Back to the old neighborhood.

Hey internet, let’s keep this between us, but for my birthday I figured it would be fun to go back to my old neighborhood, hunt down the house i lived in til I turned 6, and take pictures.

I showed them to my dad, who told me that I had the wrong address. We actually lived in the house ACROSS the street. Lulz. Nothing’s gonna change my lulz for you.
I also visited my old school. I was a Catholic schoolgirl at some point!

Anyway, happy birthday to me.

20 Questions: Patis Tesoro

Patis Tesoro’s card says “Environmentalist”, representing a brand that deals with a different kind of fashion consciousness. Tesoro is more about community service than social obligations, the kind of woman who values craftsmanship and honesty before mindless consumption. She is a far cry from the Hermes-toting matronas that line the aisles at fashion shows and flutter about at high society balls. “We have to evaluate what’s most important to us as humans. I’m looking forward to that day when we all have to slow down.”

Slowing down is just what we did with Tesoro on one Tuesday afternoon. After a hectic day filling customer orders, she sat down with us over coffee and sunshine and talked about her true passions, jejem0nics, and her life in a parallel universe as an organic farmer.
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Wilderness Hearts

The Vancouver Indie Music Scene—Where B.C. Does Not Stand for “Blame Canada”

Montreal has long made its mark on the hipster map and Toronto has earned its well-deserved Indie cred via the critical successes of bands like Metric and Broken Social Scene. Go west, and the byproducts of a community built on logging and blue collar work become more obvious through the presence of more beards, more brawn, more Bryan Adams, and less fedoras and tight jeans.

While the East Coast has always been home to acts who craft grand statements of white collar existential angst (a clear example of which would be Montreal based Pitchfork darlings The Arcade Fire), the West Coast has constantly been associated with that rough-and-tumble sound borne of the gold rush and the unforgiving terrain. The West inspired Johnny Cash to write “Folsom Prison Blues”. The West is where Bob Dylan came of age and revisited Highway 61.

Thus, it is easy to place British Columbia natives The New Pornographers, a Vancouver-based Indie rock collective formed by solo artist A.C. Newman and Destroyer frontman Dan Bejar, within this same lyrical and melodic landscape, despite the obvious geographic differences between California and British Columbia. The collective’s most recent release is 2010’s Together, a title that serves as a not so subtle nod to the collaborative, D.I.Y. spirit associated with the Indie genre. Canada’s music scene may thrive through the efforts of labels like Arts and Crafts, known for getting the more experimental of the Indie set to the mainstream; yet The New Pornographers have fastidiously stuck it out with the classic rock and pop structures with which they’ve spent more than a decade perfecting their sound.

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