cracked from unknown feet. And something inside of me is missing. I can't remember my dreams.
Posted by Jen-nay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST