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i heard these two songs on the radio the other morning:
tunic (song for karen) by sonic youth
so. central station by REM

it was that kind of day. but it in between i heard some rocking 70s tune. i can't remember what it was. but it rocked and the lyrics were something about guys getting women. i think that was a mega-theme in 70s rock. and i had an idea of kim gordon + 70s rock... you know, transforming 70s rock by having a band that is comprised of tough women singing these silly 70s rock jams. okay, the first step is practicing on my argentinian acoustic beauty.

it's not like anyone is reading...

but hot damn, i was inspired by this:

here is why it is bothersome to make art with conviction... or to do anything with conviction

this makes me want to get up every morning and work on my dissertation for six hours straight and then spend the evenings learning how to play my silly little argentinian hand-me-down acoustic guitar and when i'm not doing that, i want to be designing the alpaca sweater that i have been trying to make for myself for a while now or writing poetry that i've been working on in my head...

we all have our own version of stage fright... or at least most of us do. i can relate so much to what ryan has to say recently, with this sort of re-birth that he has been going through (at least as he has been expressing it in his blog). i am inspired to sit and write down my own version of this... my own testimonial to myself about my convictions as an academic, as a linguist, as a woman, as a knitter, as a guitarist...

thanks ryan. i really appreciate you putting yourself out there. your vulnerability is amazing... it sparkles and mystifies me.