Monthly Archives: October 2012

ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageGlass Candy

This week was a very Glass Candy week for me in terms of what I wore, so I will write about Glass Candy.Glass Candy is a two-piece electronic band currently residing in Canada, I believe. The lead singer is named Ida No, which I realized sounds like “I dunno” after weeks of having first read that name on Gorilla Vs. Bear. She’s really weird and always reminds me to wear green, pink and blue together like the most mod, Andy-Warhol -inspired Buddhist plastic flamingo. She seems to exist in her own private fantasy world of dreams and color. And no wonder the music makes me think of fashion, it was used in about 3 different high-profile fashion shows, including Chanel Haute Couture and Chloe.

It’s melodic! It’s pretty! It’s pop! It’s disco! It’s inspired by Marilyn Monroe and Kraftwerk!

The music is really melodious and fun-sounding, but still interesting to listen over and over and over. It seems like it would be really fun to dance to if you knew how to dance to music like this. Johnny Jewel, the guy who does all of the instrumentation in the band, is the most amazing guy to ever draw black eyeliner tears on his face. He’s been a part of so many other musical projects that I’ve loved too, like SYMMETRY and The Chormatics.

The music bursts and wobbles. There are big, brassy synths and violin-sounding synths and bell-like synths, some of which you don’t even notice until listening to the music 50 billion times. It becomes a sound that I’ve fallen so in love with. It gets stuck in your head for days. It sounds so vintage, and yet so new, especially with Ida No’s vocals which sound like a slightly bored and extremely fashion-forward French 60’s it-girl singing from a bright stage in an underground nightclub. The vocals often merge into a sort of idyllic-sounding half-spoken monologue about fantasy and truth.



Ok so maybe part of the reason I bought it was because I like the cover. It’s certainly an “aesthetic of it’s very own”. Retro. Pink. Blue. Bubblegum. Crazed undead Where’s Waldo guys. The promise of weird music.

I like weird things. Heh heh.

Favorite lyrics: (spoken) There’s a dune buggy outside! Let’s go!

It’s not a life-changing album or anything. That said, it was interesting and definitely worth listening to. A solid Pitchfork 7, if you must know. The whole album, though not doing anything that bands haven’t really done before, had this weird Midwestern ghoulish candyish vibe. They really pulled off the whole candy/ghost/retro theme well.

It sounded country-tinted and garage rock-y. It has these pleasing melodies and guitar hooks but there wasn’t really enough there to keep me listening over and over. Just a kind fun, harmonious, playful bubblegum album. My sister thought I was a freak when I was listening to it in my bedroom. Once you hear it you’ll know why.

A plus: it’s on this gray/pink vinyl that is very pleasing to look at. Makes me think of brains.

Go off now! Listen!

I am sorry to be writing about old music. I will do that a lot.

Youth Lagoon is the stage name (I guess, if you want to call it that) of a college student from Idaho or something named Trevor Powers, a name that reminds me of Timmy Turner from the Fairly Odd Parents.


 I like the earnestness of it Youth Lagoon more than anything else. The careful patience. The hesitation, the not saying too much too soon. I mean, The Year of Hibernation isn’t perfect, but it’s the imperfection that can make it perfect to listen to at just the right times.

Trevor Powers said in an interview that he suffers from severe anxiety. The music doesn’t sound anxious, but certainly like an anxious person slowly recovering, being their self again.

He also said that he likes the Cocteau Twins, a character trait I admire in anyone.

I made a rainy day playlist, as it is raining and I obviously need a playlist for every type of weather:

Track list:

1. I Luv the Valley OH! by Xiu Xiu (pronounced shoe-shoe, something I didn’t know for a while.)

2. 2 by Dean Blunt and Inga Copeland

3. Southern Point by Grizzly Bear

4. No Tear by Perfume Genius

5. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi by Radiohead

6. Rainy Days and Mondays by the Carpenters. I GREW UP WITH IT OKAY?!!!

7. How Long Have You Known by DIIV (the dashing young sweater-lads down a bit in this post)

8. All Good Naysayers Speak Up… Or Forever Hold Your Peace by Sufjan Stevens (Or as I affectionately refer to him, Soofjay)


I actually love it when it rains. And, like, actual rain. None of that “drizzling” stuff.


All the best movies involve rain or at least gloomy weather and water.


Makes me want an obnoxiously baggy sweater like the singer guy from DIIV.

Actually, I kinda want an obnoxiously baggy sweater anyway, in any weather.

I kinda associate baggy sweaters with music that has lots of reverb in it. Like, Henry’s Dress made such  sweater songs.

Henry’s Dress – Hey Allison

That song’s just a warm, fuzzy, sweater.


A book has recently come into my life that has suddenly become the meaning of my very existence. No sarcasm or anything. I am telling you this from the bottom of my heart.

This book is called The Fault In Our Stars by a man called John Green.

I read it because I was at Barnes and Noble with my friend, scoping out the YA section and making fun of Vampire Books, and this lady who works there came up and told us that The Fault in Our Stars, the little blue hardback on the shelf with the fake handwritten title, was honestly, like, the absolute bestest book ever.

Well I have read it. I have scientifically tested this claim. This book ranks on a scale of one to ten over nine thousand. This book was without any doubt the very best book I have ever read. I used to think it was Slaughterhouse Five. Slaughterhouse Five pales in comparison.

If I could say one thing, and have it read by the entire world, it would not be “Love is all you need,” or “Peace, not war.” It would be “Read the Fault in Our Stars by John Green.” Like, my whole metaphysical structure has been broken down and built back up since I got it at the library approximately 24 hours ago.

And I almost felt, in the inner corner of my eye where the tear ducts reside, a tear beginning to form as I read (and re-read) the saddest, rawest, most truthful chapter ever.


Read meee!

The characters are so real and not what you would expect in “a book about cancer.”

I am a feminist vegan teenage girl. I listen to music as much as possible. I am full of the sharpest of wit.

This is my very first post, in which I will tell you what this blog is “all about.”

This blog is about music, fashion, art, books, movies, television, modern society, being a teenage girl in the modern world. Basically just whatever I want it to be about.

I will make a new post every day. Wait, no, almost every day.



I will keep it fresh. I will keep it real. I will keep it trippy.



So there you go. Here’s my blog.