Friday, February 3, 2012
The Wedding - French Vintage
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Electrelane
Is a band. Formed in 1998, eventually comprising guitarist Mia Clarke, bassist Rachel Dalley, drummer Emma Gaze, and keyboardist/guitarist Verity Susman. Sharing an equal amount of fondness for Krautrock, vintage equipment like the Farfisa organ, and modern production techniques, the band made their recorded debut in January 2000 with the Film Music single on In Denial. Following another single for Fierce Panda, the group set up the Sony-supported Let's Rock! label, issuing a pair of singles (Gabriel and Blue Straggler) prior to the April 2001 release of Rock It to the Moon, the band's first full-length. Active and vocal proponents of female involvement in music, the band became part of the Ladyfest concerts that took place in Glasgow a few months later. For the band's second album, 2004's The Power Out, Electrelane moved to Too Pure and added vocals and more pop structure to their sound. Dalley left the band late in 2004 and was replaced by Ros Murray. Axes, Electrelane's denser, more experimental third full-length, arrived the following spring. After extensive touring in support of Axes, the band convened in Berlin in summer 2006 to write their fourth album, No Shouts No Calls, which they recorded that fall; the album, which fell closer to The Power Out's pop sound, was released in spring 2007. ~ Andy Kellman, All Music Guide
They are my current inspiration,among other things.




They are my current inspiration,among other things.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Random Photos As of Late
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I Am Screen Shopping
HANDBAGS: Looking at a practical price range, I am looking at Marc by Marc, See By Chloe
Here are some of my favs.
MARC BY MARC JACOBS

Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS

Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS

Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS

Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS

Saks

Rachel Nasvik
And here I can only wish: Dunlin


Dunlin
Here are some of my favs.
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Bloomingdales
MARC BY MARC JACOBS
Saks
Rachel Nasvik
And here I can only wish: Dunlin
Dunlin
Monday, September 28, 2009
I'm Working with Black Bob the Blob on my Screen
So the time has passed quickly. I'm now living in Leucadia, said to be the last "hippie" town, yet I haven't seen many hippies. Anyway, I wanted to post the rest of the Chama photos.
A friend we found and left for later to come.

Chris is gonna be pissed about this one. He and Sasha on their way back from a dip in the river. It was too cold for my liking.

Game time in the evening. Life without television is so much more simple.





OK, I have to go renew my Flick PRO account....there's nothing pro about it, except you can put alot more photos up .....plus I just found Flight of the Conchords in Spanish on HBO, it's amazing.
Here's a sample.
A friend we found and left for later to come.
Chris is gonna be pissed about this one. He and Sasha on their way back from a dip in the river. It was too cold for my liking.
Game time in the evening. Life without television is so much more simple.
OK, I have to go renew my Flick PRO account....there's nothing pro about it, except you can put alot more photos up .....plus I just found Flight of the Conchords in Spanish on HBO, it's amazing.
Here's a sample.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Chama Continued and my New Best Friend
OMG!!! This is so fucking cute.

I love red pandas....
Anyway, I wanted to actually get the the Chama Barton Ranch photos. So here we go.
So it begins raining right as we approach the Chama city limits. The ranch lies somehwhere between the end of the city and the Colorado border. So, we are looking for a fence??? If we reach CO, we've gone too far. So we drive and look and drive and look and.....CO, he we are. Turn around and just as we have the rain begins to clear and Chris and Bryan are approaching the gate we somehow missed, oh yeah we missed it because it's brown rusted iron with a combination lock on it.
So the rain has cleared, but it's muddy and wet. It's cool though, and refreshing. I felt like I was in a water bottle. So, we decide to let the dirt, now mud, road dry up and run into town and get some groceries. When we get back, we go "froading" to get to the ranch. and doing so in my mom's brand new Suzuki hatchback thingy that's like 2 inches from the ground. How we didn;t tear that car apart, I still don't know. Anyway. here are some pics...we got there and Bryan suggested we go on a small hike, a small hike turned into a goddamn 2 hour journey through wet forest. Spotting some elk, some dead elk, and some serious bones!


Spotting the elk.

ELK


Our find and the mascot for the rest of the trip.

Guilt, wonder, amazement.

Aspens, they surrounded the ranch. They were also pretty easy to knock over once they were dead.

Ok, we'll start the next round with us getting back to the ranch and getting d-runk, which included a dance-off. I think Peter won, of course, dancing to Peter Gabriel.
I love red pandas....
Anyway, I wanted to actually get the the Chama Barton Ranch photos. So here we go.
So it begins raining right as we approach the Chama city limits. The ranch lies somehwhere between the end of the city and the Colorado border. So, we are looking for a fence??? If we reach CO, we've gone too far. So we drive and look and drive and look and.....CO, he we are. Turn around and just as we have the rain begins to clear and Chris and Bryan are approaching the gate we somehow missed, oh yeah we missed it because it's brown rusted iron with a combination lock on it.
So the rain has cleared, but it's muddy and wet. It's cool though, and refreshing. I felt like I was in a water bottle. So, we decide to let the dirt, now mud, road dry up and run into town and get some groceries. When we get back, we go "froading" to get to the ranch. and doing so in my mom's brand new Suzuki hatchback thingy that's like 2 inches from the ground. How we didn;t tear that car apart, I still don't know. Anyway. here are some pics...we got there and Bryan suggested we go on a small hike, a small hike turned into a goddamn 2 hour journey through wet forest. Spotting some elk, some dead elk, and some serious bones!
Spotting the elk.
ELK
Our find and the mascot for the rest of the trip.
Guilt, wonder, amazement.
Aspens, they surrounded the ranch. They were also pretty easy to knock over once they were dead.
Ok, we'll start the next round with us getting back to the ranch and getting d-runk, which included a dance-off. I think Peter won, of course, dancing to Peter Gabriel.
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