Born in the Bronx of New York and raised in France, Vivian Maier spent her youth in Europe till the war was over. She returned to America in 1951. Often called "Mary Poppins" she nannied three young Gensburg boys. She was not famous in her day, and did not have many friends that we are aware of. Never the less she left over 100,000 undeveloped negatives.
These are some of her cameras
These are some of her works
Vivian Maier did what many, many, many, photographers fail to accomplish. She captured life and stories. Vivian Maier froze time with her camera. For more information visit the official website vivianmaier.com
Alex Brown Church; the strong jawed lead singer of Sea Wolf, formerly of Irving in 1998; he and his merry band of friends Lisa Fendeiander, Joyce Lee, Nathan Anderson, Joey Ficken, and Theodore Liscinski, have released a new album called Old World Romance. With all the reverb and story lyrics of former well known Sea Wolf songs such as "You're A Wolf", "Middle Distance Runner" and "Where The Wind Blows", their sound hasn't strayed too far.
Sea Wolf have upped their game, so to speak, with this new album Old World Romance. Even with more prevelant drumming from Joey Ficken as a refreshing change of pace, great vocals from Alex Church as usual, nice unexpected back up from Nathan Anderson, I am hoping to see Lisa Fendeiander vocalize soon. The band has great chemistry. Musically they bring variety to their songs. They build layers together nicely and everything fits and works well. Glad to see Joey Ficken has given himself more creative license with his percussion. Track 8 "Dear Fellow Traveler" is a good example of the new more experimental percussion.
All in all this a great album. It works really well. The band has come together to make another work of art. All the tracks are worth listening to. No "skippers" on this album so put it on and relax. Highly recommend going out and buying the album.
Do you ever find yourself crying?
and you don't know why.
I cry over what might have been.
I cry over words that makes sense at the time,
only to be later looked upon as "not that impressive."
I cry at how the world's grown so cold.
I cry for the old that never fulfilled their dreams.
I cry for people I'll never meet.
I find it hard to believe anyone could ever be happy.
I find it hard to believe that I could ever be happy.
After the things I've done,
people I've hurt.
Its hard to believe that my happiness could ever be constituted
Like a scar that never goes away
we try to cover it up and hide the truth
the truth that we're all monsters inside.
That none of us really care,
we say what we think others want us to say.
And we do good when its in our best interest to do so.
We hide behind a mask of our own fears.
We seek some truth and a deeper meaning to what happens around us.
Only to find more questions and less answers.
We all believe that we are worth as much as someone can tell us we are.
Because when we tell ourselves,
its like dancing to no music.
We compare ourselves daily to everyone around us.
We think we are better than so many people.
But we also think the worst of ourselves because its easy
And you,whoever is reading this your words mean just as much as mine.
Just as much as anyone who's ever written.
Just because you didn't say it out loud
doesn't mean you've never felt it.
That you've never lived it.
The truth is,
its not you.
Its everyone else who is crazy.
Hi, My name is Sam. This is my blog. I find my great urges to write are often quenched by the fact I have no one to write for or anything to write about. So I will share my thoughts on music life and art to anyone who cares.