Jennifer Page

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Karen O has been an official love of my life since the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s first album. There is no one better to look to for a classy, original example of what a lady rocker should be.

Always gentle in her brashness, feminine in her raunch and steady in her emotional upheaval, Karen O’s newest iteration—Crush Songs—is raw and beautiful, just like the lady herself. 

Good, old, rock’n’roll with some breezy vocals that don’t take themselves too seriously. I love the new album from The War on Drugs on the Secretly Canadian label. Do yourself a favor and revel in the ease of some guitars playing together to remind yourself that the universe is much bigger than you are.

Up Close series. From traveling to walking around my neighborhood, the textures and layers that naturally form over the years can be interpreted as larger tapestries and weavings by the mind’s eye. 

These are just a few of those textures that make up the world around me. 

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Afternoon reverie from my Brooklyn apartment. Found beauty in the falling down. Classic lines in thrown-together shapes. Clean ideas in the dirt. My every day views are a juxtaposed paradigm only known in our city. 

Afternoon reverie from my Brooklyn apartment. Found beauty in the falling down. Classic lines in thrown-together shapes. Clean ideas in the dirt. My every day views are a juxtaposed paradigm only known in our city. 

Bed-Stuy beauty of a sky. 

Bed-Stuy beauty of a sky. 

Lucy Michelle and the Velvet Lapelles have been on repeat this week. Their 2013 LP Heat is a fun, original mix of garage rock and romantic pop, just how I like it. 

I am obsessed with this chill cover of Jay Reatard’s Nightmares. Perfect for a lazy afternoon in August. Covers released this month have been on point from several bands. Check out an old UW-Madison friends’ band On An On and their new covers of Bjork and Cut Copy.

A few more from the ship graveyard on Staten Island, NY. Textures in older materials are amazing and the decay and overgrown nature of abandoned sites around New York City are some of the best places to study light and texture in our city. 

It’s a Strange Boys kind of day today. Cloudy summer days call for humid, growly garage rock music. Strange Boys have been around for awhile, but to less fanfare than other Austin bands who released albums around the same time. 

Take a listen and relish in the summer sounds with me. 

I visited an apocalyptic graveyard of sorts a couple of weeks ago with a good friend. Called the Ship Graveyard, it is in the far west side of Staten Island. Having never been to Staten Island or a ship graveyard, I was equal parts excited and apprehensive. 

The mini staycation was worth the long bus ride + bus ride + bus ride. Once we got to the centuries old graveyard at the “entrance” of the private yard, we could see rusted hulls of the ships that time forgot. Not needed anymore by their crews, these skeletons were stories high, probably nestled on top of each other from Hurricane Sandy.

Equal parts depressing and fascinating, the graveyard smelled of iron, burning rubber and rotten salt swamp. But, much like the decaying buildings of Detroit or the desolate valleys of the West, the more time I spent studying the details of each section of the shipyard made the rust and tar and vegetation taking over these once sturdy, working vessels beautiful. 

Even these return to the earth eventually. 

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Devin came on the scene a year or two ago in Brooklyn. I saw him at Bowery Ballroom and new he’d be my go-to when I was in the mood for some leather jackets and pomade tunes. 

He brings a lot of energy to his music and his shows. Definitely someone to keep on your playlist for the summer.

Was feeling nostalgic this morning walking around SoHo, which in the morning is all empty streets, steam from bakeries getting ready for the day and sunlight peaking through the original beatnik facades of lower Manhattan.
Started listening to some old-timey rock and roll immediately when I got to work to go along with my On the Waterfront viewing last night. Brando is it…

Was feeling nostalgic this morning walking around SoHo, which in the morning is all empty streets, steam from bakeries getting ready for the day and sunlight peaking through the original beatnik facades of lower Manhattan.

Started listening to some old-timey rock and roll immediately when I got to work to go along with my On the Waterfront viewing last night. Brando is it…

Prague needs no introduction or explanation. Reminiscing about my time there tonight.