If you don’t know what manic is, like I didn’t and so many others don’t, manic or mania is madness, an excitement of sort, sometimes a feeling of euphoria or irritability. When you are manic, you could go days without sleep…. and then the qualm hits. Continue reading “A descent into madness”
Tamar Smithers of the Community Folk Art Center in Syracuse talks about how music saved her as child growing up in New York City. Continue reading “We Are The Music Man (Part 2)”
We review all five Oscar nominees for Best Documentary. Continue reading “The five best documentary Oscar nominees for 2014 in review”
By Tom Magnarelli SYRACUSE (Cusetonight) – The nonprofit Redhouse Arts Center partnered with the Hillside Agency and Community Folk Art Center in Syracuse for their production of “The Music Man.” Students from the Syracuse City School District got to work with local and professional actors. Continue reading “Watch: We Are The Music Man, Part 1”
*also the title of my next porn release
Songkran: sǒŋ.krāːn Thai New Year celebration that marks the end of the dry season in April. The three day festival is celebrated by throwing shit tons of water at everyone anywhere on the street regardless of age, gender, clothing or any other possible discriminating factor except pregnancy and monkhood.
By Risa Chu THAILAND (If It’s There, I’ll Do It) – After a full day of enduring wooden butt I was ready to stretch my legs, walk the streets and start celebrating Songkran. Instead, I ended up getting back on the bitch seat with the stranger from the train and going for a tour of the countryside of Mae Rim, a town an hour or so away from Chiang Mai. On the 6 hour scooter ride, we got lost in farming villages, tried to identify mystery fruits, and saw elephants, and monkeys and cocks – oh my! Continue reading “Monkey Boners in Mae Rim* and Songkran in Chiang Mai”
By Cat Sudue WORCESTER, MA (Categories with Cat) – Being a child to no father is one of the harshest criticisms I’ve ever given myself. And in order for me to be unearthed and shine as bright as the brightest diamond, I’m dealing with the concept of being in the depth of intense heat and pressure. Continue reading “An Unresolved Resolution”