Friday, April 21

Silent Hill in a Noisy Theatre...

...you know you live in a city when....

You don't know your neighbors.

Ain't it true? When you live in a small town and your nearest neighbor is 2 miles away, you still know everything about that person, but when you live in a city with your nearest neighbor 10 feet away, you don't even know the person's name. I suppose I like it that way, that's why I live in a city..but in a strange happenstance, we met our neighbor where he works (video game store). He knocked on the door yesterday and gave us 2 free passes to see Silent Hill. Was GOOD! Not a good movie, it was good because it was like the video game and that's how it should be.

But man, it was crowded. You can read more here about our experiences with annoying people in the theatre.

Tuesday, April 4

Fame and punk rock..

Ooo, so I'm famous...in my own mind, maybe...

I did a google search of me, well actually "Natalie Marsh Calgary" was the search I did, and I'm the first few hits. It's fun to do that. I did that before I was married a "Natalie Zorn" search and I only had one hit and it was me...only it wasn't. I was quoted in the Michigan Daily, the U of MI student newspaper as saying a quote about a class I was taking...only I never said the quote. I was never interviewed by anyone about my practical botany class and I don't remember saying what they said I said. Well, my friend mentioned to me a few days ago that I had said a nice quote.

"Quote? What quote?"

So I did the search and came up with me saying a quote about a mural contest I judged a few weeks ago. Only, once again, I didn't say that. It's a nice quote, but I didn't say it. Maybe I said something to that effect, but not that quote exactly. When is it ok to quote someone in a newspaper? Do reporters/writers have to say "I'm going to quote you on that?" Do I have to start saying every sentence with "this is off the record, ok?"

It's just weird to have the google hits in my lifetime BOTH be me quoting saying something I didn't.

But the other hits were my about my artwork being featured on my friend's CD. That's good press and valid, at least.

Last weekend, Steve and I hit up an old-school punk rock show and what a show it was. When I left I was sweaty! deaf! and had funk all over my Converse! It reminded me of going to dirty Detroit parties and coming home with socklines on my legs from the dirt my phat pantz kicked up. I have to say that I *heart* punk shows for more reasons than the music. Even though it looks like a rough, tattooed, pierced, mohawked, scary crowd to the outsider, most punks are quite nice, politically aware of human rights, and generally mindful of the human race.

For example, you fall down in a mosh pit? 10 big dudes pick you in a one second flat! You get the wrong guy mad and he wants to fight? You have 10 big punk dudes, holding you back and chillin' you out. The music is political to the point of just being rational. Like the Iraq war was wrong and Bush was/is an idiot, or recycle muthafuckas and hug the Earth, or legalize marijuana, or the death penalty is wrong, etc. You know, basic human rights...don't kill people and treat resources and others with respect. I like how punks have a bad rep of being evil and wrong because most people considered "punk" (can never speak for a group as a whole) have quite nice, friendly dispositions.

The show made me happy.