Meow 💕 I love tiny canvases
Meow 💕 I love tiny canvases
i choose to love my family the way i love the moon, or the wildflowers in my backyard. i love my aunt because she wears docs under her dresses and always sits with the pets during parties. i love my grandfather because he cooks the best food i’ve ever tasted in my life. i love my mom because she listens to me and understands me, and still holds me when i need her to. i love my grandmother because of the giant shelf of plants she keeps next to the sunlit doors in her kitchen. i think those of us who have been gifted with kind families should find ways to love them the way that we love art and warm blankets.
a tiny black cat on a patterned duvet. he says that travel is a great way to gain rich experiences, and to broaden your worldview.
Today's Sunday visit ended when Mom found Tim hanging halfway out of her newly-erected Christmas tree
For some reason, he was particularly interested in this ornament:
It's the only ornament he batted at. He got his claw stuck in the tray.
Watching the squirrels and birds in Grandma's yard is becoming a Sunday tradition
I do miss getting stoned for the simple fact that even very mediocre things became absolutely incredible. I could have listened to any piece of music and transcended my basic existence. Everything was funny as fuck for absolutely no reason. Food was inventing new flavors for me
"This is my human" - a compilation
My dog is one of the dogs ever
a tiny black cat on a giant roll of bubble wrap. he advises that, when packing for an upcoming event, it's often better to have something and not need it, than need something and not have it.
I don't think I've ever claimed to be "plural", "multiple" or a "system". I do identify several parts/aspects/whatever within myself/ourselves though.
And my very personal conclusion on the question is that I'm doing better psychologically when i don't try to suppress this internal need to identify as different people. I don't think there's any universal truths to be found on the matter, but this is my truth.
Recently my beautiful fiance casually tossed out the phrase "it's ok to be identity queer" at me, and it struck a nerve in a good way.
I think I'm done speculating about the nature and cause of this internal need for fragmentation, and just accept that I'm identity queer. I experience identity different to most people, and my brain can't seem to stick to one narrative identity all the time. But that's ok.
fanon: au ra eat lots of meat because they’re hardy steppe lizards
ffxiv cook book: salad :)
Foghat: Energized (1974)
What’s in a name?
Well, as I once wrote in Ultimate Classic Rock, nothing and everything, if the subject is legendary boogie-rockers, Foghat, since their curious moniker meant absolutely nothing, yet their prophetically named third studio album truly Energized their career in 1974.
Until then, the band founded by erstwhile Savoy Brown members, ‘Lonesome’ Dave Peverett, Tony Stevens, and Roger Earl, alongside Black Cat Bones alum, Rod Price, had seen relatively modest sales of their eponymous ‘72 debut and ‘73’s sophomore, technically untitled ‘Rock and Roll.’
But it was Energized that first summited the Gold sales plateau, climbing to No. 34 on the Billboard charts, thanks in part to a richer, brighter production sheen that felt something like the rock ‘n’ roll dry cleaners had applied extra starch to Foghat’s aesthetic.
These “sweeteners” were particularly obvious -- to the point of concern -- in the dubious disco moves struck by “Step Outside,” which must have raised quite a few eyebrows with the Foghat faithful, but luckily turned out to be a solitary error in judgment.
Far more acceptable and on-brand with the band’s signature frugality were the horns and background vocals stacked atop a cover of Buddy Holly’s “That’ll Be the Day,” and the anthemic melodies pumping up future fan favorite “Home in My Hand,” with its living-out-of-a-road-case wisdom.
But not even a little more studio polish could smooth over Foghat’s natural-born grit (nor Price’s signature slide guitar) on the barnstorming “Wild Cherry,” the hard-swinging “Nothing I Won’t Do,” and a rollicking version of Big Joe Turner’s “Honey Hush” that took its relentless momentum from The Yardbirds’ rendition of Tiny Bradshaw’s “Train Kept A-Rollin’.” (*)
So, while it took Foghat a few years and albums, their newly Energized sound was now clicking with ever-larger American audiences, and for obvious reasons -- except when one considers that their brothers-by-another-boogie-mother in Status Quo mysteriously became a total commercial bust in the U.S.
Before year’s end, Foghat would reenter the studio to expediently knock out their fourth LP, Rock and Roll Outlaws, on their way to their arguable career peak via ‘75’s Fool for the City, before cruising through the rest of the ‘70s like a well-oiled machine.
* Yes, the very same arrangement employed by Aerosmith a short time later, and directly inspired by this iconic performance from the cult movie Blowup.
More Foghat: Foghat, ‘Rock and Roll,’ Fool for the City, Live.
My cat just zoomied for the first time since my ex broke his leg, I think he's happy about moving into a new place