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I always encounter a certain amount of trepidation when it comes to live reviews. I have resigned myself to the idea that if I do not like what I am listening to, I simply do not say anything, and that mindset is a direct result of an editor once telling me that I could not…
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I used to have a feature on my blog where I would write reflections of things that I have observed in specific spaces of time. This observation is one from my perspective as a student for the last six years. My father asked me today what I wanted to do when I was done with…
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Tornado word thought bubbles surround me dense and compacted depth Kenyon’s OtherwiseFrost’s The Road Not Taken Whitman’s Song of Myself Offer an orator’s optic advance of glances throughout the ages of man intrinsic in nature explode the ornery tempest before a path that yearns for consequential exchanges dipped in cold water alterations provoke the proclivity…
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I am so EXCITED to share with you my interview with Lesley-Ann Jones; I requested this interview not only because I adore an underdog story, but also because, as both a music business student and a poet, I am deeply fascinated by the concepts of minutiae and veracity. I also understand, from a legal standpoint,…
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Ok, so here we go, hit play on this link and listen while you read! RiverPerformed by: KinvaraWritten by: Joni MitchellProduced by: Nigel JenkinsSource: Eve Music Ltd. Kinvara’s version of River is haunting, like wandering through a winter landscape where nothing can be fixed and the only choice is to quietly slip away. The track…
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You will note as you read this review that the tracks start with a mellow vibe, then transition to a harder edge. There is something about music that drips into the veins of our identity and morphs into a myriad of responses. It is fascinating how there are now so many tracks that can be…
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Rania: “Hi Anna, I’m absolutely thrilled to have you here with me today, I am looking forward to diving down the rabbit hole with you. Let’s begin with my first question: how did you first discover the double bass, and what made you stay with it?“ Anna: “It was really by chance. At my school,…
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It’s Saturday night, I don’t have the time to sacrifice on preambles as I have two assignments due tomorrow at 11:59 p.m., and a lot of work. I would much rather focus on the music of this review. The songs selected will coat you with a powerful cornucopia of human emotion which spans a few…
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I had the pleasure of speaking to Singer/Songwriter Kinvara, who incidentally released her take on the classic track I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing today. We discuss a myriad of subjects from Kinvara’s love of various art media, how to cry properly in a theatrical environment, the importance of art on identity, and a…
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Join me as I take a deep dive down the rabbit hole with singer-songwriter Lauren Stewart in this candid and colourful instalment of Data Girl’s Rabbit Hole. From an origin in the music industry that would turn most people’s hair grey, to reaching the pinnacle of what it means to be a songwriter—this conversation explores…
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Drip, drip, drip, warm salty liquid falls off the peak of a cheek weaponised affection fake accolades of praise proven to rest as faux gauntlets that offer queries of affection that never existed Sunbursts iridescence sunken sorrow an ache which spreads through the complete circumference of a ceramic bowl the sound of shattered pieces bits…
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I’ve been putting off writing this article, which should have been completed a month ago, because of the sheer energy it took to finish an Honours Undergraduate Degree in Behavioural Science over the past four years. From the start of the 2025 winter academic term, I posted a series of weekly poems chronicling the emotional…
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Over the past four years, I’ve been working toward an undergraduate degree in Behavioural Science, which I completed this month. I mention this because music played a crucial role in helping me succeed and remain focused. Lyrics, melodies, intention, and identity all matter deeply to me, which is why I’m extremely selective about what I…
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Superficial Paradise by Maiasaura—OK, seriously, stay buckled when you listen. This song will take you on a path that induces a cardiac event in the best possible way. Maiasaura engages in crisp, clean, and punctuated notes, with numerous pivots that leave you guessing where the track will go next. With superimposed vocals over high-octane music,…
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I don’t think anyone has time to waste on a superfluous intro, so let’s dive right in. Welcome to Data Girl’s Rabbit Hole first review of 2025. Please note that reviews will be written every fourth Friday of the month. If you have something reviewed, email it to datagirlsrabbithole@gmail.com. Now… let the musical games begin!…
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HAPPY RELEASE DAY Girls Just Wanna! I am so overjoyed to share my interview with April Rose of Maiasaura. Happy listening everyone. Oh, and when you are done check out Girls Just Wanna on all digital platforms today.
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Every writer wants to scribe magnificent content. However, most writing is found discarded or forgotten. There was a mentality ages ago that printed press would be utilized to line birdcage, papermache, or to wrap fish and chips. Although some words remained seared in the mind, the tactile artifacts are obliterated; there is the odd scrapbook…
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Here is a little fun fact, I once reviewed music and literally compared it to the sound of nails being dragged on a chalkboard. I was advised by my editor at the time, that I CANNOT say that and perhaps it may be better to offer constructive feedback as opposed to going for the jugular…
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I remember my first conversation with Author Georgia Melaris, immediately I was drawn to Daniela once I read the synopsis. I will be the first to admit that I a hopeless romantic, I had so much fun reading Daniela and sharing my thoughts in real time with Georgia. I would screen shot the page and…
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Life affords important difficult conversations which grew from horrible human atrocities throughout time. Infinite blood has been spilt all over the globe. Kevin Zoldan shares his thoughts on his comic noir Kitty Bordello, which takes place in Berlin; based on a true story of coercion, resilience, and femininity. Comics evolved to share dark themes; the…
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In the interest of full disclosure, I find it ironic to share that my very first credit card was indeed a Star Trek MasterCard. It had the coolest image of the Enterprise on it. My love of all things Sci-Fi spawned from a tender age. There is some thing about exploration of the galaxies that…
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I don’t know about you, when I was thirteen, I occupied a STRONG desire to run away from home, to the hills of Switzerland, to scribe poetry with my trusted steed. No, not an actual animal, my stallion would have been mechanical in nature, with numerous keys and ink tape, yes, a typewriter of sorts.…
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In the second semester of my first year, of my undergraduate degree in Behavioural Science we had been given very specific case studies that needed to be completed. I still remember, for my Chaining Assignment, I opted to teach a pseudo client how to prepare a sandwich; not just any sandwich, a butter, peanut butter,…
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Forged internal doubts where numerous universal signs coexist peacefully chimaeras with the potentiality to be exposed overthought under appreciated weighted with a “heart shaped noose (Awakening Autumn, 2023).” “Do you? (Gabrielli, 2021).” understand, long fingers grasp at my collar bone Grim Reaper, oh I forgot to mention the fingers are not fleshy skeletal dry bone…
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Each human that I interact with during these interviews, strengthens, and restores my faith in humanity. Artist Samantha Gabrielle, is BEYOND a fire cracker, this human at such a tender age has endured so much and came out on the other side of it a more solidified being who reigns tenacity. It is no secret…
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Innate talent reveals inner corners places considered to be drastically inhabitable climate beckons growth in the direction toward tenacity Clouds reveal secrets as they clearwords written with silver cloud metal disappear into the strata forever bound in truth Our Earth has bizarre in the most delectable way human beings whose gifts forged in solace and…
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It is quite remarkable how the universe really twists and turns to manifest things that were meant to be. This interview with Laura Westcott has been literally in the works for the last two years. I am not unfamiliar to Laura, I fell in love with her voice the moment I heard her perform Metamorphosis,…
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See this: “stick”? See this: “______” This ______ has been drawn profoundly to separate the Earth into cracks That’s where my ______ is solidly composed determined to be a truer human Epistemological critical thought festers in its honest innocence pomegranate tears stain an ache Severe in nature tsunami that D.E.M.A.N.D.S. it not be fucked with…
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The creative process is one that truly does require a certain amount of focus irregardless of the media that is being explored? Focus and quiet space is essential (Messenger notification) Imagine, a songwriter with the EXTREME ability to weave tales (Messenger notification) Of very personal & intimate lyrics (Messenger notification) Think of the process for…
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Yada yada, even if you stick your toe in the same spot geographically, you’re still stepping into a different stream than from before Remarkable how individuals are formed and molded based on experience of which part of a foot entered a stream physicality highlights a optic perspective — the water wears on the ensconced A…
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I will be the first person to admit, that when it comes to the passage of time and a desire to wait for something riddles me with a high amount of burnable energy — until my query has been responded to. What I am discussing of course is my incessant need and desire to want…
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I am so excited to share with you all the cutest interview ever. As a teen/young adult, I had a nice little collection of Beanie Babies; now I only have Bananas, and Smooch. I have found these tiny creatures to bring so much joy to individuals around the world. I had no idea that the…
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So, it looks like Cemented Ink! release days will be Saturday’s throughout the Spring and Summer. Now, I have a total feast for the soul, my interview with Renaissance Woman Lakeisha Jones. I remember the first time that I saw Lakeisha Jones recite her poetry from Voices in Her Head; I was in complete awe…
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As International Poetry Month comes to an end, I was thinking about my writing style and how my reviews don’t read like others. That was the moment I realised my world’s, I have worked so hard to keep apart CRASHED into each other. Pieces of myself scattered all over in a fashion that is conducive…
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I was in the middle of my second term, of my second year, of my Honours Bachelor Behavioural Science degree when the lovely April Rose Gabrielli slipped a little music into my DM’s. The moment I hit play, I was completely hooked on Awakening Autumn’s, Break My Teeth, so much so that my very first…
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The moment you press play, you are going to discover that I have paired with Melaris in Print’s, Writer’s Quill; with an initiative to interview their writers. I am so overjoyed to share with you today my incredibly powerful interview with Jason Cook. I have to admit, dialogues from my podcasts are amongst my favourite…
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Aristotle’s theory of potentiality and actuality is one that could hunt the most bravest of souls I was never meant to play the role of either judge, jury, executioner or even bounty hunter I am meant for a station of balance to understand that occurrences in life exist to see the ugly bile riddled verity…
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Morsels of silver lined soul flesh perfect to devour a potential to level up pain brings with it a new lens endurance, resilience, and just enough fear to keep one brave Poets are creatures, chimeras really we can envision worlds in picoseconds and comprehend balance sadness renders, not in the capacity one would contemplate knots…
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I have chirped endlessly of Val’s artistic genius, and believe me when I tell you this is not me being kind at all. With each drawing inception by Val, I am more and more convinced that I would love a little apartment in her imaginarium. What she produces, is beyond fantastical, Val has the capacity…
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Anyone who has spent time on my blog is very aware of my fondness for April Rose Gabrielli’s compositions, and tenacious undertones cast throughout everything she creates. Which happens to also be applicable to Song Production, April Rose Gabrielli and her partner Jacob Adam Kulick founded The Pear; currently, offering services for musical artists in…
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I am overjoyed to announce that I will be releasing 6 books on March 31, 2023, 3 new book releases and 3 second edition printings with Melaris In Print, Writer’s Quill. The new offerings which include Trajectory, a poetry book that explores being pushed to the limit in the truest comprehension of one’s personal understanding…
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Poke Your World Bubble by Cherokee RoseGrowing up in a world where there has become a way to experience everything easily through technology, and learn about many things, is very beneficial. I have always wanted to travel the world to experience many different cultures and try styles of food that I wouldn’t have here. I…
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A woman has desires and wants. A woman can be any colour and any sexuality. Women come in any form you could think of. Short, tall, round or thin. She could have an hourglass figure, or no shape at all. Though every woman is different, they all have one thing in common. They are all…
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I was on the bus this morning working on my forthcoming book Trajectory, when I felt the sun on my face; for a moment this overwhelming wave of gratitude overpowered me with an overwhelming wave of gratitude. This week, my entire team came together to support International Women’s Day 2023.Val, I appreciate you never thinking…
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As our Quill Fated Scribe Luke Young is male, I’ve invited his incredibly talented wife Loralie Young to contribute to our International Women’s Day celebration with a few words on resiliency and women. Loralie beautifully illustrated reflection highlights women as a historical underdog who as a collective have alway endured relentlessly. Being a woman has…
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You’ve been preparing your whole life for this, whether you knew it or not, a time after puberty and young womanhood; a time that would one day become your “second Spring”- and whether you realized it or not, the decisions you would make as a child, young adult, and well in womanhood, would all come…
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I have to be honest, when I first read this piece by Sonja I was so immensely overjoyed with its synchronicity as lately I have genuinely truly wanted to dance significantly more. The manner in which my body just wants to move upon hearing a beat, especially if the music is fusion. Why, is it…
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For day 2 of our Quill Fated Scribe International Women’s Day Celebration, I have a beautiful excerpt from Liz Lugo’s book Between My Sheets currently available in Spanish Entre Mis Sábanas: Una Guía Espiritual para la Aceptación, Validez, y Libertad on Amazon. This delicious morsel of expression below highlights that Liz is not afraid to…
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I had thought long and hard how I wanted to format Data Girl’s Rabbit Hole, my character, like my musical tastes has always been everything at once. There is no better place to get lost inside of music than to simply engross yourself in the moment the notes, clefs, rest, and bar lines ensconce the…
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Welcome to the first of our Quill Fated Scribes International Women’s Day 2023 special presentation. This interview was seriously a long time coming, I fell in love with Val’s body of work the moment that I laid eyes on her pieces. I still remember how we met, I believe I was introduced to her work…
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During my single digit years, I naturally gravitated toward one of my favourite things, dare I say one of the two great loves of my life. My affection for singing began at a VERY young age, being able to sing, to unleash all the crazy high, long, and loud notes did not come easily. There…
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Perception vs reality a bunch of garbage spouted from the mouths of individuals who are clueless to the point a brain might be improved from a bunch of bricksupon the top of the head Don’t get me wrong I genuinely comprehend the breakdown of how acquired brain injury impacts the mind from the moment a…
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Did you know? Did you know, when we took those photographs together that you would break me? Did you know, when you asked specific questions while we were in that photo booth would be a catalyst to thought? Did you know, when you took me in a half hazard form of passion — I would…
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I stared at myself in the middle of the mallThe flashes and artificial clicks weren’t able to distract me enoughFrom the feeling of doom resting in the pit of my bellyIt grew to encompass an awareness of talons easing into my shoulderThe longer I sat the less able to leave I becameBut still the machines…
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Hmm… It was a slow drip from the surface Winding it’s way towards catacombs and caverns below A stalactite formation representing real conflicts Coagulating beneath tank treads and bullet casings Where the earth sopped it up Drinking it in like glass after glass of wine Lubricating and freeing the tongue for ecstasy Driving libidos onwards…
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I just can’tThere are certain phrases, and words, in the lexicon of a poet that are not always used for the best of intentions. A myriad, no, true infinite plethora of words available at any moment. Possessed phrases, possessed words, possessed to the nth degree. When the word otherwise is brought toward me, I’m reminded…
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Super Bowl Weekend & A Little Agent Provocateur Frankenstein’s body was left in the back room with numerous barmaids clandestine scene with bare shreds of clothing, desire induced rips clips no longer fasten the ever delicate exposure of a b cup size breast while cradled in the tulle fabric silk ribbons tied around the body…
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He was lost in thought. Hands deep in the pockets of his bar apron. Memories of the pleasure of the night before. The pretty face and welcoming body he used thoroughly. Waking up that morning he was already bored of her but curious for the new flavour of the night.“Hey what can I get for…
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I lied to you it was done purposely expressions void of love I fell hard for you now forever silenced when I look at your shrunken head don’t worry you’re in good company as the 13 captured pumpkin I’m reminded of the ache that came with a request to listen always met with swarms of…
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The conceptualized premise and query, as to the proper protocol of how to write something pure, offers the capacity to alter one’s life A mountain of fork scraped off food not completely devouredPages from a blank indigo velvet journal with desire to be written inside of, as long as each word is unwasted. Gratitude for…
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Marinated thought soup with three handful of letters placed inside a slowly bubbly broth the aroma of finely minced garlic wafts through the small industrious kitchen it’s slowly replaced with the putrid odour of thought corpses on fire these are the pinnacle ones which cause damage to the psyche. Regret does not serve it’s purpose…
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Well, what can I say, no one knows what insanity with ensue when April and I are able to sit and converse over music, life, and how journeys build on top of each other throughout the course of a lifetime and the meaningful purpose moments in our lives serve. And, of course the gift of…
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Rejection does not elicit rosey emotions growls surface from the bowels of one’s spirit — utter cowardice revealed in the truest intent it’s not toxic masculinity a shared story by a random woman: “he was willing to fuck my body; yet, never allow me to truly love him.” I often ponder what kind of human…
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A few days ago, I sat down with Luke Young in what would be the longest podcast in Cemented Ink history. We spoke of some pretty interesting topics from rubbing certain things for luck, Christmas traditions growing up, and even a little bit from Luke’s adorable and wise beyond their years; it was so much…
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What kind of anvil has to fall how many tests MUST be laid for humans to literally wake the f@ck up? People willfully ignore what is right in front of them so intentionally — when inward views appear TOO PASSIONATE TOO INTENSE & TOO RESILIENT One rock everyone bashes themselves onto, the question“What am I…
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Furnished with love completely unaware the well was poisoned an undoing brought from the most intense fear and trepidation Humans are indeed fractured reject the psychic bond for something physical and cheap Hmm, a little shaded illumination lined with darkness trajectories bounce from wave length to wave length Perhaps some tapestry tethers should not be…
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Merlin’s presence as a panicle Wizard, throughout the centuries has housed a reputation throughout fantastical words created to inspire and teach what happens when Merlin crumbles in a picosecond in the manner of a worthless woman — his one true mate Nimueh Reckless doesn’t persist frustration peaks; hope is snuffed completely, poof, nonexistent every single…
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Annihilation, induces a verity of sorts, amidst an Enchanted Forest of various trees who offer within themselves, a specific level of foliage, in some instances, these bundles can be classified as familial units of MAGNIFICO Ohana. Some, chaos ensues, slice extract souls from their circle. One million reasons, sometimes it’s completely inconsequential; when the freshly…
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I lived a number of bullshit day one starts, just like Groundhog Day; how is progress viable? If the moment we mess up, we regress, as children engaged in hopscotch, unable to move passed square one. Which offers no holdings on anything other than tangible garbage. That giant mushroom from Alice in Wonderland, with the…
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I’ve relished tattoos my whole like, I find them fascinating bits of human origin stories on one canvas of gorgeous flesh that only a tattoo artist can truly appreciate. When my second year of undergrad began in September, I was determined, I wanted a tattoo to motivate me, to be a reminder on my skin…
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Decades ago a new vessel to hold music a tiny compact disk a single similar to a record single as a CD and shrunken to only play a single It was Simply Red’s If You Don’t Know Me By Now literally fit in the palm of my small seventeen year old hand Ridiculous hopeless romantic…
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I am relentlesswhen insecurity persists and hesitation proceeds a warmth ensnares my spirit no man will EVER possess My lips part, cognizant of my chest as inhales and exhales linger a force of nature universal alignment may have shifted for a picosecond Tethers are wonderful things knit interlocked boundaries with the flexibility to enlarge 200…
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Paralyzed how is this possible each word typed looks significantly wrong Each unique thought concealed within itself tightly bound blooms before they unfold Words NEVER fail me a mind heavy complexities enhance the lifespan When the Archer pulls the string to release an arrow, to pierce a formidable accomplice Trajectories, are wonderful only able to…
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Have you ever had a conversation with someone about a specific song? And “said” specific song played in the background during the dialogue on an episode of Lucifer three minutes later I think a dyad who are annoyed at each other cannot be synched or offer any level of symbiosis I was incorrect — it’s…
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This body sinks into a feather bed as my hands slide across my sides I can feel the textures of the soft lily pads holding me as they mold to the arch of my back one luscious lotus breaks through a mucky travel pathway into the sunlight and surrenders Epic solar flares welcome a proclivity…
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(Haida Gwaii – Near western British Columbia and the islands of Southeast Alaska) Heading northwards through the dense fogThe cigar exhale of a continentShields our ship from sightAs we barrel through icy watersTeeming with ocean lifeIn the realms below the bowline This summer, the summer of 2022, I traveled to southeast Alaska by ship with…
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Part I: An open dialogue between a wolf and his maybe prey Conversations take place all the time Who will be the predator and prey, for the purpose of this poem let’s twist things around A lone tiny sheep walks in front of a Sigma curious, fearless, and queries“What would you like to do to…
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My sadness, exorcised from my body — midnight micro poetry “A Broken Girl” no longer resides in my core My arms extend, I prepare for fifth position before I allow myself to release the most beautifully executed pirouette, although indoors the icy air moved around me my mind silenced the negative voices inhale exhale My…
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Conversations take place all the time Who will be the predator and prey, for the purpose of this poem let’s twist things around A lone tiny sheep walks in front of a Sigma curious, fearless, and queries“What would you like to do to me?” green eyes immediately focus on this newly sheared sheep not a…
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I went for a walk the other day I came across this magnificent Elk a beautiful coat of light brown fun regal antlers with the capacity to span of four feet elegant curves One look and I was paralyzed the purpose of my trek was to absolve from a tether that had me anchored and…
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I have to admit, I relish the diversity of guests so far on Cemented Ink, it has been such a whimsical experience being able to connect with these incredibly talented human beings. Farah Majzoub is a secondary school teacher for a genuine passion for health, proper nutrition, and encouraging her students to prepare meals that…
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Where I’m going you CANNOT follow for my truest form to really grow I need to be let go the hamster wheel no longer suits me, my muscles are weary and my mind increased stability Nothing will ever be good enough I’ve resided in good enough it only ever got me to quarter past NEVER…
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I wanted to write a poem with regards to how badly you ruined me However, I’ve decided to scribe one with regard to my evolution instead; how is that for growth? Winter 1990: The land of the forbidden mixtapes, New Order, Pet Shop Boys, and The Cure, GALORE. The hardship of two sides, and a…
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I am genuinely smiling ear to ear right now, another interview I have been champing at the bit to pursue. If someone were to stop me on the street and ask me “what are you listening to right now on your playlist?” My honest answer routes its way to April Rose Gabrielli. Her artistry for…
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A myriad of sentries surround me is it true? if a connection can no longer be felt that it simply vanished or in a hyper state of hibernation? Is it possible to be constantly riddled with flux, survive in the chaos? Oddly, humans are built to disappoint each other tethered to other souls persist in…
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I relish interviewing strong souls who go about their life in benefit of others; Dana is one of the soulful people in my rolodex. Dana and I discuss, poetry, change in career, the importance of being true to one’s self, and Dana’s strategic plan to enroll in academia with a little bit of gentle loving…
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Ok, so as you know, this summer I launched Cemented Ink! last week, I had the most amazing interview with Singer/Songwriter April Rose Gabrielli that went over my usual time, and with such purpose; it was truly wonderful. It was so awesome to be able to actually sit with April especially since we are so…
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Pinball always fascinated me the vibrant sound of the ding that raises dopamine levels I imagine myself not the ball but the buffer — I am not on a path that needs constant movement required from that oversized dragée being bumped from buffer to buffer A quiet silence weaves through the blurry static in my…
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I’ve NEVER looked at myself as anything special although I ALWAYS knew I held a higher purpose that the universe is larger than me, placed to serve the path to normalcy was one to be a slightly bit corrupted avenue How does one reconcile who they were; and, who they are meant to be?! Feathers…
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As I mentioned during this conversation with my friend Punk Poet, Scott Laudati, this podcast has literally taken eight years to finally come to fruition. I learned of Scott’s work in 2014 when I was asked to review his poetry book the OG Hawaiian Shirts in the Electric Chair, for The Punk Archive, a book…
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Research with purpose awareness solidified yet my mistress of doubt says you are wrong you are stupid you are unaware you are unable to distinguish and defend the response Trepidation rears its ugly face a myriad of questions occupy my mind How am I to not only survive but excel, not good enough houses a…
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I have been following Poet/Bartender Luke Young since his first appearance on Instagram; his writing is sacredly honest to me. You will soon be exposed to the roller coaster ride of our conversation which goes from: poetry, Cambodia, shrunken heads, Canopic Jars, Vegas, and breast milk. Plenty of eclectic juxtaposition. Hokum (Las Vegas, NV) Filtered…
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I began to read Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance within the first few pages I notice the subject of ‘time’ To contemplate a profound present with such intensity every 20 seconds compound energy upon compound energy upon compound energy About the amount of output & thought I place into thorns They are pretty…
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I am so over the moon to share my first episode of Cemented Ink with the Founder of Bruno Press, Mary Bruno; we discussed numerous subjects throughout this podcast which I have referenced for you below to follow along. Also, kindly note in the middle of this interview to honour the release of Tony Moore’s…
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On March 9, 2021, I was invited to my friend Twisty’s Zoom Birthday party, I call her Twisty as her name is Sarah Twist and a KICK ASS contortionist and sword swallower. That was the first time I had laid eyes and fallen in love with the PHENOMENAL work of Infinity Circus founder Carly Dann.…
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My friend Tony Moore has been inspiring me with his independent music for years now. Tony has a way of writing songs that cut through all of the garbage of life, to distill the most PHENOMENAL messages woven into his pieces. I’ve always classified myself as EXTREMELY fortunate to receive these incredible recordings even before…
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I have the capacity to be quite difficult waterworks flow threw me, an echoed purpose reinvigorates my forked pathway individuals set to inspire fuel a desire to be whole lackadaisical languishing perceptions diminished in a universe that has opened oubliettes forever set aflame eternity has waited enough longingly to show the manifestation of one of…
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Over the last few years it has been suggested that I add a Podcast to CCIQ Press; well, after finishing a long year of academic studies I have decided to finally launch a permanent summer series entitled Cemented Ink!. This idea came to me back in October however, because I was in my first year…
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It has been a while since I posted a review of some sort, so I thought today would be as good a day as any other. Well, I would say more of an introduction than proper review, which will be forthcoming once I have really been able to marinate on these PHENOMENAL TRACKS! Plus, when…
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fingers strike an onyx electric fender squier john 5 telecaster that yearns to have its strings bent listen, it is there the sound that drifts with an immense pressure and releases …
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Think of quiet moments silent explosions and wonder how it would feel to be inside a dying star breathe and gaze a supernova concealed soul about to BURST The vibrant hues alone it would be beautiful an organic definition of MAGNIFICENCE A stifled life relinquishes everythingfingers feel the slightly bumpy textured parchment It desires to…
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For those of you who are regulars on CCIQ Press; you may have noticed a revamping of the Meet the Team page. Every single writer, artist, photographer as part of my collective have been handpicked by me; that being said yesterday offered with it — all sorts of magic. I reached out to Luke Young…
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i have little to no tolerance for human beings who basically engulf all of the planets elegance for their own gain you know — human leeches exist for the purpose to pillage…
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On March 1st of 2022, Laughing Ronin Press is releasing a collection of my poetry titled Waiting in Phnom Penh. Many of the poems in that collection are about the unique ways life hits you, sometimes with brutal and unpleasant force and at other times with joyous surprise or at least chaotic fascination. Hindsight can…
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A chill-wave in the air captures your essence. Forced, my mate collapses on the floor. Please, I beg you! Do not leave my side: we fought an immensely-difficult battle. Everyday your struggle’s more obvious than the next. I admire your tenacity. Your animalistic expressions surround me. On the driest of earth a courageous lion protects…
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I don’t know if writers should Swedish Berries ever restrict their expressions regardless of subject — are there indeed certain issues where a freshly dipped peacock’s quill tip should never be utilized to moisten a piece of rice parchment with recently harvest black squid ink? “Bloody hell! My love. I’m sorry can you please pass…
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ever notice unless there is a stencil at times it can be quite tedious to sketch the perfect heart with flourished fantastical curves structure of comprehension as related to its purpose with or without we would be gone because human enigmas are able to feel warmth can be found in places that are least expected…
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Some words uttered from your breath I eagerly seek the actual etymology and source certain things have been said over the years savage and blissful in origin a profound love that brews for a twin flame who fought to remain by your side. Who found true value in you when you felt you couldn’t find…
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Forget me nots are planted to ensure a being is NEVER placed in a decrepit oubliette miles below the Earth’s surface; where the excrement permeates, and refuses to escape. The worst possible verses from Dante’s Inferno bloom through seeds of indecision, maniacal breath, or the blood that sticks to the surface of your skin. Washed,…
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Optics in the form of a feline found their way from the muddy terra firma which constitutes a rich and lush essence. The place in which you were formed where melancholy collided with profound experimentation, forged from an ancient civilisation ensconces your very being. Upon your creation there were certain embedded skills which had been…
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