CREATE. DESTROY. EVOLVE.

Thunder + the train + rain + slow hums + silence otherwise. I’d say that’s an equation to clear the mind.

The minute I start procreating, I am only naming my kids ridiculous, pretentious names that will force them to amount to rugby players, stoner musicians, poet laureates, or supermodels.

I’ve been writing too much, toying with too many notions, and smiling a lot. I am pretty sure life is amazing.

Just found out I am covering Lollapalooza as a photographer for Variety..Thanks Abe!

I love Chicago!!

Every day I tend to get lost, and it’s only exciting. I have a beautiful apartment in the most wonderful area of town, amazing friends already, and an amazing job. Life is so great when you let it play out the way it should.

Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky.

I am looking forward to going to Lollapalooza with my awesome co-workers, my lovely Chicago friends, my lovely Atlanta friends, AND my lovely Los Angeles friends! The only complaint I have is that they’ve pitted a lot of good acts against each other at the same time…

I can’t wait!

http://lolla08.sched.org/angelinev

I will miss my dear friends and the places and memories I associate with this city. New beginnings doesn’t mean everything has to end..

I stood on my rooftop looking over all of Hollywood for the last time a couple of minutes ago. There is so much that I’ve learned and shared with others in that same spot, staring out at the crazy city from a distance - filled with hope, sadness, love, fear, and youth. I will never forget it. xoxo.

that I’m moving, and my social life isn’t completely dead? This rules. Yay for Chicago in the Summertime.

My brother and his new fiancee’ are coming into town for the Pitchfork Music Festival next weekend. I will fo’ sho’ accompany them on Saturday, as I am interested in seeing Fleet Foxes, Dizzee Rascal, No Age, Vampire Weekend, !!!, The Hold Steady, Jarvis Cocker, No Age, and Animal Collective.

Then the retardzzz in The Hush Sound play House of Blues on Sunday. I’m super excited because Chris’ dad’s band, Zip Tang, is making a special appearance. Gah.

I want to buy an adorable bike and ride it to work, but I was just informed that my friend got ran over by the post office lady yesterday while on her bike. Yikes! I will be sure to wear my helmet.

Note to self: Befriend lots of muscle-ly dudes and have them move my boxes up the ridiculously windy 4 flights of stairs.

Going through old pictures (especially polaroids) will make you cry. Oh, memories.

I’m having the best Summer ever. 

Something I will never understand - why people have time to write mean, false things on the internet about people they do not (and will never) know. Sigh.

Waaaay too much noise rock in the past two days. My ears are bleeding from Spaceland’s ridiculously loud sound system.

Don’t mind my jadedness. It was super fun. People were throwing Colt 45 everywhere and getting kicked out left and right by some security guard that resembled Cee-Lo meets the Incredible Hulk. It was screamy, jiggly, and filled with that energy of youthfulness that everyone wants to bottle up and market back to the 18-25 demographic. There was stage rushing, crowd surfing, flashes popping, and everything that kids love.

But the most interesting part to me was how Vice has maintained this stronghold on the ever-growing population of the hipster crowd. Two years ago, they were marketing the probably completely toxic SPARKS malt beverage. “Vice and SPARKS Present: Insert buzz-band (dj set only)” events were all over the country, and nothing’s really changed. They have earned the trust of aspiring and completely involved hipsters across the country to the point where they can even turn horrendous malt liquors like SPARKS and Colt 45 ‘hip.’

Kudos to you, VICE. Nobody in your scene has ever done it better.