currents

quel fromage! a bi-weekly update? non!

question: was it a quarantine fever dream that i read a vanity fair interview robert pattinson while batman was shutdown and he was microwaving raw pasta in a bowl with water and had sporadic success in a) not blowing up the microwave and or bowl and b) having reasonably well done pasta? 

these are the things i think about at 11:54 on a friday in late september. 

i had originally written out some claptrap about being bitten by a wasp this week, which is a truly uninteresting story besides the obvious "i got ganked off of antihistamines to stop my hand from blowing up like harry potter's aunt marge and to halt my throat getting all itchy feeling," which, as one can imagine, was pretty cool minus the general disorientation and having to function at work whilst riding the loratadine train like all the cool kids are doing these days. 

but, as uninteresting a story as it was, it also led to a lot of this weeks listens because apparently i'm more adventurous when i'm evading an allergic reaction to wasp venom. i will state that i might have listened to toss a coin to your witcher at least three dozen times on repeat before i realized it wasn't just a really long song. good thing it's a bop. 

xoxo

--ffh

10. long time running - the tragically hip

9. zen - x ambassadors ft grandson, k.flay

8. long violent history - tyler childers 

7. cliff hanger - action bronson

6. toss a coin to your witcher - sonya belousova, giona ostinelli, joey batey

5. dirty - grandson

4. mongolia - action bronson ft hologram and meyhem lauren

3. israelites - desmond dekker 

2. just the way it is - action bronson

1. subaru crosstrek xv - hobo johnson

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i can't hate drake (but i still do)

 i'm canadian. 

i wear a toque, not a beanie. i've fought with those flying vermin known as a Canadian goose. I have winter boots that I wear well into May. I apologize a lot. I enjoy free healthcare regularly (my acl surgery? freeeeee). I speak in Celsius, kilometres, centimetres, etc...

While I'm the opposite of a Toronto Raptors fan (fuck you, you injured my sweet baby boy Klay Thompson and I will hate you until I die. Warriors [Boston] fan fo' LIFE!), and Toronto in general because it's just a shitty, overpriced place that believes the world to revolve around it, I have always been low key proud of Canadian hip hop. It's inventive, and creative and Toronto has always been a larger hub for entertainment. I daresay my western cowboy-themed province would ever birth anything beyond 

That being said, I fucking hate Drake. 

He can rep the 406 all he goddamn wants, I do not care for his lazy line delivery and overt braggadocio. I'll still remember him as the forever friendzoned fanboy of RiRi, and don't even get me started on his questionable relationship with his son, you know, the one he fathered with a stripper that he kept a secret for a long time? 

But... I can't hate him for the video for Popstar. I want to, sweet baby Jesus, do I want to hate him for this simply because he's Drake and everything he does makes me want to poke out my own ear drum, but I just can't find it in myself to hate it. And there's so much to hate about this video. 

I could hate that he got Bieber in it, the lovable Canadian heartthrob scamp who once peed in a bucket and assumed Anne Frank would have been a Belieber. The same scamp who I imagine to smell vaguely of Axe body spray and cheap weed (a nostalgic but disgusting smell nonetheless). I could hate that DJ Khaled, the insufferable but prolific producer is featured wandering about his manse and drinking what I can only assume is Cristal because why wouldn't it be? I could hate the wardrobe, the fact that they got too many people together during a pandemic in a closed room, hell you could even hate the song. 

But I can't. I tried. 

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currents

 i hate this time of the year. i hate the fact it's cold in the morning and boiling in the afternoon with zero in between. i hate the changing colours of the leaves, since it means that the winter is coming and i fucking hate the winter more than i hate september. i hate the fact i can notice that the days are getting shorter-- for a delicate house plant like me who loves long, sunny days, i yearn for the long days of june when it gets dark at like, 11pm. 

but i really hate back to school. it's that weird feeling of nerves intermingled with anticipation and excitement that makes your tummy hurt and interrupts your sleep. i've been out of high school for a long time (some might say i'm ancient) and university for a full year and i still get the heebie jeebies come september. 

the heebie jeebies are also heightened this year since, you know, it's a fucking pandemic. as a teacher, i'm deeply saddened that my colleagues all over the world are considered, whether overtly or not, expendable by local governments because parents need childcare so that the economy can continue to chug along and we can return to 'normal.' i'll hold my tongue, since this blog isn't about my political leanings (except for when i make a comment about Kanye), but let it not be forgotten the next time you complain about how much teachers make and how lazy they are (2 months off every year!) the average teacher, when you add in all their hours of work they undertake outside of school hours works out to about $12/hr a week. That's including extending your pay 12 months of the year, less taxes. that's below minimum wage in my province and i think it's absolutely inexcusable. 

aaaaanyways, the currents. spotify still hates me, but it's getting better slowly. although the other week it recommended a song from the muppet caper, so i still don't know what i'm doing right/wrong for this to happen. 

xoxo
-ffh

10. go to town - doja cat
9. gin and juice - the gourds
8. cocaine country dancing - paul cauthen 
7. of all the gin joints in the world - fallout boy 
6. helena - my chemical romance
5. popstar - dj khaled ft drake
4. spooky language - the palmer squares 
3. best life - danny brown
2. big time - deca
1. by and by - caamp 

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