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melanierad

About Me

i sound like a dork trying to describe myself but i will say that i am learning "about me" every day and it's lovely and exhausting. see? big dork.

My Interests

the moon. central park any time of year. van gogh. the unbelievable love for my 2 nieces. row boats. yayoi kusama's 'fireflies on the water'. my shoebox in harlem. homemade presents. new yorkers. dianne wiest in bullets over broadway. the cold side of the pillow. ralph wiggum. espresso. nina simone/'wild is the wind'/carnegie hall/1964. the subway. outdoor markets. an open heart. fearlessness. errol's laugh.

I'd like to meet:

zahra al-samra. and george dubya so i can give him a nice smack across the face.

Music:

the goose bump factor is a requirement: nina simone. doves. the little ones. arcade fire. otis redding. neil young. stephanie mckay. tom waits. pink floyd. john and yoko. pixies. chris bell/big star. bat for lashes. terry reid. bowie. beth orton. breaks co-op. nico. bob dylan. my morning jacket. the king of france. nicole atkins. joni mitchell. the smiths. cold war kids. nick cave. billie holiday. small sins. the kills. candi staton. the boy least likely to. feist. folks that make me dance my ass off: the chems. fatboy slim. the juan maclean. hot chip. lcd soundsystem. vhs or beta. the faint.

Movies:

annie hall. harold and maude. into great silence. it happened one night. rushmore. i'm not there. panic in needle park. the last waltz. the jerk. lost in translation. lebowski. grave of the fireflies. dan in real life. casablanca. emmet otter's jug band christmas. paper moon. little miss sunshine. royal tenenbaums. lily tomlin or bill murray doing anything.

Television:

don't have tv but I can always find one for an episode of law and order and the simpsons. and the sopranos. the planet earth bbc series. and the classic black and white nick at nite.

Books:

anne sexton. pablo neruda. caroline knapp. e.e. cummings. sylvia plath. charles bukowski. adam rapp. anton chekhov. a.a. milne. david lapham. miss brooke berman. craig thompson. william shakespeare. ayn rand. francesca lia block. e.b. white. i secretly love graphic novels. but truly the childrens' book department is my favorite...

Heroes:

the tv show has a cool soundtrack coming out soon...

My Blog

JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE VILLAGE

Abe he has the best fucking pastrami on the island's lower east side Hands are always clean with grease Peddling corn beef hash and fat kidneys like it's Crack to kids He has a charming smile 6 gold...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 04:20:00 PST

HEY NEW YORK, LOVE YOU

most people my assumption (although perhaps 8 million by now) journey to this lovely city embark to locate/discover/find s o m e t h i n g: a job a husband serenity their running child hope their last...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 10:48:00 PST

AW POE, I KNOW

it was many and many a year ago,in a kingdom by the sea,that a maiden there lived whom you may knowby the name of annabel lee;and this maiden she lived with no other thoughtthan to love and be loved ...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 01:29:00 PST

HAIKU FOR U (YEAH MISTER, U)

moon over harlem your shy smile hugs my heart true my feet take me home...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 09:20:00 PST

THIS PIECE OF WRITING SUX

fuck is the most generic word that can be used in a poem (a piece of writing) god I even hate the word poem these days saying the word 'poem' implies that I believe these words that I am...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 02:00:00 PST

YOU ONLY FIND COMPLETE UNANIMITY IN A CEMETARY

When I got coffee at 4:00 this afternoon I put my sunglasses on and smiled at the sky  because it's blue again. I sat next to a man outside (as I sipped my caffeine and filled my lungs with sm...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 02:24:00 PST

SHE DIDNT DIE BUT I DID

(oh mom) her eyes were unbearable to look at across the kitchen table. the slick wooden surface was streaked with cleaner and littered with crumbs. the placemats had never been washed.   her can...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 03:41:00 PST

HOW I WISH THESE WORDS WERE MINE

How funny you are today New Yorklike Ginger Rogers in Swingtimeand St. Bridget's steeple leaning a little to the lefthere I have just jumped out of a bed full of V-days(I got tired of D-days) and blue...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 02:48:00 PST

A BURP FROM MY BRAIN

WHAT DOES IT MEAN WHENI AM ENVIOUS OF THE FUCKING 2 YEAR OLD IN THE STROLLER?I THINK OF HOW SHE HAS NEVER HAD HER HEART BROKENOR OUTGROWN HER FAVORITE PAIR OF JEANS.NEVER STARVED HERSELF JUST FOR THE ...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 06:55:00 PST

TRACK 9

SOMETIMES RIDING THE D TRAINFROM HARLEM TO THE VILLAGEIS THE BEST PART OF MY DAY.AND THAT'S A GOOD DAY.WITNESSINGWITHOUT A SOUNDTHE EXTRAORDINARY BEAUTYOF PEOPLEAND HOW THEYBREATHE AND SLEEPLAUGH AND ...
Posted by SEPTEMBER GURL on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 08:02:00 PST