The Arts. Horseback. Civil liberties. Travel. Adventure. Love surviving all obstacles. Loyalty. Honesty. Learning. Living. The little things.
These guys... width="425" height="350" .. Jake Gyllenhaal. I will have ten thousand of his babies. And Zak Braff. I'll be tired after ten thousand babies, so he can just be my sauce on the side. What am I saying?!!?! JAKE !!! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!! If I could meet any girl, ever, it would be Helen Mirren. I just finished watching Elizabeth I...and damn. That woman can act. And if I say it, you KNOW it's true! My favorite Beatle is George Harrison so I want to be really really good so that one day karma will have it's way. And randomly, I really want to meet the writer for Late Night with Conan O'Brien that came up with the idea for the Jar Barf Channel. FUCK-ing hi-LAR-ious. Oh. I'd also just like to say that I swear a lot because I think it sounds funny.
Everything. But right now I'm kickin it with Stars. And The Weepies. AMAZING. Here's my indie collection so far: Brett Dennen, Psapp, Broken Social Scene, Band of Horses, Greg Laswell, tapes n' tapes, Cat Power, The Strokes (I'm starting an all-girl cover band) Wolfmother, Thom Yorke's the shit, Sufjan Stevens, Tilly and the Wall, Feist, Belle and Sebastian's new album The Life Pursuit is killer, Mates Of State, Goldfrapp, Rainer Maria, Beth Orton, Rilo Kiley (of course) and the list goes on and on. Half of my knowledge of these precious musician's would have to go to Josh Cheroff and the other half I attribute to Megan. You are blessed blessed individuals. I'm patiently awaiting the Shins to come back to New York, although, I miss them EVERY TIME they play here. When I feel like getting groovy I put on any kind of funk I can find. Even though the Scissor Sisters don't feel like dancin' they force me to. Such hypocrits. Songs that make me cry usually come from electric guitars and violins working in unison. When I want to relax, on a perfect rainy/sunny day, I like to put on Nick Drake, smoke a joint and drink some orange peko tea. I've attempted flying while listening to The Flaming Lips. Led Zeppelin has pleasured me in places no man could imagine possible. I think Arcade Fire should write a musical and let me direct it. Speaking of musicals...love them. Want to be in all of them. I wish I could keep all of the members of Radiohead in my pocket. Old pianists like Ray and Billy keep me hopeful and wrinkle free. Nina Simone lives inside me. I'm in love with Jeff Buckley...on a deep, dark, oddly obsessive level. The last concerts I paid for were Sigur Ros and Coldplay . Every once in a while, my coworkers walk in on me singing stupid pop songs at the top of my lungs with my eyes closed and one hand in the air like I'm praising Jesus. And hello U2...I luuuuuuuuuuuuuuv you. Music is always changing, somehow constant, and locked away in the largest vault of my brain. I try not to narrow down my options.
I like movies that challenge me to change. Or think. Or grow...into this human that I'm trying to become. If a movie can convince me to cultivate my own life "garden" then it gets my vote hands down... width="425" height="350" .. Such movies are: The Godfather, The Princess Bride, Labrynth, Lord of the Rings, and Kill Bill. But in all seriousness... I felt like someone really understood me the first time I saw Amelie. And then again, in The Royal Tenenbaums...and then again, in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Oh, and then once again in Lost in Translation. Oh yea, and also again in Garden State. It's not my favorite but I heard a quote from "The Last Kiss" that went "What you feel only matters to you. It's what you DO to the people you love that really matters. That really counts." I liked that. Good writing whoever wrote that. I can't stop watching Donnie Darko over and over again, but, I still haven't figured out why. Maybe that's why. Because I can't figure out why. I'll never feel like a true New Yorker if I don't say that Manhattan is a triumph. And lets just throw in Life is Beautiful. Because anyone who doesn't like that movie is a damn Nazi.
That show where I pretend I'm doin' it with Dr. McDreamy. .. width="425" height="350" .. Big Love. Will and Grace, Lost, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, Law and Order and Project Runway. I still think Daniel should have won. And if I could be IN a television series it would have been My So Called Life...which I keep forgetting to buy on dvd. I loved that show.
The Catcher in the Rye is like, everyone's favorite book, but it is so for a very important reason. And I don't feel like a loser saying it's mine too. I have never read another book that sunk so deep into me and made me feel like I wasn't really alone. Or, that I was really alone. Whatever. I just picked up Henry Miller's "Tropic of Cancer" and I gotta tell you, he's definately giving J.D. a run for his money. I used to enjoy reading Anne Rice novels because of the vampires...and even more because they lived in New Orleans and Paris in the 1800's...that's hot. Tom Robbins is an absolute genious and I love him and I love the way his mind works, he's such a breath of fresh air and a barrel of laughs. Jane Austin's good too because of the whole period thing. If I lived in that century (and I'm not so sure I didn't) I would have been one of those girls that couldn't marry the awesomely handsome guy because she had no rank in society. And I would have contracted some terrible lung disease (which I'm not so sure I won't) and died tragically, whispering the name of my estranged love, clutching desperately to some letter he wrote to me saying he had finally decided to be with me forever and it was going to take him three days to get his ass on a horse and get over to my little cottage in the misty English hills. Only to realize his folly and roam the land loving nothing again. My God, that woman can write.
Don Delaney. Esquire.