In which I remember you as a time of day I wrote about h8ing festivals a few weeks ago, and I’ve held that belief for a while now, having been extremely exhausted at one of the Laneway festivals in Singapore (post here; film photos here). And yet, I found myself in one late last year. […]
in which i want to stop being a whiny amateur Some of the photos I took of my feet this year, which funnily enough chronicles some of the places that I’ve gone to. It’s a bit harder to bring myself to take photos lately. Earlier this year, my friend Joey and I were talking about […]
in which i don’t have any money (but it’s okay, because i’m quite happy) The Traveling Music Bug bit me in 2010, when my brother and I decided to go to Singapore for the Vampire Weekend concert. We went again in 2011 for The National. It’s not the first time we’ve flown to satiate the […]
in which I experienced something I didn’t know I had been waiting for. Once upon a time, I didn’t really get The National. Those were very dark times. A friend of a friend said “Slow Show” was her favorite song. So, I listened to Boxer again—listened, this time, very carefully—and something life-changing happened. There’s just […]
Or, How I Learned How To Stop Worrying And Love The Fact That Spent Half My Monthly Paycheck To Go See Ezra Koenig. I’ve been putting off writing this entry for a while. Partly because I am denial that the day I had been waiting for for a few months now is finally over. This […]
