full moon, empty heart
Sep. 26th, 2015 09:59 pmEmma said that she'd "maybe" go to the Beantown Jazz Festival and, well, just "maybe" I just found my new Jimmy Jr. Actually, no I didn't. Or at least, I did and then I lost her. I said to myself that I'd be on the lookout for things like people walking cats (I didn't see any because I think cats are awesome and if I saw someone walking a cat, the first thing I'd do is pet it) or people putting a bun between two hotdogs or a pop-tart coming out of a toaster house and driving a smaller toaster with wheels.
Because I SWEAR TO FUCK that I had a conversation about Back to the Future with Paige.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't meet interesting people like last year's jazz fest, because I did, I just didn't learn their names. Except for Molly and Megan and it might be Meghan or Meaghan or Meaghean.
Hemp Fest was happening (Amy and the Engine was playing), which I think explains someone with a weed tattoo and a guy with a shirt that said marijuana is safer than alcohol, but doesn't actually explain the people with colorful hair and I think there was an event at City Hall.
There would be people with colorful hair no matter what. In fact, I saw people with colorful hair at Jazz Fest. A woman had hair of turquoise and sea green and pale violet. Another woman had half neon red half buzzcut in black. A guy had bright crimson hair.
I have no idea who "she" is but "she" was there. Check her stuff out if you're into chiptunes.
The 8-bit rendition of Snow's theme starts out sounding like it belongs in Battletoads.
And there's sixteen bit Slowdive.
Molly described my drawings of her (and Rebecca and Chelsea and so on) and paintings of Amy and Christina as beautiful.
Some people, including Molly, Megan, the woman with green hair, and a couple consisting of a guy in a purplish hat and hoodie and a woman with a leopard print scarf, a pink shirt, glasses, and a hand of fatima necklace took pictures of their portraits.
Not that colors matter. Although sometimes I wish that I could take all my watercolor pencils and gel pens and colored ink.
Also, I wish I had chronostasis and could therefore freeze time whenever I wanted something done really quickly or wanted to get somewhere quickly, and it really doesn't fucking matter that I'd be moving faster than everyone else because spacetime is broken and nobody ages.
Although if I had power over spacetime in a world where people age normally and people using chronostasis age faster than anyone else, I'd use something like the song of double time instead. Uh, don't try that on a moving vehicle. Actually, see the burning question.
You can wait for them to propagate on twitter, try in vain to find whatever hashtags they used on instagram, or you can wait for me to post them, probably by the end of October.
But I digress. By green hair, I mean, she had dark hair which transitioned to green, much like Kate from Children of the Revolution (not to be confused with Kate from we are the dreamers of dreams, who actually looks a lot like Christina). She had what looked like a ukulele or a violin tucked under her bag. Her friend had streaks of pink in her hair and gauge earrings and a necklace with charms and an eyeball pendant, so tigers will not eat her if she sleeps on the train. I don't know what would happen if those tigers had the munchies, though.
A guy named David was singing a song at Downtown Crossing and a girl was singing along with him. She says a lot of people think she looks familiar.
So what I got to hear was The Mosaic Project featuring Terri Lyne Carrington and Jaguar Wright, and the George Garzone Quartet the Teros String Quartet doing a tribute to John Coltrane and Stan Getz. The only bad thing about it was how you could sit in certain spots and hear the music on multiple stages on the same time, which isn't as cool as it sounds.
I swear two of the people listening to the Mosaic Project, one is blonde and one is ambiguously Asian with an emphasis on ambiguous and her friends who showed up later were mostly ambiguously Asian with an emphasis on Asian aside from one blonde woman with dreadlocks. were people I drew last year at Jazz Fest. I'd be wrong, though, unless it's possible for her to stuff all that hair in a bun.
I got a glimpse of David Gilmore: Energies of Change, but I was more interested in the Mosaic Project.
Keep that in mind, though. If you want to go people watching or sketching or you just want to smell like marijuana, it's the third Saturday in September.
I'm not sure what Ledisi is. Wikipedia tells me she's a R&B/soul/jazz singer and her name means something like Come Forth in Yoruba.
They were giving away tambourines this time.
I think that guy standing somewhere in between two stages at Jazz Fest was drumming to some recordings of flute jazz all day.
I met a 9 week old goldendoodle named Juno who liked to chew on my hand and a 7 year old black pug named Darth Vader.
I just noticed the kinetic sculptures that look like Anima's manipulators that hung above the outbound tracks.

When trains approach or depart, they spin.
There was a guy human beatboxing on the opposite side of Downtown Crossing.
The woman in a long sweater and the woman with a leopard print scarf were impressed by my art and hopefully doubly impressed that I could draw them while standing on a bus.
I had to draw a woman with short purple hair and a nose ring and a wool poncho really quickly. I didn't get to draw her friends, unfortunately.
burning question: so, if that was true if you had a portable chrono-displacer and if you leapt through time on a moving airplane and found yourself 10 kilometers above the ground without a parachute, wouldn't you be stranded in outer space whenever you leapt through time anyway?
Because I SWEAR TO FUCK that I had a conversation about Back to the Future with Paige.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't meet interesting people like last year's jazz fest, because I did, I just didn't learn their names. Except for Molly and Megan and it might be Meghan or Meaghan or Meaghean.
Hemp Fest was happening (Amy and the Engine was playing), which I think explains someone with a weed tattoo and a guy with a shirt that said marijuana is safer than alcohol, but doesn't actually explain the people with colorful hair and I think there was an event at City Hall.
There would be people with colorful hair no matter what. In fact, I saw people with colorful hair at Jazz Fest. A woman had hair of turquoise and sea green and pale violet. Another woman had half neon red half buzzcut in black. A guy had bright crimson hair.
I have no idea who "she" is but "she" was there. Check her stuff out if you're into chiptunes.
The 8-bit rendition of Snow's theme starts out sounding like it belongs in Battletoads.
And there's sixteen bit Slowdive.
Molly described my drawings of her (and Rebecca and Chelsea and so on) and paintings of Amy and Christina as beautiful.
Some people, including Molly, Megan, the woman with green hair, and a couple consisting of a guy in a purplish hat and hoodie and a woman with a leopard print scarf, a pink shirt, glasses, and a hand of fatima necklace took pictures of their portraits.
Not that colors matter. Although sometimes I wish that I could take all my watercolor pencils and gel pens and colored ink.
Also, I wish I had chronostasis and could therefore freeze time whenever I wanted something done really quickly or wanted to get somewhere quickly, and it really doesn't fucking matter that I'd be moving faster than everyone else because spacetime is broken and nobody ages.
Although if I had power over spacetime in a world where people age normally and people using chronostasis age faster than anyone else, I'd use something like the song of double time instead. Uh, don't try that on a moving vehicle. Actually, see the burning question.
You can wait for them to propagate on twitter, try in vain to find whatever hashtags they used on instagram, or you can wait for me to post them, probably by the end of October.
But I digress. By green hair, I mean, she had dark hair which transitioned to green, much like Kate from Children of the Revolution (not to be confused with Kate from we are the dreamers of dreams, who actually looks a lot like Christina). She had what looked like a ukulele or a violin tucked under her bag. Her friend had streaks of pink in her hair and gauge earrings and a necklace with charms and an eyeball pendant, so tigers will not eat her if she sleeps on the train. I don't know what would happen if those tigers had the munchies, though.
A guy named David was singing a song at Downtown Crossing and a girl was singing along with him. She says a lot of people think she looks familiar.
So what I got to hear was The Mosaic Project featuring Terri Lyne Carrington and Jaguar Wright, and the George Garzone Quartet the Teros String Quartet doing a tribute to John Coltrane and Stan Getz. The only bad thing about it was how you could sit in certain spots and hear the music on multiple stages on the same time, which isn't as cool as it sounds.
I swear two of the people listening to the Mosaic Project, one is blonde and one is ambiguously Asian with an emphasis on ambiguous and her friends who showed up later were mostly ambiguously Asian with an emphasis on Asian aside from one blonde woman with dreadlocks. were people I drew last year at Jazz Fest. I'd be wrong, though, unless it's possible for her to stuff all that hair in a bun.
I got a glimpse of David Gilmore: Energies of Change, but I was more interested in the Mosaic Project.
Keep that in mind, though. If you want to go people watching or sketching or you just want to smell like marijuana, it's the third Saturday in September.
I'm not sure what Ledisi is. Wikipedia tells me she's a R&B/soul/jazz singer and her name means something like Come Forth in Yoruba.
They were giving away tambourines this time.
I think that guy standing somewhere in between two stages at Jazz Fest was drumming to some recordings of flute jazz all day.
I met a 9 week old goldendoodle named Juno who liked to chew on my hand and a 7 year old black pug named Darth Vader.
I just noticed the kinetic sculptures that look like Anima's manipulators that hung above the outbound tracks.

When trains approach or depart, they spin.
There was a guy human beatboxing on the opposite side of Downtown Crossing.
The woman in a long sweater and the woman with a leopard print scarf were impressed by my art and hopefully doubly impressed that I could draw them while standing on a bus.
I had to draw a woman with short purple hair and a nose ring and a wool poncho really quickly. I didn't get to draw her friends, unfortunately.
burning question: so, if that was true if you had a portable chrono-displacer and if you leapt through time on a moving airplane and found yourself 10 kilometers above the ground without a parachute, wouldn't you be stranded in outer space whenever you leapt through time anyway?