Shapes's New Writeups

caro (idea)

2001-11-29T21:55:33Z

Caro, in Italian, means dear, beloved or expensive. Not really to do with money, but with value. Expensively dear. Intensely beloved and worthful. Ciao caro mio. Hello my dear one.

snow princess (person)

2001-07-10T16:52:25Z

Remarkably distinguishable from an ice princess, this was the title her subjects lovingly bestowed on Queen Astrid of Belgium. Originally a tiny, ravishing Swedish Princess, she was born on frosty November 17th, 1905.

She married Prince Leopold of Belgium on November 10th, 1926. The winter followed her everywhere. Despite the precedence for arranged marriages amongst royals, Leopold's mother, Queen Elisabeth - incorrigible romantic that she was, insisted in saying "It is a marriage of love...tell it to our people. Nothing was arranged. Not a single political consideration prevailed in our son's decision."

On August 29, 1935, the recently crowned monarchs left their villa for a last fateful climb in the mountains of Belgium. Suddenly, before arriving at the village of Kussnacht-am-Rigi, Astrid pointed out something to her husband. Leopold took his eyesight away from the road for an instant. Suddenly, the car plunged down a ravine.…

broken girl (person)

2001-05-06T01:41:38Z

The name under which Julie Doiron recorded some beautiful stuff I call music. She began writing her own songs around 1993, halfway into the career of Eric's Trip - they were Canadian and they were on Sub Pop, need I say more? She played their bass. They broke up in 1996.

That year she released a solo album, self-titled Broken Girl. The name might well have been a reflection of all the kids who flocked to her shows - indie rock culture at its most soft and wonderful. It was released on Sappy Records. Sigh.

Amphitrite (idea)

2001-03-28T19:22:44Z

The word salacious means a p p e a l i n g to or s t i m u l a ting sexual desire; lascivious; lustful; bawdy. How strange that the same root-word manifest itself into some form of lobsterwoman? And that for all her glory, lowly lust is all we offer the Queen of the Sea...departed as she may be...

Mars Society (idea)

2001-03-28T18:41:34Z

Their quirky motto is: "We're not from Mars, but we surely intend to go there!"

And what could be finer? The founding Convention occurred in Boulder, Colorado, in August of 1998. Emerging from the 1980's "Case for Mars" conferences and a book of the same name by Dr. Robert Zubrin, it drew together 700 people from six continents. Those 700 visionaries, scientists, authors, students, and citizens took up the banner of the Mars movement, informing our world that the opportunity for the expansion of human civilization and the human soul exists today. In short:The Future Is Now.

I wait for you in crowds (idea)

2001-03-19T20:01:16Z

If the world ended tonight,
And the sky fell from the weight of the satellites,
Where would its shrapnel find you?
You who party-hops,
You who never lindy-hops with me, upon request.
You call it ridiculous nostalgia, you call me diluted
And trendy and say I look stupid
With red lipstick on.
You know too much about coffee beans,
Che Guevara, guerilla warfare and women's rights.
You make me nervous.
I keep waiting for you to slip up,
Spit or scratch, show you're human
To no avail.
If the world ended tonight,
And the ground crumbled in from toxic waste
Buried bellow our towns,
Would it find you a beer-guzzling spectator
At some cheap peep-show?
Of course not.
You and your raver mentality.
Lousy, pretentious junkies clatter up next door.
I hate you because

perfect eyes and little lips
make me love you.