I hope I make the list!
I think I would say the most influential person in my life thus far would be my mother. I sort of wish that I had something more interesting to say here (JFK! Lady Gaga!) but you can't deny the amount of time any child spends with a parent during formative years and the way that experience molds you. Sean, you of all people, as a dad, are probably the last person I need to explain that to. My mother has been an influence in watching her kind spirit, passion for knowledge, and selfless attitude. I'm also pretty sure that all the galleries she took me to and art supplies she gave me must have served some sort of formative role in my love of fine arts. However, I think watching her has also been influential in demonstrating what I DON'T want to with my life: I don't want to be a pushover, for example. I also think she and I share some of the same negative traits. We are both independent to the point whete we may neglect to ask for help even when we should. We are both also bad at verbalizing problems or dissatisfactions, and are more likely to internalize issues and let them brew inside us. I can't really point to one specific moment in time that was particularly influential or notable, but I do think her influence is pervasive in pretty much every aspect of me.
Worst: This is a tie between the cost of living (fuck $8 gallons of milk) and the experience of being genuinely racially discriminated against. Although I suppose in some weird way I would also count the discrimination factor as a good thing, because what better way to make white people less of jerks than to make them feel what it's like to be automatically disliked just because of what you look like.
What is your favorite sitcom from each decade, beginning with the 80's up to now? It doesn't have to be a live audience one (ie The Office or Scrubs) if you don't want.
What have you been/are you addicted to?
What is the weirdest movie you've ever seen?
What is your favorite stand up comedian and why?
My exhibit would be titled "Step Into The Void: The Architecture of Emptiness" and it would include a variety of post-modern and contemporary artists who have explored themes involving space, structure, removal and negation. The title is a play on the famous Yves Klein photograph titled Jump into The Void. I would include artists such as Michael Heizer, Richard Serra, Bruce Nauman and Fred Sandback. The three anchor works would be:
1. James Turrell, Roden Crater, 1979 - ongoing
2. Gordon Matta-Clark, Splitting, 1974
3. Rachel Whiteread, House, 1993
The festival would be relatively small, capped at 1200 audience members, and all attendees and bands would stay on-site. The lineup would be as follows:
The Vivian Girls
The Beach Boys
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Neutral Milk Hotel 4/9, The Knife 4/15, The Dandy Warhols 4/23, First Aid Kit 5/26, Parquet Courts 5/27, The Faint 6/1, Lady Gaga 6/3, Robyn/R÷yksopp 6/29, Sharon Van Etten 6/29, Deafheaven 7/2, Cloud Nothings 7/7
Knifechella 4/11-13&18-20, SDCC 7/24-27, Outside Kanye West Lands 8/8, Holy Ship! 1/3-6/2015
any fears/phobias? have you ever faced any of them?
if you could change your hair to any color (excluding your natural color), what would it be?
Courtney, I would attend both your art exhibition and your festival. I love Kona.
1 & 2. Mugwog/Goatchella: I'm sorry, but I honestly don't know the difference between these two. Their humor is a little bit too Beavis and Butthead for me, and I just think we are in very different parts of our lives in terms of interests and priorities.
3. SlowMotionApocalypse: I think this must just be a really effective alias for some regular having a good laugh.
4. bluemamba: I don't really know this guy at all, but I have to make it to #5 and I can't think of any sort of interactions I've had with bluemamba that have been positive.
5. NachoCat: I think that it's probably just that he's still young, but I can think of at least a couple times when NachoCat has been really ridiculously black and white and critical about personal stuff that's sort of touchy, and I find that kind of polar, My-Way-Is-The-Right-Way thinking to be really obnoxious.
Courtney, if you had five lifetimes as basically the same person and all the resources necessary to pursue them, what five occupations would you most like to try out? Conversely, what are the top five occupations that would make your life a total fucking nightmare? Try to be specific as opposed to like "retail" or "blue collar/white collar."
Unrelated, but I hope I get to redo this at one point because...a lot has changed since I did this in 2009.
I need to think of another good question, but all I can think of is asking you about food things in Hawaii and if you like/dislike them.
Kauai Kookies? (Specifically, guava macadamia nut. Those are my favs.)
I was just reading Coutney's answer and was really confused and then i reread the question and saw that it said "LEAST FAVORITE" and "MOST FAVORITE" and then I was like, "oh."
4/5/14 - Trentemoller - Fonda // 4/9/14 - The Knife - Fox Theater Pomona // 4/22/14 - Dillinger Escape Plane - Glasshouse// 5/23/14 - 5/26/14 Punk Rock Bowling - Las Vegas
5/28/14 - Elbow - Wiltern // 7/9/14 - Cloud Nothings - Roxy // 8/25/14 - Nine Inch Nails - Hollywood Bowl
Courtney, I actually have an etiquette question, but instead of re-bumping that thread to bug you, I'll just ask you here. A co-worker's adult brother passes away. You are on pleasant but entirely work-related terms with the co-worker, didn't know that he had a brother, and don't know the circumstances of the death. A third co-worker asks you to contribute $15 to purchase a "planter" for the grieving co-worker. Does proper etiquette require me to say yes to this (and other similar) requests?
I may be upset in part because $15 is a truly annoying amount of money: it is more than a nominal amount, but less than an amount which you can comfortably object to without appearing to looking cheap. It is also annoying because it will almost certainly require you to find change, or to have the other person make change for you.
Also, FWIW, I would unhesitatingly contribute a reasonable amount of money to recognize a co-worker grieving for a spouse, significant other, or child, even if I didn't know the co-worker or the circumstances.
I think NachoCat and Courtney are the same age, actually. Heh. Heh. Heh.
4/20: Godflesh, Cut Hands @ DNA Lounge
4/21: The Men @ Rickshaw Stop
4/26: Simian Mobile Disco, Earth @ Pappy and Harriet's
5/2-5/4: Austin Psych Fest @ Carson Creek Ranch
5/10: Joey Anderson @ TBA
5/17: Kishi Bashi @ GAMH
5/17: Move D b2b Optimo, Jackmaster, J.Phlip @ PW
5/21: Baths @ The Independent
5/30: The Decemberists @ The Crystal Ballroom
6/27: Fuck Buttons @ The Independent
6/28: Robyn & Royksopp @ Bill Graham
What does blood sausage taste like!?
Argh, stop saying "tendons".
-using lip balm
-this message board
-checking my e-mail
-pressing the snooze button
I guess the things that are perhaps less normal are that I absolutely HATE needles. I prefer having blood drawn to injections. I REALLY, REALLY HATE vaccinations. I can grin and bear it and get through it without breaking out in a cold sweat or running out of the room or something, but I definitely do tense up my muscles involuntarily and I can't look while it's happening. When I was around 10 years old, my family moved to Saudi Arabia and for some unknown reason thought it would be a good idea to take me in for all the required vaccinations at once -- all 16 of them -- so I had needles in both arms, both buttocks and both thighs. I'm pretty sure that's where my fear stems from.
I also can't stand packing, probably also due to moving around a lot against my wishes when I was growing up. Packing, either suitcases or boxes, makes me irrationally panicky. Even if I'm going on a trip for pleasure that I'm really looking forward to, I often delay packing until 45 minutes before I have to leave for the airport just because I can't bring myself to do it earlier because I hate it so much. Moving apartments is a pretty massive psychological exertion for me, and something I tend to self-medicate a lot to get through with alcohol and valium and stuff. It's not ideal, but you've got to do what you've got to do. I just moved out of my apartment at the end of May, in preparation for moving to Seattle next month, and I feel so much relief that all my stuff is in boxes and ready to go so hopefully I won't have to worry about that again for at least a couple of years.