I love the earth-shattering vocal and instrumental power that female musicians exude while still maintaining specific femininity in their own right. It seems a little silly to categorize and rank what limited knowledge I have and claim it as comprehensive. However, it would be a blatant lie to say this list of artists hasn’t been marinating in my head over the years.
HAIM plays at Phoenix’s Crescent Ballroom in October.
1.) Lykke Li – Lykke Li is a Swedish indie rocker who dabbles in pop and electronic from song to song. Her melodic voice maintains an edgy aggression that initially caught me off guard, but I now find it positively soothing. There’s an almost uncomfortable sincerity in her lyrics that tackles everything from irrevocable sorrow in “Sadness is a Blessing” to raw sexuality in “Get Some.” Who am I kidding? I just want to be her.
January 23, 2014 at 3:35 pm
In my junior year of high school, I had the privilege of going to Japan for two weeks complete with airfare, housing and transportation, to participate in the Kizuna (bond) Project in June of 2012. Maybe it’s a bit of a cliché, but even though it was only for two weeks, it was one of the most unforgettable experiences of my life and actually guided me into choosing a major.
First off, the Kizuna (Bond) Project is a program designed as a short-term exchange program between Japan and North America, run by the Japanese government, for international students to understand the Great East Japan Earthquake of March 2011. From my high school, about 23 students were chosen to attend the trip based on our Japanese language skills, academic success and other factors; We were then placed into the Miyagi Group.
Memorial in the Tohoku region.
As soon as we arrived, we settled into our hotel and went off to see a lecture with the rest of the program the next day. In that same day, we left our luggage and packed a small bag, leaving Tokyo for Sendai City in the Miyagi Prefecture by bullet train. That was an experience in itself. The train rushed to Sendai and in a few hours we had traveled over 200 miles.
January 23, 2014 at 3:23 pm
As humans, we make mistakes. We can be proponents of pain and suffering, but we also have the capacity to instill hope and incite joy. The desire for a second chance, for a way to correct a wrongdoing is something that every person has felt.
Expectations come with the label of college student. Society reasons away our mistakes as us being young and free. I’m glad that we are granted that learning curve, but the strain of our college experience is often what makes most of us do the stupid things.
I don’t even want to count how many conversations I’ve had with friends about my own idiotic behavior. These conversations basically go like this:
January 22, 2014 at 10:41 am
PREHISTORIC ART (30,000 B.C. – c. 400 A.D.)
January 22, 2014 at 10:26 am
The magic of writing, literature and creativity is that we are able to create worlds far beyond the scope of what we can see and what we have experienced.
Some of the most popular books of all time center around dystopian societies — fictional and imperfect worlds. These worlds are so mysterious and I can only admire the authors that decide to take the journey of creating a whole new society filled with things that frighten and confuse.
January 22, 2014 at 10:19 am
Hello, fellow word and sound junkies. My name is Isabelle. I’m a second semester senior who’s motivated enough to create this blog, but you can’t count on me to get dressed up for class or complete any extra credit. Those days are long gone. Originally from Wisconsin (the cold state near Canada), I study journalism and English literature and intern for Gannet’s Phoenix Design Studio at the Arizona Republic. When time permits, I enjoy fondling things such as yoga, coffee, art, literature, travel, craft beer and food. You could say I’m a big proponent of music too.
I guess I come from a musical family. My mom is a piano teacher and my dad plays instruments in bands that range from rock ’n’ roll to swing and everything in between. The instruments span from electric guitar to accordion. A familiar hum of piano in our living room and guitar in our basement will forever provide the soundtrack to my childhood memories. That being said, the only music I “play” streams from my iTunes library.
January 21, 2014 at 12:00 pm
Asian culture has been a part of my life since I was born; Being Asian myself, how could it not be? However, I had very little interest in it when I was younger. When my mother would take me to practicing Buddhist temples, I would sit on a chair and play with my brother while she knelt and prayed for good luck and good fortune. As for my father, I made only a small attempt to communicate with him, much less to learn Vietnamese.
I didn’t care or notice anything about Asia with the exception of the food (rice was, and still is, a necessary staple in my life.) Asian culture had never crossed my mind. There were times when I wanted to be an astronaut, a paleontologist, a web designer, a psychologist and a doctor, but I hadn’t had much experience with cultures outside of American culture.
It wasn’t until high school when I caught wind of Asian pop culture and the languages that accompanied it that I finally became interested in Asian studies. Pop culture has always attracted me, but I’d never thought of foreign pop culture. From then on, from studying Japanese to visiting Japan itself, I had finally immersed myself in a culture that I became surprisingly comfortable with, despite my disinterest in the past.
January 21, 2014 at 12:00 am
A common phrase at the end of every first date ever, but now I get to gratuitously use it on my blog because I’m talking about myself.
In reality, I’m not one to say such things. I generally twitch my eyebrows at the cutie who decided I was okay to woo and do some awkward flailing.
Some find it endearing, and others not so much.
January 20, 2014 at 10:16 am
Right now, I’m in the middle of four books: “The Book Thief” by Markus Zusak, “Divergent” by Veronica Roth, “Tell the Wolves I’m Home” by Carol Rifka Brunt, and the Bible.
Literally speaking (see what I did there?), this is the usual. Over winter break, I had an eye-opening conversation with one of my dearest friends about reading. We discussed how as we get older and have more responsibilities, there are two states of reading: being in the middle of a book or dropping it completely.
January 20, 2014 at 10:10 am
My name is Monique Tran. I am a traveler. I am thinker. I am an AIESECer. But I’m also just a sophomore at Arizona State University studying economics and global studies. However, don’t be fooled. You won’t be finding anything about the recent economic downturn or coup d’état in this blog. Instead…
Welcome to StART: the place to start when you want to find more find more about art. I am no artist, by any means, and I don’t claim to be. However, I am an art enthusiast. After taking my first art history class I was hooked and I’ve never looked back. This is where my motivations lie for writing this blog. Art keeps me sane in a world of supply and demand curves. It helps me balance the overthrow of one dictator in favor of another morally corrupt puppet. Or as Thomas Merton said, “Art enables us to find ourselves and to lose ourselves at the same time.” StART will be a reprieve from the insanity we call life.
January 20, 2014 at 10:04 am