for your musical consideration.

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I'm loving the songs I've heard from The National's upcoming album, High Violet. It took me a while to warm up to Matt Berninger's voice, but the songs are just too nice not to. (If you're a newcomer to the band, I recommend All the Wine.) I'm really taken by the new track Afraid of Everyone. It's feel is a little more similar to their side project, Clogs. This makes sense, seeing as how Clogs just released an album a month or two ago. The sound also puts me in mind of The Twilight Sad...big time.

A few members of the band are from just across the river in Cincinnati, so hopefully I'll get a chance to check out one of their shows in the next few months. Here is a utterly random picture of me with The National's Bryce in the background:



Haaha! Geoff and I were waiting around after the MusicNow Festival while Matt photographed Grizzly Bear. Grizzly Bear's sound guy, "Juice", was having his own little photography project, taking Polaroids (with a SoCo ad?) of the band members. Before I knew it, I was in on the picture-taking. I think the surprise is obvious from my facial expression. Bryce, who helped to organize the festival, can be seen creepin' over my shoulder. Lovely! (Click here for the session's best picture...Sufjan and Daniel are 2Bless2BeStressed, son.) He and The National's album is due out on May 10th.

Love,
S.

Go Local! Vol. 1

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I have been in Lexington for 5 years now, and couldn't ask for a better hometown. It's large enough to foster great businesses and ideas, but small enough to feel that you aren't lost in a crowd. Many of my favorite places to go (like Stella's, mentioned yesterday) are the local businesses that were established and continue to thrive here in Lexington. I thought it would be fun to write a series highlighting my local favorites so that you can enjoy them too.



Cricket Press
From cricket-press.com:
"Cricket press is a tiny little operation geared towards designing and hand printing silk-screened posters for music events, art shows, propaganda, and basically anything you'd want to make a poster for. We especially love doing gig posters for punk, indie-rock, jazz, and improvised music events. Reason being, this is just the music we love, and the people we love to work with."

Cricket Press makes a stroll through downtown Lexington seem like a stroll through an art gallery. I have seen music posters around the world--London, Berlin, Paris, New York--and these are on par with any and better than most. They are completely unique, and often incorporate a bit of whimsy. If you're lucky enough to score an original print, it's a great piece of art to frame, as well as a great way to remember one of your favorite shows. They also make cards and stationery that are cute, cute, cute! Find their products at the Morris Book Shop or visit their Etsy page.

More of their work:







Love,

working woman.

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I've been looking for the perfect dress for my first day of work in the legal field. You have to start out on the looking good, right? I knew I found the dress on Nordstrom's website, but their smallest size was an eight. I called to see if they had it in Cincinnati, thinking that maybe I could put it on hold and pick it up next weekend. But no, they of course put me on hold for fifteen minutes. I gave up. I feel sorry for people that have to live in Ohio.

Then, I called the store I should have contacted in the first place. The Nordstrom in Atlanta (Phipps Plaza) is really a class act. My mom got her dress for Chris' wedding there, and they treated her like a queen! The alterations were perfect, and the delivery was right on time. Anyway, not only were they about 1000x nicer, they found my dress in a size two and are shipping it for free! I really recommend dealing with them. If you're ordering anyway, have it shipped from their store.

Here it is! Classy with a 60s-esque feel. Love. It.




Love,

just the thing to calm me down.

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If you haven't been to Stella's Kentucky Deli yet, you're missing out! They use local, organic ingredients and the results are amazing! I just came back from eating there with Evan, and it was the perfect meal. I had a hot brown, and Evan had the fried green tomato BLT (which I've also had before and is delicious). We couldn't decide on just one dessert, so we got both the derby pie and the chocolate bourbon brownies. I could eat about a pound of both, but derby pie is one of my all-time favorite desserts. (Missy's has a mean recipe too, but they call theirs Mayday Pie.) We washed it all down with some delicious Ale-8-One. I promise, if you love Alfalfa or Lynn's Paradise Cafe you will love Stella's!


apparently, that hiatus was a hoax.

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Today, I sat in the same spot in the library from 10 am until 6 pm, and I still don't feel as prepared as I want to be. I just had to have a little break. I tend to get this nervous adrenaline during finals. I could probably run ten miles without stopping right now. Okay, maybe not that much...I hung up my cross country shoes a long time ago. I just need to focus my energies somewhere else for a few minutes.

Thus, I'm going to ramble about Donovan. He's all I've listened to for the past few days. I started listening to him during high school, whenever I found out that he was with the Beatles in Rishikesh. It was pretty light stuff, Colours, Sunshine Superman, and the like. A few years later, a certain green-eyed boy I used to know introduced me to A Gift from a Flower to a Garden. Wow. I love both British psychedelia and folk, and this is the perfect balance of the two. It kind of makes me want to fall in love with some minstrel boy...if such a thing still existed. Donovan is one of the most underrated songwriters of the 20th century. Listen to Celeste and prepare to be made melllloooow.


Update: Contracts exam is over. All that needs to be said is that I never thought I would be so happy that I know that an elephant's gestation period is 22 months.


this man's face=worthy of breaking blogging hiatus.

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I am currently watching Pirate Radio while studying the Uniform Commercial Code. The former makes the latter much more bearable...and Tom Sturridge certainly helps. I think if I got to fashion my own man, this would be pretty much what he looked like. That sounds really creepy. Yes, apparently I'm a creepy, sleep-deprived Anglophile, so I'll stop here.

freedom, freedom, give it to me!

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Jimi Hendrix says it best in this blog's title. In two weeks, my first year of law school will be over and freedom will be mine! (This also means that I am going on a two-week blogging hiatus, but I digress.) While this has certainly not been one of my most enjoyable years for many reasons, I know it was one of the most important. I don't believe in worrying, but I have to admit that the worries about my summer job prospects were coming. Thankfully, my work and persistence paid off. This week I landed an internship that is beyond what I could even dream of. Since my employer is a public figure, I don't think that it is appropriate to give you all of the details about them in a blog. I will tell you, however, that I was more impressed by this person than anyone I have come into contact with in my job search. While others who had far less on their plate took weeks (or months, in one very inconsiderate firm's case) to speak with me on an individual basis, this person got back to me within two days. I feel ashamed now for worrying about those other firms. God was just holding out to give me something so much better!

Alright, now that I forced you to wallow in my no-longer-unemployed glee, I'll get back to the point. I'll have about two weeks in between school and beginning my internship. Unfortunately, some of this time must be allocated to writing on to the Kentucky Law Journal. But this won't stop me from filling every possible moment with something terrifyingly awesome. Kathleen and I have already secured a Tennessee cabin for a few days. Knowing us, I'd say it's safe to predict that the trip will include shopping, singing karaoke, and making friends with the most random characters imaginable.

But what can I do with the rest of my break? Maybe I should start hosting a fishing show where I catch all of the large-mouth bass in Fishtrap Dam and shout "WOOOOWEEE!" every time I catch one. (It would probably be more similar to this...although I wouldn't be caught dead in a UT hat.) Maybe I should learn to play The Doobie Brothers' "Takin' It to the Streets" on the bagpipes. Or I could take on the Kenny Walker challenge of racing a quarterhorse at the Red Mile Racetrack. The possibilities really are endless. =)

Love,
S.

what a world...

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Who even knew that they had volcanoes in Iceland? I'm not usually one for gloom and doom, but this happening genuinely freaks me out. I couldn't help but have the images of this video in my head as soon as I heard about the clouds and falling ashes. Are Sigur Rós some kind of Icelandic prophets? Seeing the Icelandic people in their masks also reminded me of The Road. That book has scarred me for life...in a good way.

a day for daddy.

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Today, April 6th, would have been my precious Daddy's birthday. You would think I would be more down on the anniversary of his death, February 7th, but it's always the birthday that gets me. I always start to think about what we'd be doing to celebrate. It's a gorgeous day, so I can only imagine that he'd take the vintage Camaro out for a spin, Zeppelin cranked up all the way. Although I wish I could be enjoying this day with him, I know that every day is this gorgeous where he is. Today I just want to remember his life, but also how he taught me not to fear death. I watched my father die. I don't mean that I only saw his body slowly succumbing to the cancer, but that I literally watched his last breaths. The moment was private, and I have never really shared it with anyone. However, I will tell you that a look of absolute peace came over his face near the end. He smiled. Daddy wasn't afraid...he was happy. I guess that was the only fitting exit for the man who had a permanent smile on his face. When I realize I'm moving on to see my Daddy again, I reckon I'll die smiling too.

This is one of my favorite songs by The Kinks, and describes my feelings on this day perfectly.

Happy Easter!

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"And he departed from our sight that we might return to our heart, and there find Him. For He departed, and behold, He is here."
-St. Augustine

Hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Easter weekend! Enjoy this gorgeous Kentucky weather, and most importantly, remember the man who was crucified for YOU.

Romans 6:8-11
Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. For we know that since Christ was raised from the dead, he cannot die again; death no longer has mastery over him. The death he died, he died to sin once for all; but the life he lives, he lives to God. In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus.