some dayz.
Louise Brooks by Guido Crepax (Merci, Ms. Garconnére)
some dayz.
Louise Brooks by Guido Crepax (Merci, Ms. Garconnére)
I was at The Mod Club on Saturday, nicely nestled in a sea of mostly burly bearded dudes, awaiting the Bosnian Rainbows and Marriages double bill. I always feel a tad inadequate in this kind of music setting–– the proggy/ instrumental / post-rock / however-you-wanna-spin-it sound–– given the fact that I am no musician and not at all versed in what it is those crazy kids are actually doing up there. All I know is that I love listening and that it makes me feel nice. Prog fans are almost always musicians themselves, but I think of the stuff as being kind of like a blanket: it’s just there and it’s good. I sometimes imagine a scenario where I’m cornered by angry niche nerds shouting smart, declarative disections of the 6th chord of the second guitar solo. I’ve yet to be accosted, which is a relief.
Anyway, I came for Marriages and stayed for Bosnian Rainbows. In the aftermath, I feel the need to plug two really incredible women worth knowing about. They are: Emma Ruth Rundle and Teresa Suárez.
Although I had not much of a backstory on Bosnian Rainbows beyond being an Omar Rodriguez supergroup, there was no walking away from vocalist Teresa Suárez’s (aka Terri Gender Bender of The Butcherettes) immediate guitar-induced head-thrashing and wild stage moves. This, coupled with the fact that every song in the set was THE instrumentally-ripe masterpiece to score your life to, I could only fall into submission and make occasional eye-contact with a bystander via eyeballs (“come ON”). Apparently, there was a time when she dressed as a housewife onstage and and doused herself in blood. None of that this time around, but the intregration of like-theatrics made it difficult to look away.
Emma Ruth of Marriages is another gem. We chatted after the set, and her modesty killis me. The artist is a wicked illustrator and delegates her time between a triad of musical groups. In Marriages, she blends her vocals with heavy instrumentals. Her pet project, The Nocturnes, is a group who give a softer, more shoe-gazy feel, and also features lovely instrumental work. Finally, Red Sparowes, the band that would form a longstanding musical partnership with bassist, Greg Burns. (Also of Marriages) There’s a lot going on here, you see? The tiny rocker also mentioned she’s hoping to do some solo work sometime soon. I can’t have enough good things to say about Emma– a sweetheart and an artist in many respects. You should definitely check her out.
-lp xx
** (The above video does not accurately depict Marriages in their daily, but it’s a beautiful acoustic ballad. Please enjoy. xx)
One of my nearest and dearest, Jill Krasnicki of Animalia, has released a wicked new song with the visuals to match. Did you know the polar bear sweater she’s wearing is part of her at-home daily loungewear? This is just another day in the life of one lovably freaky femme. Check it out and acquire some new dance moves.
(Also: this is kind of a video premiere since she’s not posting tonight “because most people are watching the Grammys”.) Lovesit.
I officially fell in love with Michelle Williams after reading a feature interview in Hobo Magazine’s Issue #13. Her elegance is always to the max. Of all the creative professions available to man, acting seems to get the brunt of things, since there are so many tossers seeking the spotlight with glamour and extravagent lifestyles as the incentive. It’s all too easy to overlook the art of t r a n s f o rm a t i o n. The above interview features Williams being her usual poised self shedding insight into the heart of her craft. Love her and learn.
Thanks Another.

Juliet Escoria is voiced, and has the knack for realizing the voices of others. If you’re needing some direction, check out a few of this young fleur’s literary staples:
A few other writers I would like to mention, because I admire them both as people and writers: Fiona Maazel, Scott McClanahan, xTx, Mishka Shubaly, Anna Prushinskaya, Jenny D. Williams. Go buy their books and/or read all their stories. If you don’t like them, it’s cus you’re fucked.
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Hey guys. If you’re interested in getting onto the Facebook route of Women of Note, you can find me here. Please do so. It’ll be awesome.



Karen Walker’s new eyewear campaign features a truly hawt possy of 65-92 year old women. Beyond cute faces, these gals have set some stones in their time which you can read all about on the website. Ilona, pictured above, is an artist who has painted portraits of notables including Tennessee Williams. Joyce, also above, worked under Helen Gurley Brown at Cosmo. Karen, you didn’t need to make me love you more. But you did.
I recently went over a week of thinking I’d lost my own KW sunnies forever– those big beautiful two-tone tortoise saucer shades were a rare prize purchase. The levels of panic, loss, and denial I endured are truly shameful. Karma was hitting me back for spending far too much money on what is certainly a luxury item. Meanwhile, people are starving…
I’m pretty careful with my splurges, but Walker makes the cut. She wins me by merging good design with unusual, often quirky branding. I look at acquiring certain *fashion* items like a piece of art or collector’s item. It’s careful and selective, and cherished a little too much. Sometimes the advertising aspect is just plain complimentary to great design, as is what we see here. Cheers to campaigning women above the average age bracket– women who actually have stories to tell who just so happen to also be gorgeous.
Julia Holter’s cover of “Chiamami Adesso” by Paolo Conte from “Reveries”.
Happy Heart Day.
“Every time I’ve gone to a psyc doc or therapist since I got sober, they’ve asked me if I was trying to kill myself and/or pointed out how unlikely it is that I am still alive. I didn’t want to kill myself, not really. I’d gotten over the suicide bent when I was eighteen. I just wanted to get really fucking high. I was super good at getting really fucking high.”

Juliet Escoria’s 10 year decent into drug and alcohol addiction began when she was 15 years old and newly diagnosed with bipolar disorder. While other kids were splitting coolers and rolling their first joint, Escoria was mastering the art of drug amalgamation in her own private bedroom pharmacy. Pot and somas, champagne and ecstacy– it was all a case-study towards the right kind of numbness. Ketamine and alcohol were great together, and cocaine and meth proved interchangable. Opiates and benzos were fun to mix and match. “At one point, I seriously thought I was a sociopath because I had no emotions”, the writer recalls. There were no emotions, but there was a sense of control.
At the ripe age 26, Escoria got sober. Given the weight of her usage, one could assume she’d spent her days at home in a housecoat patting a hypothetical pet cat, when she’d actually just graduated from university with a 3.8 GPA, and was looking into grad school. It took 7 years to complete her undergraduate degree, but the prospect of post-grad studies and startling results from a blood test caused her to shift away from over a decade of defining vices.
It’s been close to 2 years since Escoria completed her MFA in Creative Writing from Brooklyn College. She’s since moved from New York to her hometown of San Diego where she lives with her mother, teaches children at a hyper-Catholic boarding school, and works on her first fiction novel. Last June, Escoria began a blog Rapture Rapes The Muses as a means of documenting the progress on her forthcoming novel. It’s here where she speaks candidly about her history of drug abuse, current-day emotional flux (good, bad, and the neutral), and the clarity sobriety has brought to her life. Oh, and her writing. No, this is not Cat Marnell rebooted– Escoria isn’t going for shock-factor, nor sporatic streams-of-consciousness. Here we have the careful records of a writer who’s come full circle; a delivery of prose that weaves darker days into a more inclusive body of work. As a writer, she’s sharp, and romantic without being sentimental. She’s a head you want to climb into and sit in for a little while.
I recently had the pleasure of chatting with Juliet over Skype. You can find her writing in publications like Electric Literature, Black Book, The New Ohio Review, amongst others. In light of Mental Health Awareness Week, please enjoy the selection of bits from our conversation below:
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How is life different now that you’re clean?
Oh, Jesus. I can’t even begin to describe how different my life is, and by different I mean better. Getting sober was, by far, the best thing I have ever done for myself. I’m still prone to cynicism, but I actually feel happiness most days. I used to think it was impossible for me to be happy, that it was impossible for any intelligent person to be happy because the world was a shitty place and life was shitty and there was no point to anything at all. Now I feel excited about life. I have passions. I have actual empathy and love for people. I’m generally on time for things, and if I say I’m going to do something, I generally do it.
I don’t like the term ‘miracles,’ so let’s just say these are wondrous, completely unexpected, and almost illogical changes for a person who used to be like me. Once I did an interview with Mike Doughty and he said something about how he preferred the term ‘grace.’ I liked that. Me staying sober is a total and complete act of grace.
Did you have a particular “aha” moment to make you decide to change?
It was the intersection of two events: I was about to go to grad school, and I was scared shitless, considering how much of an effort it took me to get through undergrad. Also, I went to the doctor to get the tests you have to do biannually for Depakote. The ALT levels in my liver were at three times normal. I thought maybe I should try to quit drinking for a month to see if that was it.
What resources did you have to help?
I went to an AA meeting with a friend, who had been sober for around two years, because I knew AA helped if you wanted to quit drinking. I had a panic attack in that meeting, but I was smart enough to realize this was because I had realized I actually belonged there, in a tweve-step meeting – which is a horrible fucking realization. I probably should have gone to rehab, or at least detox, but I had no idea how physically addicted I was at the time (I got off the opiates and booze at the same time, which caused horrible withdrawal, and I took the Restoril for three more months, as prescribed, and kicked that separately. I have no idea what would have happened if I kicked all three at once).
Like a typical addict, I thought I had everything under control, until I had some sober time and realized I didn’t at all. I honestly don’t think I could have gotten sober when I did without the help of a couple of my friends, who were also in the program, and didn’t mind if I followed them around, which was a godsend considering I was incapable of making decisions for myself (this is, apparently, normal), let me watch movies at their house when I was afraid of being alone, and could explain to me about the God business. The God business really freaked me out. Also, I have to mention this: If you’re struggling with addiction and the God business of twelve-step programs, don’t let that freak you out. It isn’t a cult. Far from it. I know complete atheists who have made the program work for them. Give it a chance. If you don’t like it after thirty days, drugs and alcohol will always be waiting for you.
What was the charge you felt when you got your fix?
I’ve always felt things more deeply and intensely than most people. I’ve always been a little too sensitive to others’ moods/’energy’/’vibes’. I’m a total control freak. Drugs and alcohol temporarily deadened my feelings, and made me feel like I was in control. I’ve also always had some degree of self-hatred, due to feeling like I was ‘different’ and there was something terminally wrong with me, and drugs and alcohol made this no longer matter. Plus, I just like being really high.
How do you deal with bipolar these days?
I could write pages on the meds I’ve been on in my life; I haven’t been on all that many since I got sober. Well, I suppose that is only sort of true; I’ve been on six. I’m on a low dose of Seroquel and an average dose of Lamictal now. Seems to be working… so far. Nothing really major in terms of side effects – just dizzy spells and an ability (which is not a need, mind you) to sleep for twelve hours at a time.
In sobriety, what are your vices?
Coffee. Cigarettes (Oh, fuck, do I love / hate my cigarettes. My addiction to them is completely pathetic. I am totally powerless, and my addiction feels totally unmanageable.) Unconventional romantic entanglements. Sleep. Work. Writing. Compulsive book & make-up buying. Kombucha. (I’ve recently discovered Kava, and I love it.)
I’d like to get into gambling, but every time I try, I just feel like I am throwing away money. I would also like to get into working out, but working out is boring and makes me feel like a housewife.
Is it difficult to maintain balance without exercising the quick relief you went to for so many years?
I don’t know what balance is. My belief about addicts is this: We are obsessive people, as well as emotional escape artists. We will most likely always be this way. You cannot eliminate this obsessive streak, although you can lessen it and invest it into less harmful vices. And, like the twelve-step programs say, you do have that option of a daily reprieve – but that means you have to work on your addiction daily.
By the way, I think the 11th tradition is totally misinterpreted. I hate having to say I am in a ‘twelve-step program,’ when I am in AA and I mostly totally love AA (although sometimes I hate it). I don’t work a perfect program, and am certainly not a model for how AA should be done. But I try, and I try hard, and it has worked wonders for me. However, it is certainly not for everybody.
Why do you write?
It’s something that I’ve always done. I started writing poetry when I was little– you know, that angst-ridden horrible stuff that people seem to write. And it’s something that helps me sort out my thoughts… and I’m not as good at talking as I am when I’m writing. And I think I get kind of fixated on things and I think I definitely have an obsessive streak…and that it helps me get that stuff out by writing it down.
What can you tell us about the novel you’re working on?
I’m hoping to have a first draft finished by June because that’s when i’ll have been in San Diego for a year. It’s fiction, but it’s based heavily on my life. I don’t know how much it’s going to divert from real life, but it will to some extent because fiction is sometimes more truthful than nonfiction. Also, I feel I don’t remember enough to weave together a complete story.
How is fiction more truthful?
You can create events that are more meaningful than just reporting the straight story, and I also feel like you can use it to get into the heads of people who aren’t you. There’s something kind of magical about that. It also seems kind of mysterious because you don’t know where the story is going, and in nonfiction you might not know where the story is going but you essentially know where the story is going to end up. In fiction, you end up creating this world that’s in your head but you don’t always have complete control over it and it does what it wants. I feel like when you write something you didn’t initially intend to write, you discover something about a character that you didn’t mean to discover… that’s when writing is really the most rewarding… for me at least.
What advice can you give to writers and aspiring writers?
Just start writing. Everyday. Realize that what you have in the beginning doesn’t have to be there at the end. When I first started grad school, my stories tended to have what my teachers called “writing into the story”, and so I would write 3 pages or a paragraph setting myself up for the story. There was a lot of exposition but not enough action. Being unafraid to put words down and knowing that they aren’t necessarily the final draft, and knowing that writing is a process where you may end up cutting a lot of what you originally wrote. It’s not a waste because you figured things out while you were on a path…
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Photo Credit thanks to the lovely Katelan V. Foisy
Planning to chat with Emma Ruth Rundle of Marriages when she performs to Toronto with Bosnian Rainbows in February. The band just released this acoustic version of The Shadows of My Name which available for a mere dolla. Proceeds go towards gas money for the tour. Pick it up, be supportive, cuz it’s a beaut.
There’s a small but mighty nugget of creatives who really r e f r e s h the face of fashion. Garance is one of them and Stella is another. (the animal rights stance is always a plus.) Watch Garance swoon as the two discuss health, focus, and bordeaux in this charming uptown interview.
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Chelsea Wolfe’s new video for Flatlands. Directed by the fantastic Charlene Bagcal.
Mylk bath, anyone?
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View Larger Happy Birthday, Susan Sontag! Here’s the ad FSG ran in 1963 for her first novel (and first book), “The Benefactor.”

Part II of my interview with filmmaker Ashley McKenzie is in the January issue of Dazed and Confused. Here’s the unedited version. xx
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The art of storytelling is a careful craft for 27-year old filmmaker, Ashley McKenzie. Somewhere between years as a diehard cinephile and the business of being small-town girl, she’s developed a propensity for narrative focused on the everyday and its gritty details. Her second short film, When You Sleep, earned screenings at Cannes and the Toronto International Film Festival this year, but the filmmaker is already buried in her next project. We caught up with Ashley to talk about her work, what’s next, and the sweet tones of home that keep her going.
Where do you come from and how does it affect your work?
I grew up and still live in a small town on the east coast of Canada called New Waterford. Home definitely plays a role in the kind of stories I want to tell. It’s a blue-collar town with a fairly grim, off-the-beaten-path milieu and loads of history. The pace is far from glamorous, but it’s interesting. It tends to escape more frivolous culture threads that a lot of the bigger cities have to sift through.
So you’re pretty specific in what you want to write/film about?
Yeah, I suppose. I like to play with the idea of agency– people that live in a world where their circumstances are already defined for them. Can they exercise some kind of freedom when the odds are stacked against them? This was a driving force for When You Sleep, and also for my next short, Stray. I’m interested in channeling the working-class model in tangent with the idea of fight or flight.
How’d you manage to get outside of the working-class model, yourself?
I remember always having it in my head that I wanted to be a filmmaker. But when I told this to my guidance councilor in high school, she sent me to the principal, who then offered to hook me up with the local meteorologist. They didn’t quite know what to do with me. I ended up applying to just two universities– neither with big film programs because the resources and information just weren’t on my radar, I guess. Although, I think if you have an interest you can usually find a way. It just takes longer. (laughs) That said, the people from home are the warmest, biggest supporters.
When You Sleep has gotten a pretty good response. Where do you go from here?
We’re scheduled to start filming Stray here in NW this month. My producer/co-writer, Nelson, and I spent a few weeks tearing around town scouting locations. It’s great because the area is completely untapped. There is so much character and history here that makes it perfect for filmmaking– The Pier, the old seal property around the tarpons, the train that runs by carrying coal for Sydney Harbour– it’s a goldmine for what we’re into, anyway.
Who’s someone you’d like to work with?
When I saw Grimes’ Oblivion video, I thought: “Who is this girl”. She’s so on point with a character in the feature I’m writing. It’s a story about a couple who are methadone addicts. They’re outcasts in a small-town wasteland who walk around with lawnmowers knocking on doors as a means of making quick cash. They see this place is a shithole but are tethered to it due to the fact that they have to get methadone every morning. That’s not to say that Grimes looks like a drug addict, she’s just got a peculiarity that I like.
A quote to close things up?
“A film is never finished, it’s only abandoned.” –Orson Welles
A revisit: apparently this song played on the gossip girl show at one point, which I sheepishly admit downgrades my pleasure levels in listening ever so slightly. After a brief, bitter rumination about television where plot is created around its actors’ outfits, though, I come back to the fact that this song is a fun one. And I like to think not just because she resembles a young Patti in looks.
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