"A friend told me recently I get too caught up in things. That caught me off guard. I scoffed and sputtered ‘No, I don’t!’ enough times until I almost believed it too. But I thought back to every time I pined after a boy, and the hoops I jumped through to get him to notice me. Some of it was definitely for the better—I started listening to The Decemberists the summer of 2007 because the boy I liked at the time once mentioned going to their concert. He started dating my best friend that summer, and broke up with her two years later but my love for that band will never die. Some of it was for the worst—I’ll never forget that trip to Target when I was 12 when I made my mom buy me a Sum 41 album because the very first boy I ever had a crush on listened to them. And this isn’t even touching on all the TV shows I watched (I put myself through six seasons of Dexter because a boy I once made out with posted a Facebook status about an episode) and books I read (an old crush is the reason I started reading Murakami) for the very same reasons.
Every time I did something like that I would vehemently deny the reasons why. I thought the idea of bending over backwards for a boy was absurd and I would never admit how willing I was to change myself to impress another. Because really, time and time again I would alter my taste to suit someone else and I had nothing to show for it but a vast music collection and a few new books in my library. I like to think maybe I’ve had the same effect on someone else. Maybe there’s someone out there who now adores Andrew Bird or Belle & Sebastian because they wanted to get closer to me. But would that make me fall for them? Shared interests does not equal attraction. Aha, there’s the kicker! I wish I’d known that when I was a teenager.”
I wrote an essay about the hell we put ourselves through for crushes for the most recent issue of The Miscreant. This issue features an interview with one of my favorite comedians, great playlists and as usual amazing artwork by Elizabeth. Check it out and I best be seeing some of your writing in the next issue!
Issue 46 of The Miscreant, featuring Eugene Mirman, is now available! Read, enjoy, and share here!
In this issue you will find: an interview with the great Eugene Mirman, Tori’s q&a with Psapp, Dan’s musings while grocery shopping and listening to Pat Benetar, Connor’s notes on The Chris Gethard Show, Ian’s list of his most meaningful moments in music, Quinn’s interview with the folks from Supermusicvision, Olivia’s ode to Lou Reed, photos from the Le Sigh zine release party, Will’s make out playlist, Cassandra’s thoughts on listening to music for crushes, Colleen’s favorite memories soundtracked, Rafael’s interview with a baby about what he thinks about music, Bella’s reminder of Lillix, and more!
Submissions for issue 47 of The Miscreant are due December 13. See the back of the issue for more submission details.
Ra Ra Riot at Terminal 5 on October 11th
I literally ran from work to Terminal 5 just in time to catch Ra Ra Riot’s set on the last leg of their tour. I’ve written essays and given video testimonial about how much Ra Ra Riot means to me. I’ve seen them in three different cities at three very pivotal moments in my life, and each time I’m never disappointed. I’m fortunate enough to have shared the Terminal 5 experience with close friends and roommates who love and appreciate their music as much as I do. Seeing them by myself last November was the cathartic experience I needed at that moment, but I never want to forget screaming “Can You Tell” with my roommate Jeanette, singing as though no one else could hear us.
What have you done to woo another?
I’m starting to write a short piece about the distances people go (myself included) to woo/court a person, or even get him/her to notice you. It could be as simple as listening to their favorite band, or as complicated as moving across the country. I’d like to know what you did, who you did it for, and what the end result was. Easy peasy.
I’ve had a few interesting writing opportunities since moving, but by far the most rewarding has been getting to interview Cayucas for The Miscreant. I first heard them when my Music and Media professor showed my class the video for “High School Lover” and I’ve been obsessed ever since. This was my first time interviewing a band, giving me a whole new kind of appreciation for music journalism. Check out the newest issue for the interview and all of the other amazing pieces.
(Not to mention Lizzy’s artwork, which is so good it’s UNREAL)
Dear misfits, Issue 44 of The Miscreant is now available! This issue features our friends Cayucas, and wonderful pieces by lovely and thoughtful writers. You can enjoy and share this issue here.
In this issue you can enjoy: Cassandra’s interview with Zach Yudin of Cayucas, Peter’s favorite pairings of music and cheese, Quinn’s favorite synch spots from Breaking Bad, Nick’s reflection on Riot Fest, Ben’s ode to David Wax Museum, Olivia’s introduction to punk rock, Caitlin’s love letter to Paul Simon, another excellent installment of Rafael’s tape picks, Tori’s songs for fall, Mary’s playlist for freshman year, Kyle’s rant on falling in love with horror film, Reina’s eulogy to band on indefinite hiatus, and much more!
This issue also marks a new chapter in Lizzy’s design technique. She’s now using three dimensional collages to create the covers of the zine. And they, clearly, look amazing.
The deadline for submissions for Issue 45, featuring Rubblebucket, is October 22.
The Decemberists - Sons & Daughters
I listened to this song a lot when I was 16, it was the favorite of someone who was incredibly important to me. I was in love, without knowing what that really meant. I had this amazing teacher and mentor, who imparted his enthusiasm for reading, writing, wit and whimsy on everyone he crossed paths with. I graduated high school and chose to study English and writing thanks to that one year in his classroom. He influenced so many of my interests, and made me into the reader, writer, and music nerd I am today. I found out this morning that he died, succumbing to throat cancer. I can’t thank him enough for everything he taught me and my peers. He is gone, but definitely not forgotten.
Rest in peace, Daniel Horyn. You will be missed.
I can’t get enough of new music, especially since moving out here. Thank god I have friends in high places who know all these great artists that I would love. While I was hiding in my bedroom, busy avoiding real life responsibilities, Jeanette sent me a video of PORTALS session with Mutual Benefit. I could feel my heart beat faster at the way he plucked his guitar and sounded like he was singing just to me. His sound recalls echos of Andrew Bird, one of the many loves of my life. It’s textured, genuine, and romantic, and I can’t wait for this record.
From the upcoming record Love’s Crushing Diamond
talk softly, walk slowly
info @ http://mutualbenefit.tumblr.com/post/56334992756/hello-above-is-advanced-falconry-the-first-song
Cayucas at Knitting Factory.
These boys were positively delightful. I introduced myself to the bassist and he said “Okay…”
These are some things that are happening
Did you know that I moved to Brooklyn? Did I mention that once, twice, maybe seven times in the first hour of us meeting?
Well, I took the plunge and I’m here. I spend my days slinging coffee and my nights completing my internship at that website no one has heard of. I go to shows when I can, explore the city on my bike, read by the water when I need to relax, and try to find outlets for my writing, and sometimes I feel like there aren’t enough hours in the day for me to do all that.
But I still write every day. When I saw Zadie Smith speak at SU last year, the one piece of advice I took away was “write every day,” no matter the medium. And so I do. I write little things. I write letters to people I don’t speak to anymore, I write analyses of the disjointed dreams I have at night, I write character ideas for that novel I may or may not write sometime in the future. I’ve been writing a lot about my last few months in Syracuse, because the more I think on it, the more I realize those were the most formative months of my entire college career.
So I write every day to make sure I don’t forget it all.
"My biggest fear and apprehension about moving here was not fitting in. I was worried I wouldn’t find my place here, that someone could just look at me and see "OUTSIDER" written across my forehead, that I would prove those naysayers correct and fail at everything I wanted to do and crawl back to Chicago with my tail between my legs. After that first night of singing, I knew that was less likely to happen. After each subsequent week of performing, I feel more and more like I’m finding a place for myself here.
I constantly crave human interaction—forging a connection with a stranger over a shared experience. I moved to New York understanding that I would get a lot less of that here than I did in Chicago or even Syracuse. This city is known for supposed rudeness, but I don’t see any of that on Tuesday nights. Instead I see a room full of people who are all there for the same reason, who will cheer for each seasoned karaoke singer and each nervous first-timer with the same enthusiasm and support.”
I wrote a little essay on how karaoke gave me a second home in this big scary city. Check out the latest issue of The Miscreant for that and a trillion other excellent pieces!
Check out the illustrations, an interview with ON AN ON, and many other wonderful submissions here: http://issuu.com/themiscreant/docs/the_miscreant_-_issue_43