sometimes, i’m out…
Los Angeles, 2006
i like the music…
To be honest, I don’t really remember what new albums I listened to before June. That’s when my world seemed to start spinning out of control and I felt comforted by the Bon Iver record, seen by the Shabazz Palaces record and made to move by the TVOTR.
Since then, I’ve made a point to pay attention to what I put on repeat, obsessively. Anyone who’s ever shared an office or workspace with me knows the over and over is nothing new. This year, though, I felt like I made a better connection to the visceral reaction. I appreciated and understood the physical and emotional without overly intellectualizing it. I learned to cherish and revel in it, actually. I’m not on a release schedule or synced up to a critics poll. I’m connecting to a piece of art or I’m not or I know that it’s a later situation.
These are albums I played like crazy cause they touched me deep, made me cup my headphones tightly against my ears, fed a want and need for a lyric and a beat. They made and make me happy. I think the coolest way for me to say goodbye and thank you to 2011 is to plug in the headphones and press play.
n♥
Van Hunt – What Were You Hoping For?
St. Vincent – Strange Mercy
Bon Iver – Bon Iver
TV on the Radio – Nine Types of Light
Shabazz Palaces – Black Up
Van Hunt
St. Vincent
Bon Iver
TV On The Radio
Shabazz Palaces
just a few things that made it home from the market…
Fennel | Cabbage | Tomatoes | Onions | Kale | Red Leaf Lettuce | Valencia Oranges | Arkansas Black Apples
Oops… Guess I forgot about that last trip to the Hollywood Farmers Market. You can see images from all of the 2011 HFTM posts here. Happy New Year!
n♥
just a few things that made it home from the market in 2011…
n♥
just a few things that made it home from the market…
Cabbage | Kabocha | Mint | Thyme | Ginger | Onions | Tomatoes | Fennel | Kale | Yu Choy | Apples |
It was the middle of the week and I was listening to an old episode of KCRW’s “Good Food” with Evan Kleiman on my trusty mobile phone. Each ep starts with what’s new and in-season at the Santa Monica Farmers’ Market. I usually get through the “Market Report” with a *shrug* at the ready, but rarely fired. You’d think I could always “get it up” for a little ‘what’s hot at the market’ talk, but, yeah, no. Something different happened this time, though. I was transfixed by the coolest of winter squashes, Kabocha. A couple of chefs described delectable warm, sweet wintery flavors and shared recipes; a bartender’s experiments in squash mixology had my brain scanning the aisles of TJ’s for the requisite spirits. It all piqued my curiosity something awful. I think I rewound or came back to that portion of the podcast at least 8 times, just to hear all that squashtalk. It was so Harvest Festival-Day of Thanks.
As the weekend slowly approached, I kept checking to see how soon I could get my hands on some kabocha. Sunday, seemed to stay away on purpose. The morning finally came when I could wander the two blocks from Sunset to Hollywood; going from stall to stall looking for my obsession. I found them. One, a deep shade of sunset and the other, an ode to the perfect mottled forest. They were beautiful.
They still are, actually. They’re in the platter on the shelf. I haven’t decided what to do. Sounds familiar, huh? I should to listen to that Good Food, again. Don’t cha think?
n♥