teenage_geese raze if natasha lyonne before the drugs was the girl next door, only she lived attached to a farm halfway across the city instead of next door, and the farm was not an incidental thing but hers, a farm she tended to, and she had chickens and rabbits there, it might be a bit like this. there's something earthy and disarming about her. earthy as in close to the earth and of it, not earthy as in vulgar. she's the kind of person who sees a squirrel hit the ground when the branch it's standing on breaks loose from the tree it's fused to as a delayed_storm reaction and walks over to make sure no lasting harm was done to the animal. were we geese, we'd have to get reverse hunting licenses, she says. i'd be an awkward teenage goose, but no more awkward than i am now. she sings best when she smiles, and she smiles a lot. 140618 ... raze her voice reminds me of someone sometimes. i was trying to figure out who it was, and then it hit me. neko case. we were talking about sleep. she said she lulls herself to dreamland by reading boring books. i thought a book about the history of toothpicks might fit the bill, though in all honesty i might find a thing like that interesting. she has a friend who's really into foxes, who she wants to bring over next time to be a part of things. this, after the introduction of a hypothetical pop-up book, is how we arrived at minty toothpicks in fox costumes, which needs to be the title of something. 140715 ... raze her album hits the world in a little over a week. the artwork is perfect. very her. "cat & cormorant", it's called. on the cover the bird is standing with its wings spread, head thrown back as if making an announcement, and the cat seems to be staring at you and saying, "this is what i have to deal with," without using words to say it. 160322 what's it to you? who go blather from