Showing posts with label arctic monkeys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arctic monkeys. Show all posts

Monday, 16 June 2014

I Wrote A Hit Play

"Jordana Bevan's only major flaws are her sporadic bouts of eczema"
I saw Arcade Fire live at Earl's Court recently and it was so great; they played a Smiths cover ('London') while the keyboard player danced onstage with a holographic box on his head that showed a video of Morrissey's face. Then they played one of my favourite songs, Haiti, and a technicolour video of jungles and rainbow rivers played behind them. The whole thing was really really weird but I had such a fab time. 

Then I spent yesterday reading the Wes Anderson Collection, writing lots of penpal letters, reading The Catcher in The Rye and getting super excited because I was sent Peace's new single 'Money' today on vinyl and it was signed by Doug, Harrison, Sam and Dom. <3 peace and luv 4everandever <3

I also rewatched Rushmore, Amelie and Submarine this last week and I just love those films so so much. They have perfect soundtracks and very on-point characters not to mention the script <3 <3

I've been doing lots of art and weird stupid doodles recently although it's all pretty useless but it fills up my time when I should be revising and making art keeps me going so here are some scans~~ and I also made a mini-zine that is sort of about the fabbest internship ever that I am doing at this tip top London art gallery in summer (the gallery girl who works there recognised my Tracey Emin t-shirt on the first day and it was lovely).






















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"Deep Blue 1996"
Farewell friends and next time I write a post I will be free of all exams for 10 blissful weeks xoxo 

Wednesday, 25 September 2013

Aggravate the Ice Cream Man on Rainy Afternoons

 I'm trying to be summery and sunny but I've resorted to taking selfies in my bedroom while it rains...
For all of you lucky people who don't reside in the predictable United Kingdom, you will not be aware of the disgusting turn of weather we have been having this week. Last Sunday, exactly 7 days ago, I was wearing a skirt with no tights and I assure you, absolutely no shivering occurred, because the weather was lovely. Now, in such a short space of time, London has become a flood- it has been raining for about 3 days straight. 
(I am not pleased.)
But complaining is Britain's national sport, so if there was nothing to complain about: 1) All my small talk tips would go down the drain and 2) no one else would have anything to talk about either. So now with my rant behind me, I'll stop. 
(But seriously, British people don't actually have conversations, we just rant at eachother.)

But the rain is relevant to this post because it has drastically forced me to change my wardrobe, my daily routine and my music taste. 

1) Wardrobe 

Once again my heavenly mohair camel Topshop coat (see below) can be unearthed from the cupboard, to be worn at all times over any outfit, indoors and out. (Pyjamas included)
It is my favourite thing ever and I got it in winter last year. It might not keep the rain out but we have hoodies and umbrellas for that, which I will happily pile on as well.
WELLIES. My favourite things ever, I can now get my pink wellington boots out again and although, yes, they make me look like a total moron, I don't care, I love it.
Also, beanies and huge jumpers are so cosy (see Kate Winslet rocking the orange hoodie below) -I have infinite jumpers that I've been guiltily buying throughout summer which I can't wait to wear. 


2) Daily Routine 

Now admittedly, this title^ sounds like a GCSE language writing essay, but basically all I mean is that instead of walking round London in a cheerful, springy mood and sitting outside in the grass and going to the park, I have now declined into a repetitive routine of getting home from school, making two teas, pocketing a packet of biscuits and skulking upstairs to my dark, cave-like bedroom where I will retreat under a duvet and start a new tv series on Netflix, disregarding my homework. 
The happier side of Autumn means my favourite new tv seasons come out, the bugs all die, Halloween happens, and I can eat lots of toast and go camping with friends on the weekends. (Yes, we decide to go camping as soon as it gets cold.)

3)  Music

My music changes from Django Django, Girls, Beach House, Swim Deep, Grimes and The Beatles to Joy Division, Arctic Monkeys, Velvet Underground, The Smiths and all those types of bands, ya know.. Not exactly those precise bands but those kind of moods. 
At the moment, since Monday when AM, the new Arctic Monkeys album came out (I think it's their best album so far by the way so go have a listen) I have listened to nothing else. It hasn't got old for me, even though I've listened to it every day about twice round at least. My favourite songs are Knee Socks, No 1 Party Anthem and Arabella.

 


Wednesday, 24 July 2013

summer's here

I am loving summer right now- I've gone swimming in the Hampstead Heath ponds every morning, watched Ghost World for the first time (which made me want to record and draw a lot more), gone on a very successful shopping trip and relaxed in this really strange heatwave that Britain is having. Seriously, I don't understand why it's so hot, it was 5 degrees hotter than Greece yesterday to give you all some perspective #saywhaat
I'm currently working on making a huge playlist for when I go on holiday, and (as you may have already realized) I am a total organizing freak, so I've made lists of everything I'll need to bring with me and buy before because I can't stop myself.

 Shoes: new look, Sunglasses: brick lane stall, Jeans: etsy, Camera: car boot sale

I'm always redoing the pictures on my wall so I took some photos to show what it looks like right now. I love having all my favourite images and leaflets stuck up in one place because I can stare at them from my bed when I wake up. The pictures include several Morrissey/Smiths posters, Submarine themed postcards, polaroids and NME pages. It sums up a lot of my interests and obsessions and it feels like my own personal gallery.