quote: kathleen hanna on beyonce

the gaslight anthem @ cat's cradle

Beyoncé isn’t Beyoncé because she reads comments on the Internet. Beyoncé is in Ibiza, wearing a stomach necklace, walking hand in hand with her hot boyfriend. She’s going on the yacht and having a mimosa. She’s not reading shitty comments about herself on the Internet, and we shouldn’t either. I just think, Would Beyoncé be reading this? No, she would just delete it or somebody would delete it for her. What I really need to do is close the computer and then talk back to that voice and say, Fuck you. I don’t give a shit what you think. I’m Beyoncé. I’m going to Ibiza with Jay-Z now, fuck off. Being criticized is part of the job, but seeking it out isn’t. That’s our piece to let go. — Kathleen Hanna

baseball: brewers @ braves




I bought stupid good tickets for me and Trav to see the Brewers play the Braves last night; I heckled Mark Reynolds (“Cut your damn hair, Reynolds!” “Fall down again, Reynolds!” “Swing at that pitch and miss, Reynolds!” “WHAT IS YOUR FACE, MARK REYNOLDS!”) and watched my beloved ex-Tar Heel Rob Wooten pitch 1 1/3 scoreless relief and got to see a comeback Braves victory which only matters to me so much as Trav is a Braves fan.

I’d been to Turner Field once with him before, but now I can cross it off the lifelist.

concerts: the gaslight anthem & cory branan @ cat’s cradle

the gaslight anthem @ cat's cradle

Setlist: ’59 Sound / Old White Lincoln / Biloxi Parish / Howl / Stay Lucky / Film Noir / The Patient Ferris Wheel / 45 / The Queen Of Lower Chelsea / Boxer / Too Much Blood / Wooderson / Drive / American Slang // Encore: National Anthem / Handwritten / Great Expectations / House of the Rising Sun / Blue Jeans & White T Shirts

Glorious as always. I want the new album so badly I can taste it.

cory branan @ cat's cradle

Second Cory Branan set in a month, and he was fabulous, again. He played “The Corner” for me. between what I want, and what I intend to get.

quote: mason jennings on marriage, sort of

record store day: lauren st jane

This quote from a 2011 American Songwriter interview with Mason (I was doing research for a piece) made me grin:

I’ve heard that couples would come up to you after your shows sometimes to tell you what your music means to them.

Yeah, it’s just something we noticed over the years. Often times, when I go out and talk to people, it’s often couples. And it’s really cool to hear so many different stories about people using my music in their weddings. A lot of times people will admit that they will hear my music when they start dating and that will be the soundtrack for when they’re dating. And people, when they get married, it’s been a soundtrack for their relationship. It’s always an awesome thing to hear. I just feel so fortunate because that’s such a high honor.

Sometimes you would think the soundtrack would be someone like Sam Cooke or somebody like that. So when it’s somebody who writes songs that are lyrically complex, it’s cool to think of people having their relationship set to that.

Because, well, Travis and I could certainly tell Mason an awful lot about that. Although also probably about Sam Cooke.

worth getting up for in april

neighbor's yard #latergram

Worth getting up for in April: the house got ceilings and walls and some floors; time in Augusta with my sister; time in Atlanta with Trav, and that day he and I sat on the couch for 12 hours watching the NBA playoffs; Record Store Day; Allie visiting; the South in springtime; the flowers in my backyard; the new Christopher Moore; Rhett Miller live; Rhett Miller’s hips in those jeans live; long weekends; the new Old 97’s record; Starburst jellybeans on clearance; long conversations on porches; this Billboard interview with John Darnielle and Pete Wentz discussing the Cubs, because seriously just writing that sentence; challenging people I love to do things, and having them challenge me back; binge reading trashy serial mystery novels; bacon barbeque sauce cheeseburgers; Matt Wieters but not his facial hair; listening to five episodes of Marc Maron’s WTF in a row yesterday; the shade of green that only North Carolina gets in spring; naps.