August wrap up

Listened to

Music has to stop. There are too many good new releases. This month we were treated to:

New Pvris track Winter. Best one so far!? The album is lovely too of course.

New Alazka track Ghost. Again, best one so far!? Previous ones, not bad. So looking forward to the album release, which, by the way, is tomorrow.

Brilliant new Foxblood release, Bittersweet:

This alternate version of Xcert’s Feels Like Falling in Love I’m absolutely mad about. Melancholy with a Thåström-type piano. (A fave type of piano playing, because I ♥ simple. You may want to compare and contrast with Thåström’s Sönder Boulevard btw, it’s a fun little exercise.)

Happy Spotify is keeping me up to date? Not sure.

As if that wasn’t enough. Suddenly learned to love Stray from the Path. So I like hardcore now???

Watched

This quite recent NIN show:

Had an epiphany. Or. It made me realize that Korn’s current setlist does makes sense. (Wasn’t entirely sure in this here post.) Because, Korn playing the entire of The Serenity of Suffering, (which is what I would like) would be like NIN playing all of their most recent release forsaking all others. That wouldn’t be great.

Also. WHY did I bother with Korn when there’s NIN? (The answer is of course Jonathan Davis, but never mind…)

…I’m just hoping no one who was ever in NIN will ever release a biography. Ever. Because I suspect they were/are no better than Fieldy. And if any of them already did, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.

Oh my god I’m off track now, let’s get to the point already: How have I still not seen this band live??? There has to be something wrong with me. Need Europe dates asap!

Meanwhile. Amity Affliction + Casey + Alazka and Architects all have tour dates coming up. How to choose???

If we could just get back to the watching theme of this section…

YouTube finally recommended me Jamie Genevieve. Because how else does one find anything? Been binge watching like a madwoman.

She makes me want to make an actual effort when putting on makeup + buy all the things. So. Good and bad all at the same time.

American Gods. Got the DVDs because I couldn’t figure out how to stream in Sweden. (Other countries yes, Sweden no.) It’s…do we like this??

 

Twitter was great

Imagine it’s 1992 and Axl Rose tweets this about Metallica/James Hetfield:

That should give you some idea of the position Amity Affliction + Architects hold in my universe, and explain why I find this tweet insanely entertaining. Because Axl Rose would never ever have said this about Metallica, or vice versa, even if there had been a Twitter in 1992.

A favorite from Muralgranskaren:

English: This, my brothers, is in Truth Black Metal-Singing.

(And yes, it is weird use of language in Swedish too.)

Just one more! My fave feminist:

English: Humanism—when you want to make yourself look like a nice person but not change anything.

And. Nobody missed SamArchitects doing the right thing, as per usual, right?

Basically. Architects just keep making everyone else look really bad. Have I mentioned lately that I love this band? L O V E.

But seriously. If this wasn’t in your feed, there is something very wrong with your feed. Hell, Stylist Magazine tweeted about it. Lord knows why, but they did.

 

Reading

If you haven’t read Roxane Gay’s Hunger yet you need to get to it!

 

Rediscovered

The shade Maple in the kinda horrible Sleek Ultra Mattes V2 palette. It looks like it should be brown/orange, but on me it’s definitely 100% a red/pink bruise type shade. And it’s amazing. The shade Thunder is also not bad. Excellent crease color for blue looks.

20,000 days on Earth. I usually love the Nick Cave documentaries, this one just didn’t speak to me at all. Until now.

 

Using

Urtekram lotion that smells like rosemary. It doesn’t sound too exciting but I love this scent.

 

Monthly menstrual report

Menstrual cup research, this one’s great if you feel like you want some encouragement:

Unfortunately, I then went on to watch a few less positive videos. Currently unsure that a menstrual cup would work for me. Because:

a. Cannot find my cervix for the life of me.
b. Cannot be having something that might be pushing on my bladder because if I pee anymore frequently, I may as well move into the bathroom. All liquids seem to just go straight through me. (Unless I drink too much tea. Can’t be it?)

Good news: stopped being regular sooo there is hope yet I won’t have to resort to the menstrual cup!?

And in the event I’m back to regular, I’ll just refer to this Tweet:

English: The menstrual cup is great and all, but could people stop making women’s bodily functions seem like environmental problems?

Unlikely though. My period was especially sneaky and difficult to predict this month. None of the usual symptoms and random point in time. Not that it matters much, it was of the light flow variety, so not really something worth spending this many words on. Probably. I ♥ talking menstruation tho. So. Ja.

 

Reminder

Don’t get cats, they die on you.

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How to go vegan in four easy steps

ONE. Want to be vegan.

You cannot skip this step; you have to want to be vegan. You can’t go ooookeeeyyyyyy…I’m going to tryyyyy to be vegan, maybe I’ll like it (but I’m v. skeptical and I’m not actually going to make an effort). 

That’s just not going to work. Like with everything in life, you will have to want it. If you don’t want it you’re not going to be able to do it. It’s that simple.

Here are a few reasons why you might want to give the vegan diet a go:

♥ All the colorful foods! Why waste time eating boring meat?
♥ You care about the environment.
♥ You want to be ethically superior. (And give the rest of us a bad rep because you’re an arrogant prick, and in the process alienate people from this fabulous way of eating, because they don’t want to be associated with you in any way.) It’s a reason. Albeit a bad one.
♥ Vegan food somehow mysteriously makes it into your feed and you keep thinking Whyy, that looks tasty!
♥ Because you are insanely lazy. Vegan cooking requires exactly no skills. Thus the basis of its appeal!
♥ Because you have a heart and hate that someone should have to sacrifice their life for you. And not even to save your life.

Note that to lose weight is not among the reasons. It’s not that kind of a diet.

TWO. When there is meat on your plate, don’t put it in your mouth.

And by meat I mean all things from an animal. Which sounds easier than it is. This obsession with sticking dairy into everything

Good news! If you’re interested in eating healthy, you’ll want to stay the far, faaar away from the processed food anyway, making it easy to avoid dairy, i.e. making it easy to be vegan!

…and if you’re not concerned with eating healthy (and why would you be?) there’s lots of vegan junk food, don’t you worry about that!

THREE. Stay motivated!

This is where I went wrong the first time.

Unless you are fortunate enough to have lots of vegans among your friends and family, it might seem daunting. And let’s face it, it is going to be difficult to remember why you started unless you have constant reminders.

Here’s what I do: stick lots of vegans into my social feeds. A few suggestions:

Cheap Lazy Vegan. Her relationship to food, in general, is inspirational. Never mind that she’s vegan, go watch her anyway! And that is why I keep mentioning her again, and again, and again…
Moby. You don’t have to like or listen to Moby, you might have to not like Trump though, but we follow Moby because he keep reminding us of why we’re vegan. And. He posts lots of pictures of cows and it makes us happy.
Peta. You don’t have to like Peta, just follow so that you don’t remember where your meat comes from.
Vegokoll—if Swedish is a language you speak. It keeps us up to date with all things vegan. Similarly, Djurens rätt, but you know, any animal rights organization in your location should do the trick.
One Green Planet. Also, visit their website for some recipe inspo!
Jenny Mustard. She makes such pretty food!

Bit trickier: find random people who happen to be vegan, but who you like for other reasons. They’re the best ones.

FOUR. Make it a habit

This is really all there’s to it. What you eat is a habit. Yes, you are going to have to reprogramme, and yes, you’re going to have to accept that soy milk doesn’t taste like cow milk—doesn’t mean it’s gross, it just means it’s a taste you’re not familiar with. Trust me when I say you can learn to love it. You just try it, and try it, and try it again. (Thus the make it a habit, repetition is needed.)

The fact that what we eat is a habit is why going vegan difficult and easy all at the same time. It’s difficult to change your habits, but once you’ve found your way around it’s going to be so easy you’ll think nothing of it. And unlike other diets, way easier to stick to, because you are not going to starve.

If you struggle, it’s not because there’s nothing to eat, the food in itself is not to blame, it’s because you haven’t gotten into the habit yet. But don’t worry about that, just let it take time and remember you don’t have to be perfect.

I should know.

Here’s a little something I did not too long ago. Found amazing soy sausage at the store. Repurchased a few times.

Suddenly decided to actually read the text on the package.

Clearly says it’s ovo-vegetarian. My brain was stuck in soy=vegan. Apparently life is not that simple.

Yeeaaa…that reading thing…

It’s annoying, but I do not beat myself up about it.

And yes. I did also have another non-vegan protein product not that long ago, because my dear sweet mum was trying to do a good thing and get these soy pieces, accidentally ended up getting a non-vegan brand.

I mean she tried. So I had them anyway.

And yes you may think that’s a stupid reason. I prioritize being a decent sort of daughter over being a strict vegan. I get that some people might disagree, doesn’t bother me.

Obviously I’m still lacking 2 habits:

ONE. Read all labels. Always! (Or just stick with beans…)
TWO. Always bring your own protein. (I usually do, but usually isn’t always.)

And if you don’t want to go vegan, do yourself a favor and remember vegan food is not just for vegans, it’s for everyone. It’s not an either or deal. Nobody ever said you had to be vegan to have vegan food.

This all seems obvious?

That’s what I thought too. Until I saw this video on YouTube. And not even an old one (uploaded yesterday). Apparently it’s not obvious at all.

Suggestion: if you try a vegan diet when you really don’t want to be vegan at all, don’t post it on the internet, even if you are in the habit of posting videos where you try a lot of different diets and you should know what you’re doing. We already have our own people giving us a bad rep, we don’t need people who know nothing about how to be vegan to add to it.

And don’t you dare complain when we rip you apart because we can see you clearly set out to show that it wasn’t a diet for you while doing no research and making no effort what so ever.

I mean honestly, what did you expect?

A book about about habits

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About halfway through The Power of Habit I was kind of upset. You know the way I get. I was not convinced by its arguments.

A main problem was that how this book defines habit and how I understand the concept—they’re just two different things. This book sticks pretty much anything into the habit concept, e.g. routines, that which you have learned (which, let’s face it, that’s pretty much everything…),willpower and friendship (???).

And with this in mind, it retells a number of events in human history, in painful detail, connected by this broad definition of habit.

I mean sure. I do appreciate that it’s trying to illustrate its points via stories, it makes it easier to read for those of us who struggle in the focus department when books are too abstract.

However. Do I want every tedious detail of a man I don’t know who suffered brain damage god-knows-when-and-where? I do not. Do I want every detail of some sports team and how they turned decades of losing around? I do not. Do I care about sales figures or any other kind of indication of success? Nope. I do not.

And obviously. I find the connections between these stories a stretch. At best.

Also. The frequent us of that word, however; it’s driving me insane! Might be the reader’s fault, but still. I just had to mention it. That’s how much it bothers me.

I’m usually pro simplistic. But even so, I think this book jumps to conclusions. It fails to see that maybe the outcome of an experiment is the result of many factors, i.e. the outcome can only be considered an indication rather than a truth.

I’m listening to this book thinking that the experiments they use to argue their point strike me as not always actually proving what they want them too. For example. That wonderful experiment on willpower. Two groups of people, one group are presented with cookies that they may eat. The other group also presented with the same cookies, but they can’t eat them. Following this, each group is asked to perform a task. Turns out the first group, fueled by cookies have more patience with the task than group two. The book argues it’s because group one didn’t have to use their willpower to stay away from the cookies, thus the participants have more willpower to spare. Oooorrrrr… Are you sure it wasn’t the fact that those who were allowed to eat the cookies got some extra fuel for their brains? And that was the reason they had more patience?

But then! This book wisely included a chapter on what songs people like and why. The short answer is: we like what is familiar. What we’re used to. Which, again, I find a bit simplistic, but interesting nonetheless. Not least: how does one become this type of researcher? More importantly, would I have to study physics for it??

I was under the impression this was a book people liked. That can’t be right? I honestly don’t know why I’m sticking it out. There are other books more deserving of a read.

Unfortunately for me, since typing this post I have finished this book. And this is why I’ve decided this book is for sure not worth reading:

The final two examples in this book talk about:

ONE. A woman with a gambling problem, who ends up gambling away all of her money, her inheritance and her house.

TWO. A man who suffers from a particular type of sleepwalking, who accidentally kills his wife in his sleep, thinking she’s an intruder.

Both of these people end up in court, the woman because she is trying to get out of paying her debts, arguing that the company to whom she owed money was aware of her gambling behavior and consciously preyed on her; the man, obviously because he committed a crime.

The woman does not only not get out of paying back her debts, despite clearly suffering from addiction, but is also sued by the company, who thinks she should pay them even more money, when she already is unable to pay back what she owes them.

The man is cleared of all charges.

This. Is obvious. And I shall tell you why: because we live in a capitalist patriarchal society.

In the case of the woman, it was obvious she was going to have to pay because she is a woman, and as such expected to take responsibility for everything. Also, the law protects companies, not people. Money, clearly, more in need of protection than people.

In the case of the man, well, he’s a man, he has no responsibility, poor soul, and there is no money involved in this scenario.

The author of this fabulous book thinks this is right. 

Which is obvious. It was all along obvious that this poor delusional man is impressed by success and money, and well, he’s a man, of course he’s a fan of the patriarchal order.

Yes, excellent, good, unethical behavior on behalf of companies, of course they should be allowed to keep that up. They should not be held accountable, nono! It must be up to the individual. The woman should have made sure to get help to deal with her addiction. Note that she did move to a different state where gambling was prohibited. The company, however, managed to seek her out and payed her to travel to their casinos. Yes, it all seems to be her fault…

The man knew of his condition and took no precaution. Clearly, it was not within the man’s responsibility.

It’s obvious and I expected exactly this outcome when he started telling these two final stories, but it still pisses me the hell off.

What the author of this book calls habit, I would call human behavior. This is exactly why they keep telling you to define concepts used when you write essays at uni. It’s so you don’t end up where the author of this book ends up. He needed to define his goddamn concept, because his definition is different from the general definition of the word.

I still wouldn’t agree, but there should have been a definition.

At this point, I’d go as far as to say, I’d sooner recommend anyone to read Fieldy’s Got the Life over The Power of Habit. Because, at least, Fieldy has no grand delusions. He doesn’t think he’s writing anything profound. He hasn’t read science and drawn daft conclusions. He shouldn’t know better. This guy though, he is familiar with science and is still completely blind to forces behind his conclusions.

I don’t approve.

The Endless Blog Challenge

Me and hitherdither were talking about taking on another blog challenge, now that we’ve completed the 100 day song challenge.

This time, we thought we’d do a challenge with a bit more variation, i.e. not just music.

After careful research, I’ve decided making up a challenge is the best way to go.

From now on, I’ll be presenting 3 blog post topics every Sunday. The idea is that anyone who feels like it can pick one or more topics to write about, and publish the posts the following week. A very non-committal challenge in other words.

This is going to go on for ever. Thus the name.

Well I mean. It will go on until I grow bored with it.

Without further ado, here are three topics for next week:

DREAM LINEUP. Fall is almost upon us! This means regular tours. Finally! No more of these pesky festivals. What four bands/singers would you love to see tour together this fall? And at what venue would like them to play?

BOOK POETRY. I.e., pick books from your shelves and arrange them to spell out poetry, like so:

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She came to stay
watch you bleed

Going down,
I knew I was right

If you want an extra challenge, use this as an excuse to go to the library or a book shop. Or maybe both? Maybe, you can even get multiple posts out of it?

AUGUST WRAP UP. You know I love the end of the month posts. I’d love to see what music, movies and books you’ve consumed this month, preferably with comments, but it’s entirely up to you what you want to include.

Do comment if you decide to join, I’d love to read your posts 🙂

A short note on false lashes

Being in my mid 30s, I kinda feel it is too late to learn how to use a menstrual cup. I’ve mentioned this before. Probably more than once. Most recently in an exchange with hitherdither.

Also me: ..sooooo…false eyelashes. About time I learned how to use them?

My priorities are not right. They are wrong. I know this. I’m just choosing to not act on it.

I might have tried false lashes once before. In the 90s. I want to say false lashes weren’t very good then. But probably, more than anything, I didn’t have a clue how to get them on, and Internet wasn’t particularly helpful back then.

Unless you were looking for Sex Pistols pics. I do recall there being quite a few. Sid Vicious/Nancy Spungen obsession…

Anyway.

Fortunately. My sensitive eyes don’t particularly seem to agree with these:

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It might be the practicing to get them on right that my eye is reacting on, I’ll give them another few tries, but it’s not looking great.

The point of this post? I like stories about failure and irrationality. I just do. So that’s what I write.

I am willing to try false lashes, but not a menstrual cup. That’s just great.

In my defense, my period is officially late.

…or it would be. If it was in the habit of being regular. I guess it got bored of being regular. Suits me well.

In which I’ve made a mistake

Ach nee.

Have you listened to the All These Countless Nights track by track commentary?

Don’t.

Just don’t.

The commentary to the brilliant track Pensacola, 2013 makes me think of this post:

Ibland kan jag vara så förbannad på en pojkvän jag haft. Att han tog sig rätten att göra anspråk på mig och att han inte gjorde slut när han märkte att jag for illa i relationen. Jag var i ett stadie där det var svårt för mig att vakta mina egna gränser. Jag ville bara ha kärlek, hans kärlek (för det var den enda jag visste). Han var inte kapabel att ge mig det jag behövde, och ändå var han kvar mer mig i år efter år. Fortsatte göra anspråk på mig år efter år. Trots att han såg ner på mig, trots att han tyckte att jag gjorde allt fel, så envisades han med att vara med mig. Ja, jag borde ha gjort slut, men jag hade inte styrkan. Jag älskade jag honom. Jag ville ju försöka. Det var från honom passiviteten kom. Han borde ha lämnat mig trots att jag bad honom att stanna. För att det är det enda barmhärtiga att göra i en sådan situation. Uppbrottet smärtar oavsett, men det totala lidandet blir mindre ju kortare relationen är. Jag tror att män gör så för att de är fega. De är rädda för att vara ensamma. Och priset de betalar för en relation är inte lika högt. Men offret för deras feghet är kvinnan.

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It reads: Instead of ending the relationship I thought I’d just neglect it. That way, I can suck you dry of your last love and not have to do anything myself. And also, I’ll avoid all the pesky feelings of breaking up. 

I don’t want anything I like to remind me of this post. I just don’t.

I blame the radio. I usually try to avoid track by track commentaries because they tend to be a painful listen, but since radio has been equally painful since one radio show host presented the well-informed opinion that we should eat bacon because it tastes good, I can’t stand radio either. And I just wanted to listen to someone talking.

Mistake. Clearly.

I ❤️ state monopoly

Sometimes I watch interviews with bands, such as this one:

And I think about how I miss state monopoly, how I love free healthcare and paying taxes.

And I try to ignore the flawed reasoning towards the end of this interview where women are described as a problem.

I expected more from you, I really did. But then I only have myself to blame. I should know better.

Note to self: at least stop watching old interviews.

Heavy

You know the fairly recent Linkin Park release Heavy?

The first time I heard this track was when Spotify started autoplaying my Release Radar playlist. Instant reaction:

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS MAKE IT STOP!!!

…how is this Linkin Park…?

Well apparently. They’re doing it on purpose. For this, or a similar, reaction. It’s how I interpret the bizillion interviews on the topic I’ve been watching on YouTube anyway.

You have to appreciate that. That they know that calling a track that is not heavy Heavy is going to upset people.

I think it’s funny.

Even if I’m one of the people who’s kinda upset. Which in itself is a contradiction. I like to think I like pop music. But I don’t really get what it is they’re doing on this track, and would prefer a heavier, or maybe more aggressive, production—not that I could tell you just how to measure heavy, and not that I particularly find that heavy music is better by default (to be perfectly clear: it is not). But still.

But you know, knowing the reasoning behind the track makes me appreciate it more. It makes me add it to my playlists.

I’m not really going anywhere with this. It’s just an observation. The hows and whys of your music choices.

A new favorite

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Get your notebooks out!

If you’ve ever felt like writing a memoir, model it after Roxane Gay’s memoir Hunger. It is the perfect memoir.

It’s my new favorite for sure.

It is brilliant for the following reasons:

It focuses on a theme. It’s not let’s tell everything, including the history of my ancestors. I hate memoirs/biographies that start out with my parents/grandparents were these people, from wherever. Hate it. Instead, she focuses on events relating to her body.

It’s a feminist work. Stating the obvious. Wouldn’t be brilliant if it wasn’t feminist.

It discusses ideas, connects it to her life and society in general. While I am very fond of learning details of people’s life just for the fun of it, this is just slightly more interesting.

The best ending ever. On par with Dirty Weekend. I’d fear Roxane if I were you. I love this lady.

Don’t get me wrong, it is a difficult read. Because it shows what a horrible world we live in. The beginning of the book especially is quite difficult to get through. I had to take it at bit at a time. But it’s oh so good. Is it too soon for a reread?

2 tips you’ve in no way asked for

ONE

If you’re interested in starting hand lettering, I’d recommend this here book:

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Hand Lettering: How It’s Done by Karin Luttenberg. Stumbled on it at the pen store, and it’s way better than the one I ordered after careful research.

It gives you tips on supplies, goes through the basics and provides inspiration; just what you need of you’re just getting started. It’s a great little book.

So that’s what I’ve been doing lately; filling a notebook with pieces of lyrics as a way to practice. Before using it in my bullet journal.

 

TWO

Clearly, my pen storage left something to be desired, so I tweaked my fabric basket recipe and came up with this:

Made to fit my current collection of pens, using a few scraps of fabric I had lying around, and a drawstring, one of the laces from a pair of boots I unfortunately had to part ways with, making it easy to pack up and thrown in a bag, which I have been doing.

So there you go. Two tips. That you probably don’t need.