The Doppler Blog
If I had to describe my current sound though I would say I aim for tasty notes under a heavier, more spacey rift…I also want to do something that is very jangly and happy but my music always seems to come out with darker tones so i’ve started to embrace it. People don’t seem to not like it either.
Yes I read, yes I was a film major, yes I was a photographer, but I can also produce. I think that part confuses people, they don’t expect creative people to be able to sell and negotiate. Add in the feistiness and the feminism and that’s me.
What motivates me is looking at ancient treasures, standing next to lovely ladies also looking at them, and thinking ‘I want to touch them and wear them and feel like that ancient queen. I want to hold that piece of history. It’s that wanting but not being able to that makes me do it. I want to make and teach.
It’s a collaborative platform. I didnt wanna be someone that's just writing a blog constantly about myself, I wanted to learn from others and be inspired by others.
We HAVE to let white straight men into the conversation or else we’re all just in an echo-chamber nodding about how liberal and feminist we all are. We already believe in what we’re saying but we need to find a way of addressing feminist issues without making men feel persecuted or excluded because else nothing will ever change.
Depression can be isolating, for the person suffering but also for the people who are immediately around it. So this is what the poem is about - being able to see someone slip into unreachable states but not quite knowing what to do to help them out of it.
Have you ever stood on a bridge, with a 40 feet drop, and thought ‘what if I jumped?’. Maybe not. What about this though - you’re driving at 60 down a motorway and suddenly think, ‘I could just swerve this car right now’. No? Maybe it’s less severe than that. Maybe you’ve just been in a silent room and thought, hey, what if I suddenly shout ‘SHIT’ at the top of my voice.
‘There are two types of girls this Halloween’, my newsfeed reliably informs me. Curious, I delve further. Do tell me internet, knower of all things, what are these two types? Well, according to Facebook, one type is a girl who enjoys dressing as a slinky cat, and the other is a girl who enjoys dressing as a hotdog. I think this is meant to mean something? This polarised depiction of girls has an implicit sense of competition - so, who’s the winner?