lalophobic

2011-04-04T11:56:00.001-07:00

There is no palace of memories, no memories at all, just one moment, then the next, and then the next one.

2011-03-27T09:07:00.001-07:00

The only thing we know for certain is that things will change, sometimes in an instant.

2011-03-26T18:15:00.001-07:00

"with a man, you feel like you're being taken and you like it. With a boy, you feel like they're stealing something from you and you don't like it."

Q and S

2010-02-15T12:46:00.000-08:00

Worth a look.
http://www.quinnfordandscout.eu/

twilight

2009-11-20T10:31:00.000-08:00

Fringe Festival in Edinburgh, Scotland

2009-08-10T12:29:00.000-07:00

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2009-08-10T12:24:00.000-07:00

2009-08-10T12:21:00.000-07:00

2009-04-22T07:59:00.000-07:00

I Like:

Preppie
by Rocket Dog

Prevent the regret today

2009-02-11T18:51:00.000-08:00

My mom said one of the saddest things, but probably what a lot of American women can relate to:

"I spent my life counting calories."

Instead of dreaming of heartfelt goals and achieving them, she dedicated her spare time and energy thinking about food, counting calories, and making time for the gym. It's easy to get caught up in the "Athlete" portion of your life (obsession of your own body). Please don't be one of them. I need to try not to be.

I need to write down my goals. To validate them. To start acting them. Life isn't always a vacation. Hopefully, it can be what I DREAM it to be. DREAM. It's easy to believe that they are DREAMS for a reason--b/c dreams can't come true.- they aren't reality. they are an imagined place in your mind that does not exist in reality. let's prove this wrong!!!!!!!

Guess who?

2009-02-11T18:47:00.000-08:00

I moved out on my own when I was 15. I had a cabin not far from my dad’s. It had one room and no water, no plumbing, and I worked several jobs. I rode a horse 12 miles into town for work and left my horse at my aunt’s place (who lived close to town) then hitch-hiked the rest of the way in.

At 15 I applied to a fine arts school in Michigan, called Interlochen, and was accepted on a partial scholarship. I raised the rest of the money by doing my first solo show ever at the local high school in the auditorium. I had always backed my dad up, but this time I sang a variety of Cole Porter songs I loved, backed up by a friend who played piano. Local businesses donated items for me to auction off at intermission. My home town of Homer, Alaska raised $11,000 for me during that concert… all to help send me to school. I majored in classical voice and art and minored in dance and drama. I was 16 that year.

At spring break all kids had to leave the campus. But I couldn’t afford to get to Alaska, so I decided to learn 4 chords on the guitar (my dad had always played guitar, not me) and get on a train in Detroit to busk my way across the country. I made up lyrics about what I saw traveling. It took several days to sing my way across the country- earning my ticket money one street corner at a time when the train stopped.

I made it to San Diego and crossed the border into Tijuana and hitch-hiked to Cabo San Lucas. I carried a large skinning knife with me for protection in a scabbard on my belt. I earned enough money to get on a ferry and cross the Sea of Cortez and take trains through central Mexico. I stayed in youth hostels and ate by singing in restaurants in exchange for food. I ferried back to Cobo, and hitch hiked back to Tijuana, and trained back to Michigan to be back at school when it started up again. The whole time I wrote one song. A long song. My first song, about people I met and things I saw. The song was called “Who Will Save Your Soul”.

I was going to graduate high school a year early, because I was finished with my academics, but my senior year they gave me a full scholarship to return just to take all art classes- so I did! I fell in love with marble carving that year, and visual art became the focus of my senior year. I wrote songs in my free time.

I drifted after I graduated. No plans for college. Ended up in San Diego where I answered phones in a computer warehouse. My boss fired me because I wouldn’t sleep with him, and I ended up homeless for a year. I kept writing songs, and started singing in a local coffee shop called The Inner Change Cafe. I developed a loyal following. No one knew I was homeless. A radio station decided to put a bootleg of me on the air and a record label heard it. Soon after, a lot of limousines started pulling up and guys in suits came to watch me sing. There was a bidding war between several labels for me! I couldn’t believe it! I went with the label that didn’t want me to change and let me be a simple songwriter.

Against all odds my simple album went on to sell 12 million copies!

My grandmother Ruth was alive to see me succeed. She called me to her one day, and with a shaky voice she told me that she gave up all her dreams of being an opera singer, and a poet, because she believed if her future family had any chance of success, it would be in a free country. She had a high German-Swiss accent and looking into her green eyes was like looking into a mirror. We looked so similar. She patted my leg with her delicate fingers, and said that it was worth giving up her artistic dreams, to see the dreams for her family come true. The fact that I made it as I writer and a singer meant so much to her.

So, this is me. I have been blessed to experience some amazing things in my life. I sang at the Vatican for Pope John Paul. I toured and got to sing with Bob Dylan. I sang with BB King in England, and again in the White House for President Clinton. I got to be on Merle Haggard's album of 1 Hits. I have sold more records than a songwriter ought to.

But these are just things, (exciting things!) because more than anything, I am my father's daughter. He taught me to love horses and hard work and music. I am the beneficiary of my grandparents’ pioneer spirit and vision. I still work every day to maintain the things I believe in and care about and to uphold the proud pioneer spirit of my family.

My life has exceeded any expectation I ever held for myself. I never thought a storyteller in today’s day and age would be able to go so far. It is because I have had passionate fans that demanded and let labels and stations know they care about my kind of music. You have all helped make my dream come true. And the dreams of Ruth and Yule Kilcher.

You guessed right-- Jewel Kilcher. Amazing and inspiring.

2009-01-21T19:47:00.000-08:00

<3 href="http://www.tomsshoes.com">wrap boots that I wrote about earlier, which means that a child in South Africa also got a pair of shoes! I fear that they look kinda funny over pants, so I must wait til spring to unleash them. I got the black pair because they are more versatile, but the red make such a statement! They also make the entire ensemble. Woah. I also just noticed that the model in this picture is wearing a gold tie necklace. I have two, but they are made out of pearls...I should unleash them as well... just need the right outfit. Maybe I will get the J. Crew Spandex deep-V tee after all. I always do appreciate the masculine/feminine twist. Very sexy. Hard to pull off when you have boobs though.. :/ :p

I visited my sister today at the hospital. She is having some rough mental times. The thing I love about her is though, no matter the circumstances, I can always get a good giggle out of her. She was in jail for larsony and then sent to the psych unit. She experienced a manic episode, said her psychologists. She does not remember much of this. What she does remember though, is Elvis. While locked up she sang to herself ..."Ah-anlalbfl at the county jail- buh duh duh (air guitar)." We danced and giggled to thought of her acting "crazy" in jail, dancing and singing. :^)

2008-12-30T11:02:00.000-08:00

style icons

2008-12-23T11:53:00.000-08:00

the quiets that no one knows

2008-12-20T09:29:00.000-08:00

sometimes i forget that there are lives alternate to ours
not the individuals, but the classifications
you must decide the life you want to lead
is it validated by quantity or quality
i have tried quantity, it's never enough
it may feel so on a satisfying shallowness
it can assume an identity but never be

i look at two ladies
one with a small designer bag, both dressed in shades of dark
well-kept and rule abiding
they indulge in their second breakfast of the day

i have no desire to surround myself
just to see and be
tired of waiting, forgetting who i am
the quiet commenter needs a pause for interjection

time proves to be trying, testing
observant to a fault
deadly comorbidities lead us into manifested depths

sometimes i forget that there are lives alternate to ours
but they are all that is visible
because that's all they want to be

the lives that no one knows
are kept in satisfaction
morning kitchens speckled
with muted books and spoken memory resurrections

we all don't want to be the star
my loud red-orange nails whisper something different

You'll never know how much they love you ...until you leave

2008-12-08T20:14:00.000-08:00

I've been blessed with a life that is filled with love
even when it's not all connected
loving leaves full and bright in every direction

tears of gratitude stream down my window pane
sweeping the weathered wood
glistening gently, smirking with content

each day will bring a new challenge
and try to fill you with forget
the strength of your branches
to bend and break, they pose a threat

your softness will fake a front
and turn them away

unjustified and full of pride
i will miss you

What do you do with the days?

2008-11-29T21:25:00.000-08:00

what do you do with the days
when you don't know what to do
can't hide from the past
but you look away fast

what do you do with the days

when he pulls you close and pushes away

the way he says "stay, stay"

swiftly changes, leading you astray

what are you to do
tellin' yourself it's not you
reminders that it all will go away
sticky notes every other page
sayin' it's all gonna be okay

what do you do with the days

when you know tomorrow won't come?

'cause it's all been done

how can there be another one?

-Kelly Pitlosh

Inspirations

2008-11-24T12:12:00.000-08:00

dreams

Sufjan has a way with words and melodies and me.

2008-11-19T12:16:00.000-08:00

I would suggest you to watch these videos, if you were to ask for a suggestion...

Sufjan has a way with words and melodies and me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otx49Ko3fxw&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGEMx3TKxNc&feature=related

DoubleCrossed.ca | Daily Photoblog by Canadian Photographer, Artist, Tanja-Tiziana // mixed media.

2008-10-06T21:14:00.000-07:00

DoubleCrossed.ca Daily Photoblog by Canadian Photographer, Artist, Tanja-Tiziana // mixed media.

I shouldn't have left you without a dope beat to step to.

2008-07-26T18:15:00.000-07:00

why put a new address on the same old loneliness
when breathing just passes the time
until we all just get old and die
now, talking's just a waste of breath and living's just a waste of death
and why put a new address on the same old loneliness
and this is you and me and me and you
until we've got nothing left

who would have thought FOB would be so wise?

This is what I am passionate about.

2008-07-23T14:24:00.001-07:00

Don't speak to me about anything else.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq4ychrRkQA

hairapy

2008-07-22T01:30:00.000-07:00

I like her hair color!

<<<< I like this color too!

I like these bangs

you and i both (edited to my liking)

2008-06-24T08:09:00.000-07:00

Was it you who spoke the words

that things would happen but not to me?

All things are gonna happen naturally

Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in lines

And the bright light turns to night

Oh, until the dawn it brings

Another day to sing about the magic

See I'm all about them words

Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words

Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words.

More words than I had ever heard, and I feel so alive

And with this silence brings a moral story

More importantly evolving is the glory of a (girl)

I'll remember everything you sang

Well I'm almost finally, finally

Out of words

(He's pretty geniusy)

2008-06-19T13:55:00.000-07:00

I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some