naomiland

somewhere, someone is blogging

my friend james is writing a blog so i felt like i needed to write a blog, too.
i feel guilty and lazy when i think about the fact that somewhere, someone is blogging, and it isn't me.
thing is, there are people blogging all over the world, all the time.
people are twittering and zanneling and blogging and fucking and...i'm off topic.
and then i start to feel bad because i know my blog won't be as good as james' blog.
see, he's blogging because he actually has something to blog about.
also, he's really mean, so his blogs are more fun to read.
i'm guilt-blogging.
just wanna keep up.
nothing to say.
not really.
just don't want to be lazy.

here are some things i've experienced in my recent past:

i went to nyc and had a fantastic time.

this drawing represents my first night in NYC, but i'm not going to tell you why.
my friend james will, because he's way more mean than i am.
so you can go find his blog if you want to be entertained.
read mine if you just want to be confused.

i played a show at joe's pub and met some awesome people, some of whom i have corresponded with online for the last couple of years. it was neat.

i also played the yahoo! billboard ad week showcase at the nokia theater in times square and it was super cool.  i played with three guys - friends of my friend jeremiah - and they totally kicked ass.

here's a photo from sound check. (it's very exciting, as sound check photos tend to be.)

a funny girl group played after me that night.
they were 12 years old and looked like three little jonbenet ramseys.
for that reason, they kinda creeped me out.

my brother and i spent a few hours in ABC carpets on broadway and 19th.
that's one of my favorite shops in the whole entire world and someday i might be able to afford to buy a pillowcase or a soap dish.
i mention this store in the updated liner notes of the re-issue of my 2002 CD, which will be available mid-october. (are you paying attention??)

here's a photo of me and my brother sam, surrounded by high end home furnishings:

i went with my friend james to howard stern's studios and got a super cool tour from richard christy.

richard showed us one of the funniest videos i've seen in a long long time:

A VERY FUNNY VIDEO

then he offered to let me ride the sybian machine,  and i politely declined.
(no photo, sorry)

we went to the san gennaro fest in little italy, which was the bane of my existence back when i lived on mulberry street.

i like gelato.

finally, here is a photo from the airport in NYC, waiting for my flight, smiling and looking happy, pretending to be thinking about something other than my plane free-falling from the sky and what those final few moments of life would feel like:

i have some other things to tell you.
i'll do it another time, in another blog.
did you catch the CD release thing?
ya - mid-october - the demo CD which started it all.
i've been embarrassed of it for the past 6 years but finally let my friend arlan talk me into re-releasing it.
why?
because i am going to fund my next album with the money i make from selling off pieces of my humiliating past! including old recordings of the first songs i wrote!
yay!

and now....it's almost rosh hashanah!
new year's eve for my people.
on rosh hashanah it's customary to eat apples dipped in honey - a symbol of the sweet new year to come.
i will celebrate by eating raw shellfish with some pornographers.

happy new year!
i hope it's a sweet one.
xox
terra

something fun courtesy of ezra... and thanks to our next potential US president's stupid way of naming her dumb children.

sorry!
i just can't help myself.
i.
fucking.
hate.
her.

but this is fun:
YOUR NAME IF SARAH PALIN WERE YOUR MOTHER (GOD FORBID)

i would be "speck backfire palin."

thank goodness my parents were smart hippies rather than stupid creationists.

the title of this blog is anyone's guess.

so i'm on myspace, trying to write a one-line update to describe my feelings this morning.
i settle on "can't believe 2001 was 7 years ago" without much thought, and then it's time to choose a descriptive word to capture my mood.

the list is long - everything from "sad" to "contemplative" to "insignificant" to "jedi" (whatever that truly means is anyone's guess) and every word has a corresponding animated smiley face emoticon.

i choose "thoughtful" and get a little yellow winking smiley. totally inappropriate for my "remembering september 11th" state of mind. why do they force these smileys on us? i want to be thoughtful or contemplative or grateful or pensive without looking like i'm mocking the sentiment.
"i'm feeling 'thoughtful' wink wink!! ;)"
even "neutral" has a smiley face. can't my little yellow guy just exist without emotion? why must he emote?
it is simply his nature. and nothing i say will ever change him.

i think i've written some pretty sad blogs on september 11ths of the past.
but i'm pretty much feeling the opposite of sad today, so i'll just acknowledge the date and move along to something else.
if you feel like reading something sad or thought-provoking or contemplative, check out one of my september 11th blogs from another year.
like this one: 

A SAD SEPTEMBER 11TH BLOG FROM 2006.
back when i was miserable and the date served as a perfect vehicle for my mood.

i started a blog yesterday and it looked like this:

just in case you think you are my friend on facebook because you have been corresponding with me through the page below....

this is NOT ME!

if you would like to be my friend on facebook, go to this address:

OFFICIAL TERRA NAOMI FACEBOOK PAGE

it's really strange to think that someone has created a facebook page in my name and is pretending to be me and actually accepting friend requests and corresponding with people i know.
it really freaks me out.
whoever you are - you freak - stop it right now.

OK
now that we've settled that....

IF YOU ARE IN NYC ON SEPT 21, COME SEE ME AT JOE'S PUB!!!
it's my first nyc performance in over 2 years.
and my first time playing at joe's pub.

***
that's what i wrote yesterday.
it kind of looks like i'm inviting the freaky facebook impostor to my joe's pub gig.
that was not my intention.

today i'm thinking about this song i wrote and recorded recently.
it sounds fucking amazing.
i'm sorry for the unbridled passion, but i'm really excited.

and i'm excited about going to nyc in just over a week!

and i'm excited about this:
DECLARE YOURSELF!

and so many other things which i cannot talk about at the moment.

i'm working silently and trying to keep my big mouth shut, and i don't know if i can accurately express the level of difficulty involved in that exercise.
it's hard.
especially when i'm caffeinated.
but i will not talk about things i'm not allowed to talk about.
nope.
ok.

with non-hippy-bullshit-free-love to you all,
xox
terra