There are a lot of expectations in there! And while many of them are true, many others are just hype. Sorry 'bout it. But you guys have no idea what I'm talking about so let me give you some highlights, some thoughts, and then (of course) an inevitable Clara playlist. Yay! (Pictures will precede their description)
1. Welcome Week was a bitch. Let's just be honest, that was a lot of forced merriment and practically none of the people I met during it stuck. Except for like 4 glimmering exceptions. And with those four people I have explored most of lower Manhattan on foot, seen movies at the IFC, been commandeered by a troop of sassy musical actors, had many a bloody foot or blister, and a number of other illicit activities.
2. Freaked out. You know you've all had at least one. Except that I'm in Manhattan and there is literally no place where you are alone. EVER. So I often find myself freakin' in the middle of Washington Square or at this little corner park in the West Village next to some crazy guy with an odor.
3. Met my people, or at least the people I want to be hanging out with within the next few weeks. They are all at WNYU. And I am applying for a show that would focus on NW indie and folk music. Though, I may broaden the scope to indie and folk in general because it's way more sustainable. Anyways, the people at the station are so interesting and have such eclectic styles, and one of the looks like Josh Tacke. Like a lot. It sorta creeped me out.
4. Fun NYC weekends have happened. In fact, I was at a hookah bar in the Village on Saturday night and Aziz Ansari was performing across the street! Crazytown. Conveniently enough, the Village is loaded with $1 pizza places for long nights of partying. Munchies anyone? Just kidding...I've not needed those...
5. Icona Pop!!! Soooo good! So fun. Such a weird crowd. It was at a club called Santos Party House and it was packed with one of the most eclectic groups of people I've ever seen. There were super grungy guys, and uber trendy hipster gals, and older men in business suits, and sassy gay boys...if you can think of a type, they were there. Welcome to NYC. Also--I want to be the Asian one. She's fucking cool. Excuse my French. Fat lady crush.
6. Oh yeah--by the way I take classes. Seven of them. With two Recitations. Fun fact: NYU is hardcore. But I find myself in the happy position of feeling ready for the workload and the content. I guess I might be smart or a good student or something :p Also I love class. Especially my program director. That woman is the shit.
Alrighty lovely people I love you all and miss you so much that it has manifested in physical illness.
But I know I'll see you all sooner than I know it. Now have some music I've been listening to since I got here.
Arkansas by Damien Jurado
Black Dog by Kelli Schaeffer
Manners by Icona Pop
A Minor Place by Bonnie 'Prince' Billy
Minor Swing by Django Reinhardt
Mama How Far I've Come by Laura Marling
Fitzpleasure by Alt-J
Would That Not Be Nice by Divine Fits
Five Seconds by Twin Shadow
Doomsday by Elvis Perkins in Dearland
2 Trees by Foals
California Waiting by Kings of Leon (Don't judge me...also this is the version without screaming)
Last Night by Niki and the Dove
Girls by Royal Headache
Every Morning by Sugar Ray
Letter Divine by Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin
Pretend You Love Me by Sonny & the Sunsets
Money by The Drums
Close My Eyes by Vespers
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