Playlists, memoirs, and other wacky pieces.
I don't know about anyone else, but boy am I tired of living on Earth right now. Maybe my agitation is more towards the people running Earth than the planet itself. Still, I'd like one day where I don't have to read headlines of fires burning down the amazon, rising sea levels, ignorant politicians, racism, homophobia, poverty, school shootings, animals going extinct, and now, a global pandemic. Sure - I will do my part as an Earthling to help change these horrible things, but that doesn't mean I don't need a break from it all. It's overwhelming, thank you very much.
On July 18th, 2017, a video titled "How I Feed Alan" was uploaded to Youtube by a mysterious user named Daisy Brown. Only two minutes long, the video featured a woman off-camera, "Daisy," feeding her pet, "Alan," some sugar pills: the only thing he could properly digest. Just by looking at the video's thumbnail, viewers could tell Alan wasn't any normal household pet. Alan was a miniature monster.
If you're like me, binging episodes of Hulu's High Fidelity to distract yourself from COVID-19 chaos, you know how delicate the art of mixtaping is. You can't just mishmash a bunch of catchy tunes together...there are RULES. Do it right, and you can tell a great musical story through other people's creative genius.
COVID-19 may have put a dent in the Marymount Manhattan College spring semester, but that isn't stopping Erin Greenwell from encouraging students to showcase their artwork and make social change. As soon as it was announced my NYC college would switch to online learning, Erin emailed a message to the entire community asking for drawings to be sent to the women of the Bedford Hills College Program: an organization that allows incarcerated women to receive an accessible college education while still carrying out their sentences at Bedford Hills. Below is a video Erin made about the program...
“I heard a woman becomes herself the first time she speaks without permission.” -Denice Frohman Everyone knew that when I grew up, I was going to be an opera singer. Close my eyes and I'm back there: thirteen years old, second floor of a renovated garage, a block away from campus. The lemon-yellow walls made her happy tears shine a deep marigold. I had just finished singing the Ave Maria with her. It was the end of another voice lesson.
Happy Valentine's day, readers. While everyone else is going on dates and exchanging cute little cards of love, let's talk about some spooky Halloween sh*t.
“Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.”—Tyrion Lannister
May, 2016. It was the penultimate week of high school, and Mrs. Scallon had one last project to assign my AP Psych class before the majority of us graduated.