“That’s why people take vacations. Not to relax or find excitement or see new places. To escape the death that exists in routine things.”
― Don DeLillo, White Noise
Author: Brianna Goldberg
How many hours a week do you read? (via Hours spent reading books around the world)
From Mayor to Muse: I write about how Ford inspires artists (for the Toronto Star)
In which I defend Taylor Swift
DEFENDING TAYLOR SWIFT IN A TIME OF NXNE is all about loving the earnest feelings fountain Tay-Tay in the midst of my city’s largest indie music festival.I also talk about what pop music was like in the Jurassic era, include video messages from Salt-n-Pepa and generally try to change your mind about the lady so many people love to hate.
The Great LOLCatsby
Check out something new I’m trying out… a mashup of cats and The Great Gatsby and internet memes:
https://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/briannagoldberg/47589586769/tumblr_ml0p8fF6lc1qb39fu?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
This is a noise that happens in my apartment. It is not coming from my neighbours above or to the side, and I have no neighbours below me— just the laundry room/mysterious storage areas of my apartment building.
This noise happens at random times and random days. Sometimes I won’t hear it for several days in a row. Sometimes, like the past two days, I hear it almost every hour of the night.
It doesn’t happen in the daytime, only at night. It happens most often at 3am and 4am, but also sometimes at 9, 10, or 11pm.
Sometimes when I hear it, I run through the apartment building, trying to find where it’s coming from. There is never anyone around in the areas where the noise seems to be coming from. There are never any monsters around (that I can see).
For the love of all things mysterious sounding: Do you know what this sound is? And can you tell me how to make it GO THE FRANK AWAY?
Actual things I’ve said today while listening to streaming radio of Canadian singer-songwriters
Go away, Barenaked Ladies.
Go away, Bruce Cockburn.
Go away, Gordon Lightfoot.
Go away, Blue Rodeo.
Brianna Goldberg 