future's bright
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yamamanamaAvery has a tattoo of a hand holding a snake on each arm, one for each of her pet ball pythons, which is way better than Cyril’s hilariously awful drawing of a snake that looks like a loaf of bread with googly eyes. On her legs, she has a lachrymose eye in a circle, a not very anatomically correct centipede that looks more like a lanmola, a cockroach, some legs falling into a black hole. On her shoulder, she has a skeleton pulling its head off and some laurels.
She was reading The Colour of Magic and has read some of the other books out of order. I read Colour of Magic and Men At Arms when I was in high school and should probably get some of the other books.
It's too bad the Terry Gilliam Good Omens fizzled out.
I met two really big Great Danes and a brindle greyhound. I met a 14 year old dog with three black splotches on his behind. I met two King Charles Cavaliers. I met a really soft golden retriever puppy and her new friends. Her owner was like "see, Rory, that's what you'll look like." I met a chihuahua-Chinese Crested-Jack Russell mix. I met a shih tzu. I met a puggle.
A mechanical faery has replaced a payphone.
Inflatable Shoggoth.
It’s an inflatable virus by Wen Yu, made to raise awareness of the dormant viruses, which, in Latin, is an uncountable noun and therefore virii is not a real word, under the permafrost.
One of the vendors was wearing a Moby Dick t-shirt and he said he read it when he was 12.
He recommends Katherine Dunn.
Ashley makes jewelry and if she doesn’t wear headphones, she loses focus.
Brita makes ceramics and has a tattoo that I’ve forgotten the words of.
There was a woman with a tattoo of a hot air balloon in vivid colors below her ear, colorful flowers on one arm and black linear designs and suns with radiant dots, a dagger, and a fly, all in black, on her other arm, some glyphs on her fingers. She says she sees a lot of people with tattoos.
A man has a tattoo of an owl embracing a woman in skull makeup with its wings. Another man has a tattoo of a dog wearing a propellor hat. A woman had a tattoo of Alan Moore's Swamp Thing standing behind a naked woman.
Ella has a necklace with an A on it. I have no idea why.
A woman was reading In The Country of Last Things, which she says was depressing because it's about the apocalypse.
Elena Brunner has charcoal drawings of the Earth. There's nothing in the booklet about her. I've learned online that she's of the sign of the Bringer of Order and she was studying art in Maryland when the death of Freddy Gray happened and got into social justice. She has a tattoo of a multi-eyed Lovecraftian abomination destroying everything that embodies her anxiety about the environment.
Some of her futures are more optimistic than others. On one hand, there's a world in forest. On the other hand, there's an overcrowded world, a world enshrouded in a layer of smog, a flooded world where only the highest of mountains are above water, a world on fire and the northern hemisphere is covered in a choking cloud of smoke, a world with fences, a world that looks like a Leámonde Entite.
I made a neato butterfly pin with scented markers to support immigrants.
Not all the bands follow the theme.
Danielle Miraglia and the Glory Junkies are a blues rock band.
Luminarium Dance stood behind screens and made shadow puppets of centaurs in wavering grass, of owls in a tree, of ocean waves, to recorded speeches about extinction and ocean garbage, and then an interpretive dance to a monologue about waste adding up even when you think "it's just this once."
A dancer did an improvised dance to a soprano sax, like Cantus Arcticus for the tropics.
Juan Carlos Ruiz and Friends played Venezuelan folk. Morena (the Brown Girl) sounds a bit like Romany folk to me.
Grace Givertz plays folk on banjo and guitar. There was a sandwich board advertising something about bitcoin, which is ironic at a festival themed around consumption and the environment. Krissy Teigen does not understand bitcoin and all the techbros are doing their best to make sure she does by the end of the night. Someone explained it as leaving your car running 24/7. Doing so gives you solved Sudoku puzzles that you can use to buy heroin.
Swimming Bell came all the way from Brooklyn. Katie uses looper pedals and effects to create dreamy swirly rock.
Vocal Opposition is an a capella (that is to say, in the style of the church and not in the style of the little she-goat) group that does protest songs. For this performance, they did some environmental songs. I didn’t get to hear much because there were so many bands I wanted to hear.
Ben is a member of the band Berta Big Toe. Sivan, which I correctly guessed is a Hebrew name, does something but I can't remember what. Neither music nor visual arts. I think Brendon and Marcello are also musicians.
Priscilla has flowers on her hat, some jewelry she got from vendors, and some embroidered flowers on a wooden circle that she made herself. One of her friends had turnip earrings and one of her friends had an Earth pendant and a crystal around her neck.
The Sunrise Movement gave speeches about the climate crisis. One of them told about how Iran was covered in smog and you can be imprisoned for speaking out against the government.
Lily Black brought Scott on stage for some trumpet mastery. Otherwise, they played a lot of songs I’ve heard. Cranberries, Green Day. I left towards the end because Amy Kucharik was also playing.
Eliza and John were painting her in watercolors. I declined their offer because the paper I was using wasn't suitable. It'd probably seep through and warp the paper and make a mess. John's t-shirt has constellations. Eliza has a pendant that she thinks is meant to be an elephant or bear but she thinks it looks like an anteater.
The Northern Skulls is heavy rock.
The Ruta Beggars are a bluegrass group.
The parade, consisting of drummers, bees, a dragon made of flowers and green, butterflies, and the Fine Art Superheroes, came to the main stage while Klezwoods was setting up. Klezwoods, as their name may indicate, are a klezmer band. The description brings up Balkans and the Ottoman Empire. I guess this makes sense, because a lot of Ashkenazi Jews went to the Ottoman Empire when things went bad in Christian Europe. It just has a reputation for Sephardicness. See: Voice of the Turtle.
But for a long time, Germany was a great place to be Jewish. If you tell someone in 1900 that there’d be a genocide of the Jews, they’d be shocked, not by the fact that it happened, but that it didn’t happen in France or Russia.
Jordan said her mother is into klezmer music.
I think they quoted Frere Jacques.
I decided to get food during Grupo Fantasia’s set because they’ve been at ArtBeat before and they’ll be at ArtBeat again. Besides, I was hungry. All I had was a samosa with some onion chutney and a bunch of samples of popcorn and some unicorn yack.
Palm Sugar is now Dakzen. Kor Tor Mor is your typical American Thai fare: curries, larb, papaya salad,
Some of the stuff at Dakzen is probably Isan. Like pad kee mao, according to the menu, or P̄hạd k̄hī̂ meā according to Google translate. Drunken noodles. Or more aptly, drunkard’s noodles. It’s made with stir-fried broad noodles, your choice of meat or just veggies, baby corn, red bell peppers, peppercorns, bamboo shoots, holy basil, and a sauce of soy sauce, fish sauce, and oyster sauce. I get the feeling it got its name as a hangover cure. Either that, or the creator was drunk when he came up with it.
note to self. Lay off the chili oil. A small spoonful of the stuff is enough to make you feel like Trogdor the Burninator.
I want to say that Aimée was eating Khao Soi, which is an ethnically Chin dish of curry noodles with meat of some sort, red onions, pickled mustard leaf, a boiled egg, egg noodles, wontons, cilantro, and Chinese celery.
Also, I really like their logo.
I'm not sure if the bats are there for good luck or if this picture was taken in October.
She says that raspberry lime rickeys have a tendency of overflowing when you don’t use ice in them. It’s a bit like pouring espresso over seltzer.
I did get to hear a bit of Grupo Fantasia. A man had an ornate headdress of orange feathers and orange flowers and monarch butterflies on wires.
The Sun Parade plays a blend of 60s psychedelic and 80s indie and turn of the century electro-pop. They did a cover of Queen's Don't Stop Me Now and two women were way way way into it.
A woman had a crescent moon pendant and a crystal next to it, a tattoo of the moon going through phases and of flowers.
Cliff Notez had a band with him, so that’s cool. Specifically, keyboards, saxophone, trumpet, drums, and bass guitar. He rapped about racism and called out people who claim they’re not racist because they have black friends or whatever. They did their take on Lean On Me.
They added “fuck Donald Trump” and everyone cheered.
They finished with a rap about funerals and how people are never truly gone as long as we remember them. It was more like a New Orleans funeral.
Little Walter is an Australian shepherd who turned 11 on Thursday. His owner was wearing a Felice Brothers t-shirt and strongly recommends listening to them. I haven't yet.
Pugs get angry and growl when they see Lou the Corgi. His owner has no idea why.
Sophia has strawberry earrings and a t-shirt depicting the zodiac signs around a sun in its splendour. Gemini is a boy and a girl, unlike the mythological Gemini. I also had to make sure Cancer looked like a crab, unlike that monastery in France that has a frigging Cambrian creature less evolved than the edible crab or Atlantic rock crab or toothed rock crab. Sophia was carrying a carved wooden board that she found that the artist left in various places.
Specifically this one. She found it against a tree near Dragon Pizza.
The Braintree train was “five stops away” from Davis. I’m not sure how that’s possible because there’s only one stop after that. Arlington, maybe? It crashed into a shard of time.
The train was more crowded than I’ve seen it after 10 PM, even after South Station, people were still getting on.
Jem’s owner has not read To Kill A Mockingbird in a long time. So long, in fact, that she’s forgotten the character named Jem. She was in New York to adopt Jem although dogs aren’t allowed on the train there but she did it anyway. Boston’s a lot easier to navigate than New York because a) the lines radiate outward from a center b) all the train stations look different from each other unlike some places, like Washington D.C. and New York but not to the same extent and c) station names are somewhat intuitive.
Emma said I drew her back in the winter but she got off the train so we couldn’t chat so I’ll just have to look for a drawing with no label. She says she’s not sure if she was wearing the same jewelry, that is to say, a sunflower pendant and various ornate silver rings. She said her hair looked different. It was blonde then, now it’s magenta. I’ve never met Ben before. Ben is into photography.
I started my most recently finished book in June.
A nearby woman had hair of an oceanic teal.
burning question: Meanwhile, Fox and Friends is having Jefferson Starship play at their summer concert event in New York. Who the hell organized this thing? Drow?
She was reading The Colour of Magic and has read some of the other books out of order. I read Colour of Magic and Men At Arms when I was in high school and should probably get some of the other books.
It's too bad the Terry Gilliam Good Omens fizzled out.
I met two really big Great Danes and a brindle greyhound. I met a 14 year old dog with three black splotches on his behind. I met two King Charles Cavaliers. I met a really soft golden retriever puppy and her new friends. Her owner was like "see, Rory, that's what you'll look like." I met a chihuahua-Chinese Crested-Jack Russell mix. I met a shih tzu. I met a puggle.
A mechanical faery has replaced a payphone.
Inflatable Shoggoth.
It’s an inflatable virus by Wen Yu, made to raise awareness of the dormant viruses, which, in Latin, is an uncountable noun and therefore virii is not a real word, under the permafrost.
One of the vendors was wearing a Moby Dick t-shirt and he said he read it when he was 12.
He recommends Katherine Dunn.
Ashley makes jewelry and if she doesn’t wear headphones, she loses focus.
Brita makes ceramics and has a tattoo that I’ve forgotten the words of.
There was a woman with a tattoo of a hot air balloon in vivid colors below her ear, colorful flowers on one arm and black linear designs and suns with radiant dots, a dagger, and a fly, all in black, on her other arm, some glyphs on her fingers. She says she sees a lot of people with tattoos.
A man has a tattoo of an owl embracing a woman in skull makeup with its wings. Another man has a tattoo of a dog wearing a propellor hat. A woman had a tattoo of Alan Moore's Swamp Thing standing behind a naked woman.
Ella has a necklace with an A on it. I have no idea why.
A woman was reading In The Country of Last Things, which she says was depressing because it's about the apocalypse.
Elena Brunner has charcoal drawings of the Earth. There's nothing in the booklet about her. I've learned online that she's of the sign of the Bringer of Order and she was studying art in Maryland when the death of Freddy Gray happened and got into social justice. She has a tattoo of a multi-eyed Lovecraftian abomination destroying everything that embodies her anxiety about the environment.
Some of her futures are more optimistic than others. On one hand, there's a world in forest. On the other hand, there's an overcrowded world, a world enshrouded in a layer of smog, a flooded world where only the highest of mountains are above water, a world on fire and the northern hemisphere is covered in a choking cloud of smoke, a world with fences, a world that looks like a Leámonde Entite.
I made a neato butterfly pin with scented markers to support immigrants.
Not all the bands follow the theme.
Danielle Miraglia and the Glory Junkies are a blues rock band.
Luminarium Dance stood behind screens and made shadow puppets of centaurs in wavering grass, of owls in a tree, of ocean waves, to recorded speeches about extinction and ocean garbage, and then an interpretive dance to a monologue about waste adding up even when you think "it's just this once."
A dancer did an improvised dance to a soprano sax, like Cantus Arcticus for the tropics.
Juan Carlos Ruiz and Friends played Venezuelan folk. Morena (the Brown Girl) sounds a bit like Romany folk to me.
Grace Givertz plays folk on banjo and guitar. There was a sandwich board advertising something about bitcoin, which is ironic at a festival themed around consumption and the environment. Krissy Teigen does not understand bitcoin and all the techbros are doing their best to make sure she does by the end of the night. Someone explained it as leaving your car running 24/7. Doing so gives you solved Sudoku puzzles that you can use to buy heroin.
Swimming Bell came all the way from Brooklyn. Katie uses looper pedals and effects to create dreamy swirly rock.
Vocal Opposition is an a capella (that is to say, in the style of the church and not in the style of the little she-goat) group that does protest songs. For this performance, they did some environmental songs. I didn’t get to hear much because there were so many bands I wanted to hear.
Ben is a member of the band Berta Big Toe. Sivan, which I correctly guessed is a Hebrew name, does something but I can't remember what. Neither music nor visual arts. I think Brendon and Marcello are also musicians.
Priscilla has flowers on her hat, some jewelry she got from vendors, and some embroidered flowers on a wooden circle that she made herself. One of her friends had turnip earrings and one of her friends had an Earth pendant and a crystal around her neck.
The Sunrise Movement gave speeches about the climate crisis. One of them told about how Iran was covered in smog and you can be imprisoned for speaking out against the government.
Lily Black brought Scott on stage for some trumpet mastery. Otherwise, they played a lot of songs I’ve heard. Cranberries, Green Day. I left towards the end because Amy Kucharik was also playing.
Eliza and John were painting her in watercolors. I declined their offer because the paper I was using wasn't suitable. It'd probably seep through and warp the paper and make a mess. John's t-shirt has constellations. Eliza has a pendant that she thinks is meant to be an elephant or bear but she thinks it looks like an anteater.
The Northern Skulls is heavy rock.
The Ruta Beggars are a bluegrass group.
The parade, consisting of drummers, bees, a dragon made of flowers and green, butterflies, and the Fine Art Superheroes, came to the main stage while Klezwoods was setting up. Klezwoods, as their name may indicate, are a klezmer band. The description brings up Balkans and the Ottoman Empire. I guess this makes sense, because a lot of Ashkenazi Jews went to the Ottoman Empire when things went bad in Christian Europe. It just has a reputation for Sephardicness. See: Voice of the Turtle.
But for a long time, Germany was a great place to be Jewish. If you tell someone in 1900 that there’d be a genocide of the Jews, they’d be shocked, not by the fact that it happened, but that it didn’t happen in France or Russia.
Jordan said her mother is into klezmer music.
I think they quoted Frere Jacques.
I decided to get food during Grupo Fantasia’s set because they’ve been at ArtBeat before and they’ll be at ArtBeat again. Besides, I was hungry. All I had was a samosa with some onion chutney and a bunch of samples of popcorn and some unicorn yack.
Palm Sugar is now Dakzen. Kor Tor Mor is your typical American Thai fare: curries, larb, papaya salad,
Some of the stuff at Dakzen is probably Isan. Like pad kee mao, according to the menu, or P̄hạd k̄hī̂ meā according to Google translate. Drunken noodles. Or more aptly, drunkard’s noodles. It’s made with stir-fried broad noodles, your choice of meat or just veggies, baby corn, red bell peppers, peppercorns, bamboo shoots, holy basil, and a sauce of soy sauce, fish sauce, and oyster sauce. I get the feeling it got its name as a hangover cure. Either that, or the creator was drunk when he came up with it.
note to self. Lay off the chili oil. A small spoonful of the stuff is enough to make you feel like Trogdor the Burninator.
I want to say that Aimée was eating Khao Soi, which is an ethnically Chin dish of curry noodles with meat of some sort, red onions, pickled mustard leaf, a boiled egg, egg noodles, wontons, cilantro, and Chinese celery.
Also, I really like their logo.
I'm not sure if the bats are there for good luck or if this picture was taken in October.
She says that raspberry lime rickeys have a tendency of overflowing when you don’t use ice in them. It’s a bit like pouring espresso over seltzer.
I did get to hear a bit of Grupo Fantasia. A man had an ornate headdress of orange feathers and orange flowers and monarch butterflies on wires.
The Sun Parade plays a blend of 60s psychedelic and 80s indie and turn of the century electro-pop. They did a cover of Queen's Don't Stop Me Now and two women were way way way into it.
A woman had a crescent moon pendant and a crystal next to it, a tattoo of the moon going through phases and of flowers.
Cliff Notez had a band with him, so that’s cool. Specifically, keyboards, saxophone, trumpet, drums, and bass guitar. He rapped about racism and called out people who claim they’re not racist because they have black friends or whatever. They did their take on Lean On Me.
They added “fuck Donald Trump” and everyone cheered.
They finished with a rap about funerals and how people are never truly gone as long as we remember them. It was more like a New Orleans funeral.
Little Walter is an Australian shepherd who turned 11 on Thursday. His owner was wearing a Felice Brothers t-shirt and strongly recommends listening to them. I haven't yet.
Pugs get angry and growl when they see Lou the Corgi. His owner has no idea why.
Sophia has strawberry earrings and a t-shirt depicting the zodiac signs around a sun in its splendour. Gemini is a boy and a girl, unlike the mythological Gemini. I also had to make sure Cancer looked like a crab, unlike that monastery in France that has a frigging Cambrian creature less evolved than the edible crab or Atlantic rock crab or toothed rock crab. Sophia was carrying a carved wooden board that she found that the artist left in various places.
Specifically this one. She found it against a tree near Dragon Pizza.
The Braintree train was “five stops away” from Davis. I’m not sure how that’s possible because there’s only one stop after that. Arlington, maybe? It crashed into a shard of time.
The train was more crowded than I’ve seen it after 10 PM, even after South Station, people were still getting on.
Jem’s owner has not read To Kill A Mockingbird in a long time. So long, in fact, that she’s forgotten the character named Jem. She was in New York to adopt Jem although dogs aren’t allowed on the train there but she did it anyway. Boston’s a lot easier to navigate than New York because a) the lines radiate outward from a center b) all the train stations look different from each other unlike some places, like Washington D.C. and New York but not to the same extent and c) station names are somewhat intuitive.
Emma said I drew her back in the winter but she got off the train so we couldn’t chat so I’ll just have to look for a drawing with no label. She says she’s not sure if she was wearing the same jewelry, that is to say, a sunflower pendant and various ornate silver rings. She said her hair looked different. It was blonde then, now it’s magenta. I’ve never met Ben before. Ben is into photography.
I started my most recently finished book in June.
A nearby woman had hair of an oceanic teal.
burning question: Meanwhile, Fox and Friends is having Jefferson Starship play at their summer concert event in New York. Who the hell organized this thing? Drow?
