It may be more of an impulse than a "general interest," but I've always been inclined to process and analyze internally before giving any output. I try to think slowly and carefully, because my only alternative is rapid, scattered, and disorganized, with thoughts and ideas zipping through the purple folds of my brain like a newly-licensed driver who's sure there's no cops or little school children around and just says '"fuck it, let's see how fast this baby goes." And they're driving so fast and passing all the red lights and stop signs, intermissions that I would warmly welcome as they would allow me time to actually comprehend the thought or idea and fully develop it. But all those damn hot-headed speeding thoughts in my brain are all being terrible drivers at the same time, colliding into each other and stunting each other's paths. Fucking newly licensed drivers. And they had so much potential.

CURRENTLY: Of Montreal, Beastie Boys, Superchunk, MSTRKRFT, Plants and Animals, Daedelus, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, The Plastic Constellations to name a few...

i am a music festival junkie.

I tend to gravitate towards the artsy/unconventional film types, but I have a few guilty more mainstream pleasures. This is an outdated and extremely incomplete list, but sufficient for now.

Amelie
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
My Life Without Me
Science of Sleep
Ghost World
Little Miss Sunshine
Trainspotting
Donnie Darko
May
Mary Poppins
Alice in Wonderland
Borat
Knocked Up

People with visions. Visions born from their minds and not just their eyes. People who can make me see/feel/taste/hear/smell something I never would have without them, or in a new way. People who can make me feel happy. Or at least content, when feeling content is enough and better than how I would have felt if that person wasn't there. People who can make me a better person. Who can mentor me and nudge me in new directions. And tell me how to find the keys to open any locked doors ahead of me. There are the people who can make me see new things in literature. The people who help me grow in artistically. The people who nurture the roots of my in-borne musical vine, both intellectually and recreationally. The people who give me music that just makes me want to dance! in a sort of primal, instinctual way, that may not be flooded with metaphor and carefully thought out lyrical/poetic expression like other music I love and analyze, but satisfies me in another, entirely physical way. I've always floated from group to group, and have never settled exclusively for any one lifestyle. And I like it that way.
I relate to different people and different groups and different styles and different regions and different cultures in many different ways, because I, myself, am born out of and raised from diversity.

Anywhere with chillin vibes and chillin people. oxygen. art. music. and sights.