train.

i believe things are way overdue, so lets go ahead and get it started. as with every new idea to float into my pretty little brain, this one was born earlier this evening. watching the sunset, listening to goldfrapp... thinking that it was time to shift from love to just about everything else.

so here we go.

[ i know exactly how she feels ]

sometimes it seems as if there are just too many thoughts swimming around my head.. is that a bad thing? not necessarily. but id like to think that allison goldfrapp is channeling little miss sunshine in her best french clown get up. works for me.

driving along, a little unsure about how i feel once i heard goldfrapp on the local radio station in los angeles... of course, happy for her, but at the same time a little sad to know that this part of my musical being is now being shared with the same target audience requesting artists from american idol. taking into consideration - its not as though they are playing new material, no they dug deep - so i suppose that really is a testament to the dj, playing what they want... because i know that this song was not on grey's anatomy this week.

regardless, good for her and good for los angeles listeners, because if you know electronic music then of course you know goldfrapp. or guaranteed, through the process of marketing (and i wont say selling out... but...) she has already been featured in verizon ads and episodes of the l word. yet, i own a phone from that service and love that show, so maybe i should just be happy for her. i suppose we should want our artists to succeed in this business, right?

so this is not an intended review.. but more along the lines of listening to train, and thinking about my own train of thought... where its headed, where its been. trains are a definite symbol of this year for me so far. anticipation, anxiety, and most importantly just passing by. something in her, the voice, the sun, that moment, my weekend.. whatever it just snapped at that moment and i ran with my urge to attack my keyboard when i got home.

[ if given the opportunity id love to rock the peacock ]

i guess here is the part where i say hello to my lovely readers. welcome to my new home on the internet... visual noise, that is what its all about. think deeply about what that means... to me, to you. we make noise every second of the day. whether it is outloud, in our heads, in our bedrooms, on our treadmills, in our hearts, over the phone, simultaneously, individually or periodically. we live in a world full of people who always have something to say. we are creative, visual beings... more often than others, somewhere along the way i went right while maybe you went left... so this is all that i am. its what i see through my eyes, feel in my heart, hear, speak...

i am definitely beat matching more than i realize in my every day life, but ultimately id like to picture myself with a cocktail in hand, stilettos on my feet and a thought in my heart. im a lover, a dreamer but ultimately i can be a realist. do i have to take myself seriously? yes. all the time? no. what would goldfrapp do?




and while i'm here - can i just say please go and download felt mountain, black cherry, supernature, we are glitter or seventh tree. its not for everyone, and every album isnt even the same. id get presumptuous and say do it all, but really no one every really goes for it any more... seriously though, no one makes me want to ride a white horse like ms. allison goldfrapp.

oh, and enough about the animal references... the white owl is purely a photo op.