#jenesequoi

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The agender desire to be referred to as 'gnc af'

[hammersonthewall]

She's from New York, she is complicated.

Siempre pense que Proust se pronunciaba diferente.

Igual nunca he leido a Proust.

[singingdancingcake-blog]

Your First Date with Janis

When Janis first saw you, she knew that no matter how things went after the date, she was going to go on at least one date with you. Something about your gym uniform exuded the sense of jenesequoi that Janis was looking for in a gal though you sure as hell didn’t agree. After class, she came up to you,

“Hey, you’re Y/N, right?”

“yeah, what’s up?” You had your eyebrow cocked, Janis had a certain look on her face which, whatever it was (you couldn’t pin it down), did not fit the face of a person who was looking at a sweaty and redded face.

“uh I was just wondering if you wanted to maybe go out sometime, like to a movie or something, it’s whatever though it doesn’t HAVE to be a movie. I mean how cliche is a movie anyway like since when was that the golden standard for how dates go? Anyway, I’m rambling, are you down for that?”

You giggled at first, but you agreed. You weren’t exactly hiding who you are but you sure as hell admired that Janis knew a fellow lesbian when she saw one. It only took a matter of minutes before you got a text from Janis saying how excited she was for your date. She picked you up that night and you sported a less than impressive but still pretty darn cute outfit.

“Wow. You look fantastic.” That wasn’t the only compliment you’d be showered with that night, let alone before you even got to the theater. Janis was in her usual jacket and you told her how you’d always admired that jacket and how unbelievably beautiful she looked in it which made her only slightly blush.

Throughout the movie, she would put her hands on your thighs, only after asking if it was ok with you though, she was very respectful like that. Even though you expected it all to happen, you still got butterflies everytime she touched you. After the movie, you stargazed in her favorite park and you both talked about your favorite movie moments as well as other first date topics of discussion. It started to get cloudy though, so you packed up and Janis started to drive you home. By the time you did get home, it was pouring, so you pretty much just said thank you and good bye and ran to your house.

After you shut the door behind you, you were riddled with regret. How could you not kiss her? You knew a second date was definitely in your cards, but that didn’t stop you from regretting your actions. A few moments later, the doorbell rang and Janis was standing there, getting soaked by the rain. You opened the door, assuming you had forgotten something, but it was quite the opposite.

“I didn’t kiss you and I’ve never been so disappointed in myself, so I’m here to maybe not keep myself awake tonight with that type of regret and I realize that kissing you in the rain is probably the most cliche thing to happen tonight, but I’ll be damned if your lips don’t look delicious....” Damn she was smooth.

You two kissed in the rain for what seemed like hours until you both realized that you were soaked. That’s when you suggested, “Hey my parents aren’t home, would you maybe want to move this upstairs to my room?” and so it went...

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[jenesaisquoizine]

LFTR PLLR

There was this amazing band called Lifter Puller from Minneapolis, where I lived in 1998-2001. I was supposed to write a preview about a show they had coming up at The 7th Street Entry. This was a popular 300-capacity venue in downtown Minneapolis whose name was aptly given – the entry to the club was

on 7th Street, but also because it was often a place for entry-level bands to play. When I called band member Craig Finn, he told me the band was done. Here are excerpts from what was published:

The discovery of their break up was sudden. Singer/guitarist Craig Finn gave me the news over the phone, as I was fixing to set up an interview for their now cancelled Seventh Street Entry show. It took me a moment to process what he revealed, and before I could think to say anything more eloquent, I had already blurted out “What?!” The band has had it’s run. The setting sun was glaring against the Weisman’s shiny aluminum exterior. July 29th’s performance of Lifter Puller’s “Nassau Coliseum” brought a tear to my eye. The band looked exhausted; the crowd’s attention was given wholly to the band. During those last moments panic filled eyes as the mic was breaking up, the room kept growing increasingly humid, and the bodies against the stage were falling against and into another. “Nassau Coliseum” was imperfect; And that in itself was perfect poetry in motion. Expressions on the sea of sweaty faces told a million stories. That moment was something short of saying farewells to a cherished friend moving far away, never to return. It would be the last song. This was a moment of Minneapolis Rock history. It was five days since that show when I sat down with guitarist/keyboardist Steve Barone and drummer Dan Monick. The overcast day on Lyndale Blvd. fit the mood for a discussion about their break up. I began by asking if it was forseen. Barone sips his iced coffee and explains, “We cancelled the rest (of our shows) because we didn’t want to do the ‘Hey, we’re breaking up at the end of the summer.’ When you decide to break up, you break up. You don’t go on.”

I went on to describe Lifter Puller as The Pixies’ answer to “indie punk” in that Craig is the very definition of a troubador. He is a rich storyteller as Black Francis, maybe even a better one. I was 23 when I wrote this article. It’s since been posted on a couple websites run by fans. Lifter Puller reunited for a three shows in 2003. After this, Craig and Tad formed the band The Hold Steady, and my friend Bobby Drake (also from Minneapolis) joined them on drums. I am a fan of this band too, they currently tour worldwide and have been featured in magazines way bigger than Pulse of the Twin Cities, where my article was originally published.

PS: It’s worth it to note that Dan Monick is now a well-known photographer, who has produced some of my favorite images.

From page 6 of Je Ne Se Quoi, Issue 1

[anabelmeow]

#wtf #backyard #trippy #jenesequoi #outdoors #weird #negativepic

[jenesaisquoizine]

Jordan sent us lyics to “Your Shore” in her own handwriting. Listen to more music at JordanCorey.com

From page 5 of Je Ne Se Quoi, Issue 1

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“Can’t live without Caribou” by Carly Eiseman

From page 5 of Je Ne Se Quoi, Issue 1

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Photo by Celeste Tabora

From page 4 from Je Ne Se Quoi, Issue 1

[jenesaisquoizine]

My name is Celeste.

I used to make ‘zines as a teenager in the 1990s. It wasn’t pre-internet, but the “world wide web” was not what it is today. Nowadays connectivity is so intertwined with our daily lives that I’ve even heard about people giving up social networks for lent, but back in 1995, we were all on dial-up connections and personal web pages were in its infancy.

I’ve always loved writing. My journalist aunt said I inherited this love from her. In High School, I was

part of yearbook staff and covered features on classmates to taking photos. I created collages of things my peers were into: trends like Beverly Hills 90210, surfing, fashion, raves, grunge, KROQ, & I even drew our “Senior” banner in the yearbook during my senior year. It was a psychedelic floral theme complete with mushrooms and letters that curled up. I even disguised my pseudonym of “Sunshine” within the piece. How our yearbook advisor let such a drawing get printed is beyond me. It was so obviously a reference to drugs!

My first ‘zine I made for my friends’ band, MySuperhero, as a tour diary sort of item they gave away at shows. They were all Southern California dudes, so it was suitable they titled it The Huge. We didn't look at it in this way then, but now I would recognize this as a rad band-promo tool.

My second ‘zine was done thanks to the help of my friend Jennifer Wong’s dad, who at the time worked for Xerox. It was called The Limited Gazette whose name I came up with in an attempt to be practical (limited - noting our naiveté and because we were only going to write about things that we cared for). Some friends contributed, writing about whatever they wanted. This included social observations written in the DIY punk/riot grrrl spirit to interviews with bands like Weezer and Less than Jake. This was a time when ’zines were the equivalent to today’s blogs and many bands would be happy to have a feature in a fanzine. It was short-lived, but it still amazes me how we as teenagers could band together to actually get this done. Contributions came from friends I met at rock shows, which is where we would pass the ‘zines out as well.

My next and final ’zine was called The Nia Star Chronicles. I made this one when I escaped Los Angeles and lived in Oakland. My pseudonym Nia came from being in a noise band my friends Ian, Ani, and I tried to establish. Because their names shared the same letters, it only made sense that I would follow suit. The ‘zine lasted longer than the band; I was still creating copies into 2001. I eventually stopped because my boyfriend at the time complained that I published things too personal, and implied that it was pretentious of me to do so. Funnily enough, a few years later he joined his cousin’s band who along with all the other projects surrounding that band, to this day, is lauded for being one of the most pretentious indie-rock bands: Joan of Arc. For the record, I don’t feel this way, and still enjoy the band’s music. Anyway, by this time I was a bonafide published music journalist, having weekly deadlines with an alternative newspaper in Minneapolis, where I was living at the time & the occasional piece in other publications in the US.

In 2008, my friends Dan and Jono came to LA from Melbourne, Australia for this art show they were a part of. And, I don’t know if it was created as a supplement for the art show, but they had the coolest ‘zine I ever laid my eyes on. I’m not even sure you would call it a ‘zine... but it was photocopied, and zine-sized. “Perception is everything,” boasted the cover, and inside was mostly imagery, laid out so chic, it was almost unfair. Dan and Jono own an award-winning design firm called Alter who churns out some of my favorite design work, so it’s to be expected that as I turned each page, my admiration grew & at the same time, I seethed with envy. My ’zine days were long behind me, and I could never make anything this cool.

In 2012, I was working at Warner Bros. and I met Julie Demarigny. She was a VP in my division. She was cool, and her being French and married to an artist only belabored that point. For Christmas that year, she distributed a ‘zine of all her favorite places in her new home of Los Angeles, and all her favorite places of her home of Paris. Everything, from the paper she used to the photos she included, amazed me.

Then in 2013, one of my best friends, Gabe Ayala, started his magazine - Type/Face. At first it was ’zine-sized and I delighted in its existence. It has since grown to the magazine size most the world is used to.

Finally, Kim Gordon’s book, Girl In A Band, came out this week. (Speaking of je ne sais quoi - this phrase was coined to describe people like Kim.) I bought her book in digital form, but I’ve been mesmerized listening to her narrate it on Audible. Her observations on scenes and situations, her revelations and discoveries of self and others both in pride and disdain, and her fandom for talent are all feelings I’ve had before. It’s why I ever thought to start a ‘zine, then & now. 

 From page 2-3 of Je Ne Sais Quoi, Issue 1

[jenesaisquoizine]

“I like drawing my feelings and daydreams to help me find something fun in the everyday.”

Pizza Girl by Tiffany Yee

From Page 1 of Je Ne Se Quoi, Issue 1