05. September favorites
I always say listing my favorite media feels like uncovering truths about myself, and I love to share what I’m digesting! I am a big fan of McLuhan’s theory and have structured this week’s blog post according to each medium. It just makes sense to me! Rounding up my monthly favorites is inspired by the many SubStack writers who share their syllabuses.
My patterns are heavily dependent on my emotional state and obsessive tendencies. A girl just likes what she likes. After getting broken up with at the beginning of August, I have noticed I gravitated towards pieces with themes of friendship, love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. Maybe it’s symbolic that the seasons are changing and so is my life.
A common thread woven throughout my media patterns is that fact that I mostly consume media made by women and/or other minorities (LGBTQIA, POC, etc.). Women and minorities have inherent empathy, the kind that starts in your bones, and this is attractive to me. I consume to feel community.
Music
It’s something I constantly have playing. I listen to music based on projects and artists rather than songs. I feel like I can properly grasp the whole picture while zooming in on the message of each individual song this way.
No, I won't phone, 'cause we went straight to lovers
So we can't even talk as friends
I never asked for love, no diamond ring
You let yourself in
I understand if you changed your mind about me
But all you had to do was say
'Cause I make it so easy to fall in love
So, come give me a call, and we'll fall into us
I'm the perfect mix of Saturday night and the rest of your life
Anyone with a heart would agree
It's so easy
To fall in love with
The way I do my hair, the way I make you laugh
The way we like to share a walk in Central Park
I could be fresh air, might be the girl of your dreams (Dreams, dreams)
Mm
There's no need to hide if you're into me
'Cause I'm into you quite intimately
(The entire song.)
I've seen it last for thirty years
Seen it bloom, then end in tears
I've seen it after school and in the park
Sat right across me on the tube
Seen it miss a stop or two
Seen it trying not to fall apart
I've heard it laced in every song
And still the words all come out wrong
It doesn't always answer when you call
Brings out the worst, brings out the best
I understand it less and less
I guess I'm not supposed to know it all
I've seen it dance with friends around the table
In Eleanor, Rosie and Louise
And it makes me cry to think that I am able
To give it back the way it givеs to me
I've seen it grow old and forget
Until it's just a silhouеtte
Till someone picks it up and sends it on
I've seen the films, I've read the books
My mum and dad, they got me hooked
The fairy tale, the search goes on and on
The more you look, the more you find
It's all around you all the time
Catches your eye, you blink and then it's gone
Brings out the worst, brings out the best
I know it's somewhere in my chest
I guess it's been inside me all along
And, if you knew me at all
You wouldn't try to keep me small
Who would do that to a friend, let alone the one you love?
And if he's hot and seems into it, it's accidental
What's it like to be admired?
Hot and desired?
This isn't Sex and the City
Nobody sees me and knows of my column
Nobody sees me at all is the problem
But of course when they do, they're not the one that I want to
Lay me down where the trees bend low
Put me down where the greenery stings
I can hear them singin' (singin')
"To love me is to suffer me, " and I believe that
That picture on the wall you're scared of looks just like you (you)
I wanna bleed, I wanna hurt the way that boys do (oh)
And maybe you're right and we should stop watchin' the news
If I'd had virginity, I would have given that too
I made you God 'cause it was all
That I knew how to do
But I don't belong to anyone
I got ice in my OJ, I'm a cold heart bitch
A lot of dumb motherfuckers that I made rich
Might go back to Mississippi
Careful I don't take you with me
Here come my genie in a screwcap bottle
To grant me temporary solace
Who am I without you now?
Mirtazapine
You make me eat, you make me sleep
Mirtazapine
You let me dream, you let me dream
Come hell or heaven, angels or devils
I won't move
And I don't care what happens after
I won't quit on you
Lonely astronaut, it's gonna cost
But you just can't beat that view
Chaos-ridden, inner space
Turns out home is not a place
When I think home, I see your face
Up there so long, everything changed
Chaos reaches outer space
Turns out nowhere is a place
Look down on a brilliant blaze
Phone, home, baby, everything changed
But in what world do these things go the way we want them to?
At nights, sometimes, I cry
But these tears are not for you
'Cause in what world do we exist, not separate but as two?
An alternate dimension
Where I love you too
If that world exists, I'd believe
That love might have some chance of being true
Substack
A new medium for me, I have always had a deep love for essays of all varieties. If I were to credit myself as a writer, I would classify myself as an essayist. I cannot utilize silences and breaks the way poets and lyricists do. I have to explain and explain and explain.
Movies
I am not much of a movie watcher, which I attribute to my upbringing. My brothers and I were raised on PBS and Disney. However, this month I took to marathon-watching superhero movies and indulging in my Twilight obsession. Something about the autumn air makes me want to see Robert Pattinson as a sexy vampire on my screen.
The Twilight Saga
The X-Men Franchise
The Wolverine
Youtube
Youtube is my favorite medium for information and interviews. I love comedy and music reviews, obviously.
