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Gender Lenses: Pinterest


I recently recreated my myspace account. You can visit it at:



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The Text:
I am a man of social media. I have had Xanga, Myspace, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, LinkedIn,
Instagram, and other various blogs, but never thought there could be a social
media network that could be so gender specific. When I first opened my Pinterest
account, I didn’t expect to see an unending feed of crafts and wedding

And at first I didn’t. I was following the posts and accounts of respected media magazines or
individuals, and had several of my own. I saw new ways of making pinhole
cameras, new photographic processes, fonts, and tips for graphic design,
advertising, and marketing. A lot of my Pinterest favorites were unique art and
architecture. One of the best I found was a skyscraper designed to be a
“vertical forest,” for modern developments in environmental arts. I saw hundreds
of mash-up paintings about superheroes in various situations or family movies
made into horror films.

I opened my account in the middle of the spring semester of 2012 as an experiment into a new
social media trend. I thought that my account would be a great way to find and
appreciate new and relatively unknown art and graphic design. It would be
different from other sites because it would act as a sort of visual Twitter,
liking and “retweeting” images that I find particularly educational or
inspirational. Several of my other male social media savvy friends had accounts
(now deleted), so it seemed appropriate that I should as well.

Eventually, it became more and more difficult to find posts that I truly cared about. While I
appreciate the newly identified purpose of Pinterest, I only have one critique.
Where is the man’s social media and should there be one? All I know is that I am
on the verge of closing a social media account for good, which hasn’t truly
happened since I left Myspace.


Vitamin String Quartet Playlist

I apologize for my long spreads without writing. I just wanted to ask you a riddle. What is better than classical music and my favorite songs combined?



The moral of the story is: Nothing.

Hopefully I can find some time to write more meaningful thoughts or reviews later. I’m sorry for the month-long delay.

Songs About Eyes

So I’ve always been a really big fan of eyes and am a passionate about the cliche “eyes are the windows to the soul”. A lot of my personal writings and drawings play with eyes. I decided to share some of my favorite songs about them with you. I hope they are some of your favorites too.


Supplement: Christmas Music Out of Season

While my favorite music and Christmas music tended to be stuff my peers did not listen to, some of my favorite Christmas music to this day are on the wonderful Christmas album: A Very Veggie Christmas. Every year, my family would take a road trip to visit our extended family. At the time, my sister was not born yet, so my two younger brothers and I would pile into our Expedition in our pajamas and sitting in our seats wrapped in sleeping bags. My parents would choose all the music, and typically it was classic rock—except one album. Now, not a Christmas goes by that I do not listen to it.

While visiting home this Christmas after my study abroad to Brazil, I found the CD crammed in a cupboard and had to pull it out. I threw it on into the player, turned out the lights, laid and the couch, and was in ecstasy. My sister comes in and asks what the music is, but not before the rest of my entire family comes in and starts reminiscing. By the time it gets to Junior singing his version of “Away in a Manger” with his mom, my entire family is crying.

The moral of this supplement is: It’s not the food, presents, or even lack of school that gets me excited for Christmas. It’s driving around and looking at Christmas lights with my family in our old Expedition, listening that beat up CD.

Christmas Music Out of Season

Ever since I was a child, my favorite thing about church was the songs. They were always fun to sing, and sounded beautiful. I never understood the theology behind them but over time, I started to understand the musicology and music theory behind them.

As I grew older, I started to have issues with the church and the hypocrisies within it, never realizing my own. You see, I always told people that I didn’t like classical music or anything like it. After innumerable music classes, performances, and projects I understood at last that all the church music I loved was considered classical or based upon classical music. The examples are endless.

One thing that I knew was that I hated Christmas music. Well, at least I would tell people that until I really thought about it. See, I was never really a fan of “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” or others similar. If you were to ask my favorite Christmas music at age 7, it would be the same as now.

My absolute favorite Christmas song, to the point where I have chills thinking about it, is “O Holy Night”, followed immediately by “Do You Hear What I Hear?”

The lyrics paint a great image, really presenting itself to the face of our souls. The melodies are catchy, but not to the point where you are angry for singing them. The best part is that if I catch myself humming these tunes, my day actually brightens a little. Anytime these songs are covered, I have to play them over and over—while giving me a much deeper respect to the musician who can do it well.

The moral of the story is: It is these songs that make me really understand why people get so excited about Christmas in July. I love them to the point where I listen to them even when it isn’t the “Christmas season”.

“Truly He taught us to love one another/ His law is love and His gospel is peace.”

And it is this line that makes me really and truly see how beautiful the world is.

The Glass Child

The Glass Child is a new breakthrough artist touring with Tiger Lilly. After listening to this wonderful, relatively unknown artist, I just want to “Tell the World” that you should give this wonderful Swedish musician a listen.

She was another wonderful Twitter find for me. I was interested to find a band called The Glass Child following me. The name is enchanting; there has always been a fascination with glass in our world.

What I immediately realized is that her name is not another one of those cool and hip sounding band names that have no meaning at all. The Glass Child is a really enlightening label for this emotional and personal songwriting style. I feel like, when I listen to Ms. Charlotte Eriksson, I know everything about her.

What I was truly surprised at was that for a dark singer-songwriter, with obviously deep routed issues, her music did not make me feel like I was listening to another cliché musician. What was also nice was that because her music is darker, there is not just sadness, but also anger, and even hope.

The moral of the story is: I’ll probably end up posting more about her in the future. There is too much to say.


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(p.s. I apologize, this was written very quickly before I left the building after work)

The History Teachers

When I was in high school, I knew a couple of really hilarious guys. These two were best friends and extremely smart. For a class, they decided it would be cool to create a rap about Abraham Lincoln and went on to make more afterwards.

That was when I first realized that music can help people learn, even if they aren’t a student of music.

There is a song that my brothers and I listened to growing up, called “Istanbul (Not Constantinople)”. We loved it. I’m sure that between the three of us, that song was played over a thousand times. It never occurred to me until Seth and Duncan that I could learn from music.

My friends have long drifted apart and stopped writing music; but, what really saddens me is that I have been a music major for 4 years and have not yet written a comedic and historical song. There have been numerous tests that would have been more rewarding, had I simply written a song to study.

Luckily, I recently discovered The History Teachers.

What The History Teachers have done is to make authentic sounding and looking visual aids for study, that can also be listened to for pleasure. Their songs are hilarious, witty, and informative. My favorite to date has been “The Odyssey”, cleverly put to the tune of “Across the Universe” by The Beatles.

This blend of literature, history, and music is very inspiring to me. Hopefully they will keep putting out these wonderful songs to inspire future generations of students to learn. All I know is that, when I have children, I will have them listen to The History Teachers.

The moral of the story is: TO LEARN MORE, VISIT

TEEPEE (The Band)

Teepee’s first single Time Meant Nothing put my life on pause for a wonderful four minutes. This song begins with a small drone and some humming, pulling me away from my computer screen and into the deep. As Erix S. Laurent’s lyrics entered with, “The deeper, the deeper he digs/ the longer he’ll take to quit/ the younger, the younger he dies/ the longer she will cry,” I felt a ghost of all great things before me walking over my body.

I moved on to watching the video on YouTube and could not have been more impressed with how beautiful their performance was. YouTube went on to suggest another song of theirs entitled Let’s Go All The Way. Again, I was moved. At first, I almost regretted it because it seemed like I had listened to their only good song. I couldn’t let Teepee be another of my one-hit-wonder bands. It was noisier and faster, but eventually moved into a nice noise-rock contrast of its slow deep predecessor.

It truly upsets me that more people do not know about Teepee. The worst part about it is that I almost wouldn’t have known about them if I hadn’t decided to look through all my DMs on Twitter to find something to listen to.

The moral of the story is: come on into the Teepee and see what it’s all about. You won’t regret it.


Another Earth and the Saw Lady

Having a Watchlist on IMDB is really hard for me. Currently, I have over 50 movies or television shows that I NEED to watch. If I see I trailer that I love, unquestionably, it goes on my watchlist. Most of the time, I end up losing interest in them before I even give them a chance.

One movie in particular has been needling at me for the past year.

When my friend and I went to Hastings to rent a movie, I had no intention of renting Another Earth. We browsed the store for over 30 minutes trying to find a movie. Some of the other movies on my watchlist were already rented, and when I became exasperated that there were no movies to rent, this beautiful movie caught my eye.

Within 5 minutes, I was hooked. The opening scene and the title credits set the mood for a very visual, thought provoking movie. But the thing that made me speechless by the time the movie was over was not the amazing performances, visuals, or dialogue– but the music.

As a music major, I am designed to hear music everywhere and in the world around me. I am so trained into analyzing and critiquing that sometimes the music gets away from me.

There was nothing that I can trash about this soundtrack.

One scene in particular really moved me. Its a scene where the lead male (a composer) takes the lead female to the university stage and pulls out a saw. What was he going to do? I knew that people played the musical saw, but it is still a rare phenomenon.

That piece of the soundtrack with the musical saw was so beautiful that if I had not already enjoyed the movie, I would have been in love at that point.

Eventually the movie ended, and my excitement faded, and I went online to post what I had thought on Twitter. The next morning, I signed on to find a DM from a profile titled “The Saw Lady“.

Most of the time, DMs are stupid and have no appeal to me. Everyone is trying to push something on to me, have me give feedback, follow on Facebook, and it gets annoying. I had something stir in me, and decided to check her profile out.


I spent over an hour watching, rewatching, and researching her. All I can tell you is that I am in love with the saw.

The moral of this story is: I was dumbfounded. Maybe all those people were actually good, and I had never given them a chance. Maybe not. But I will read every direct message if it leads me to these hidden jewels.

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First Things First

Welcome to my blog.

I decided to create this blog after being inspired by my activity on Twitter. I know that might sound lame. I have been using Twitter to post about what I’ve been reading or watching in the world, but I realized that I have more to say. After reading a fantastic blog ( I decided it was about time to start my own.

Anyway, this won’t just be about music. You’ll get the chance to read about movies that I liked (or didn’t), books, and various entertainment.

All I hope is that you find this blog entertaining.

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