Wednesday, 12 August 2009


i think i'm going to write soon

p.s. my boyfriend's band got reviewed by pitchfork - and they liked them!!
i'm so proud!

Thursday, 6 August 2009


been quite a busy kitty recently...

selling buttons now on my etsy, like the one above.....

and reviewing some things for the singles jukebox
here's what i had to say about wild beasts' 'hooting and howling'...

Sophie Green: The isolated vocals and use of dynamic are vital in separating Wild Beasts from the herd. The bouncing of the verses over the pizzicato melody drives the tension, but it is lost when the more Foals-like guitar is introduced. The interest of the first minute is redelivered in the closing third of the song, when the original lyrics return, when it is this time sent careering over the thumping drums against sweet piano embellishments. Sadly, as the guitar is brought back, the reinvigorated intensity of the song dissipates somewhat, and it fades to a finish, rather than expand even further.

i went home for a few days... which is where i got my nanna's gloriously great buttons and fell in love with her room (which was my mum's old bedroom when she was little). funny how 'your nanna's house' becomes 'on trend'. very much want the laura ashley, small, ditzy blue floral wallpaper on a focal wall, the piles of books, big white dressers with drawers with tags hanging from pretty handles, labels on everything (so much stuff that it simply must be labelled), bags of buttons, bags of lace, patchwork quilt, more floral, cat statues, birthday cards mixed with old photographs with a picture of russell crowe poking through. just lots and lots of things everywhere. i also got a bottle of champagne from my nanna. surreal.

i told my boyfriend i was going to sleep ages ago but he's not here and the only thing that betrays my onlineness is the very fact that i am still online. how do you backdate these things...?


Wednesday, 5 August 2009


pretty stressed out of late...
not good.
not really me either.

escaping but not running away

all of my dreams are action thrillers, i'm sleepy still

going to have a bath at home, be fed food and then return like a happy cat
lying on her back, having her belly rubbed by her man