Kendrick Lamar and Father John Misty both dropped albums on November 22nd, which means I’ve been able to be obsessive and annoying about two wildly different albums at once. “Coffee and a cigarette. Found no better means of revolt yet” – Father John Misty, “Mental Health.” “Hey now, say now, I’m all about my Yen.Continue reading “december 10, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
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october 2, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
I’m a day late, according to an arbitrary schedule I came up with myself, but usually treat as absolute. Extremes are kind of my thing, and my tendency for the all-or-nothing has helped as much as harmed me. Roughly three years ago, I was in Denver with Stove. I wrote a few weeks ago about the time myContinue reading “october 2, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”
august 27, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world
The first thing I said this morning was “fuck you” to my alarm clock. It’s the kind of day when inanimate objects aren’t even safe from the scope of condemnation. But it might also be the kind of day when moods burn off like fog—I only need to find the sun. There’s nothing wrong, really,Continue reading “august 27, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”