<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788</id><updated>2011-10-26T10:33:59.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linden.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788.post-6239300098038548436</id><published>2011-10-26T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:33:59.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Mercy.</title><content type='html'>I've spent more money on St. Vincent in the past week than I have any other artist all year, even &lt;a href="boniver.org"&gt;Bon Iver&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. and I went down to &lt;a href="http://waterloorecords.com/"&gt;Waterloo&lt;/a&gt; last weekend, where I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Strange-Mercy/dp/B005JG2YRW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319650119&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Strange Mercy&lt;/a&gt; on vinyl. We played it on the turntable, and I was instantly in love. So much so that the next day, I went and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvrNeAHYDcY/Tqg_VB1E6jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BJVoWvQ2XfE/s1600/cover-homepage_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvrNeAHYDcY/Tqg_VB1E6jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BJVoWvQ2XfE/s320/cover-homepage_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667849761546627634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought the actual CD. I couldn't not have it on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;We all remember &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Actor-Amazon-Exclusive/dp/B0025YTBHW/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319650119&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Actor&lt;/a&gt; (2009), St. Vincent's sophomore album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsLfITxp72Y/TqhCRCp82JI/AAAAAAAAAMM/V9A2yHIMiHY/s1600/51RkU6BtKIL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsLfITxp72Y/TqhCRCp82JI/AAAAAAAAAMM/V9A2yHIMiHY/s320/51RkU6BtKIL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667852991583803538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it a lot too, but Strange Mercy blows it out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;Strange Mercy is more calm and collected, and shows a raw side of Annie Clark that Actor and Marry Me (2008) didn't even begin to cover. Clark's use of gritty guitar parts takes unsuspecting songs from demure to down and dirty real fast. "Neutered Fruit" is a prime example. For the most part, the song is floaty and dream-like, but the guitar lends the song a sudden ferocity. So, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should really go pick up this album. It's completely worth the money. Hell, I bought the CD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8431017085429070788-6239300098038548436?l=lindseypearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/6239300098038548436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/strange-mercy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/6239300098038548436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/6239300098038548436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/strange-mercy.html' title='Strange Mercy.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvrNeAHYDcY/Tqg_VB1E6jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BJVoWvQ2XfE/s72-c/cover-homepage_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788.post-5664620933984121214</id><published>2011-10-22T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:10:02.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Things have been going nicely, minus tiny personal conflicts here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having trouble understanding why people say the things they say, and do the things they do. I could never imagine saying some of the things that have been said to me to anyone, and all over trivial matters. Things that should be talked about, without any yelling. Then again, I'm not prone to yelling. I'm calm in crazy situations, and take control. Others don't seem to be capable of that, and I sometimes have difficulty not viewing that as a fault. I'm trying to be better. I have not purposely tried to hurt someone with my words for a long, long time. I wish people could just do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, things are good. I've been working on my Halloween costume for about a week now; I'll be a gypsy by force (thanks to work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I'm loving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iainmckell.iainmckell.com/#1254051/The-New-Gypsies"&gt;Iain Mckell&lt;/a&gt; and his gypsies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8S2381yig8c/TqXF95NT6BI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fULuM0pbQkE/s1600/Final-cover-McKell-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8S2381yig8c/TqXF95NT6BI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fULuM0pbQkE/s320/Final-cover-McKell-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667153373234980882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KrmxavLIRM"&gt;Bon Iver&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Itt0rALeHE8"&gt;St. Vincent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WzORRh6lzg4"&gt;Beirut&lt;/a&gt;, and... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSeNSzJ2-Jw"&gt;Skrillex&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A little dubstep never hurt anyone, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8431017085429070788-5664620933984121214?l=lindseypearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/5664620933984121214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/5664620933984121214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/5664620933984121214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/lately.html' title='Lately.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8S2381yig8c/TqXF95NT6BI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fULuM0pbQkE/s72-c/Final-cover-McKell-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788.post-3149994371511115374</id><published>2011-10-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:17:38.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; these past few days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have been spent wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've explored caves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been spoiled (rather horribly),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662761017730686946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e55eVBMjY5s/TpYrJJ3EX-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/d9vIjsPtC6w/s320/le%2Bpetit%2Bprince.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i've been reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Petit-Prince-Publisher-Harcourt-language/dp/B004NL1ELQ/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1318463699&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Le Petit Prince&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to this new gentleman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who may be around &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do you know that feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when someone is so familiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know you must have been together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a previous life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess we'll see what happens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but something tells me this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is something &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8431017085429070788-3149994371511115374?l=lindseypearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/3149994371511115374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/lazy-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/3149994371511115374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/3149994371511115374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/10/lazy-fall.html' title='lazy fall.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e55eVBMjY5s/TpYrJJ3EX-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/d9vIjsPtC6w/s72-c/le%2Bpetit%2Bprince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788.post-8801432541478622831</id><published>2011-09-19T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:34:57.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right This Second.</title><content type='html'>I should be asleep, mostly because I'm getting up in a little over six hours to drive to Austin and pick up my (soon to no longer be) boyfriend from the airport. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm preparing to make a change; I'm tired of my kindness being taken advantage of and under appreciated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finally working on music I've always talked about making.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm listening to an odd mix of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KrmxavLIRM"&gt;Bon Iver&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYjC77nW51w"&gt;David Ramirez&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n05xWQLYPOI&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;Greg Laswell&lt;/a&gt;, and old &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nd-A-iiPoLg&amp;amp;ob=av2n"&gt;Iron and Wine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping for rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8431017085429070788-8801432541478622831?l=lindseypearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/8801432541478622831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-this-second.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/8801432541478622831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/8801432541478622831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-this-second.html' title='Right This Second.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431017085429070788.post-8533515962050154311</id><published>2011-09-19T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:24:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh.</title><content type='html'>This has to be the third or fourth time I've re-invented myself on the internet. I don't really know what I'm going for, or if I even have an objective. I just have thoughts, and this will become my external storage unit for them so my mind won't be so crowded all the time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like music and I love people. I go to school to study their habits and behaviors. I have a house in an empty little town, complete with a cat or two. I like nature and believe in souls and afterlife. I have an odd appreciation for facial hair on men and I love to cook. So here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8431017085429070788-8533515962050154311?l=lindseypearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/feeds/8533515962050154311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/09/fresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/8533515962050154311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8431017085429070788/posts/default/8533515962050154311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseypearce.blogspot.com/2011/09/fresh.html' title='Fresh.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13828948374746094615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21O0W20xnHo/Tngmx4TCa_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bsyYoQUDXbk/s220/coolest%2Bpicture%2Bever.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
