Tuesday music: the first of September edition

Today is the day that schoolchildren begin their year around here. The anniversary of Beslan. The symbolic (if not scientific) beginning of autumn. The day the harvest of a particular grain begins (damned if I remember which one right now). I walked all over town in high heels, my feet are torn all over theContinue reading “Tuesday music: the first of September edition”

Monday Music: the “I want my freaking headphones back” edition

When my brother left for camp earlier this month, he cleaned the flat out of headphones. Seriously. The one pair I could find is weirdly deformed  and does not allow me to listen to my iPod unless I hold it a few inches from my face. Instead of listening to, say, Tori Amos’s new albumContinue reading “Monday Music: the “I want my freaking headphones back” edition”

Stuck inside of Kiev with the Charlotte blues again

I have a confession to make. I hate, HATE, the way autumn rushes into Ukraine, like a guest who shows up to early – and already filthy drunk. The blue of the sky gets deeper, the wind has a damp undertow. Autumn here smells like mushrooms and earth and every single bad thing I’ve everContinue reading “Stuck inside of Kiev with the Charlotte blues again”