The Weight of Ink by Rachel Kadish is about a scribe from the 1660s and the historians – Helen and Aaron- who are translating the writing of the scribe found in the 2000s. Ester has been living in the London home of Rabbi Moseh HaCoen Mendes, who was a real historical figure. Part of the book is told from her point of view.
Some of the things about Rabbie HaCoen Mendes are based on facts but I cannot say that everything about him is true. In the book, he is blind and needs a scribe to write all of his correspondence.
I really enjoyed the mashup of past and present. Sometimes it is so confusing when authors combined history and current times. However, I thought that Kadish blended everything perfectly.
We learn quite a bit about Helen, who was in love with a Jewish man in the past and still has a love of Jewish history. She is ill but she wants to finish this last project before retiring. Helen seems very standoffish but it makes more sense by the end.
Anyone who likes Jewish historical fiction or historical fiction in general will love this book. There were some parts, especially the letters from the scribe to other rabbis, that need a 2nd or 3rd read through. The subject matter was pretty involved. I would suggest to just keep reading and you’ll make it through to the end. It is worthwhile to find out what happened to Ester and Helen.
How does it feel? On the Mad Professor Meets Jah9 in the Midst of the Storm album, Jah9 sings like she is on a spiritual journey. She has invited us to listen.
The album is a mixture of reggae, dubstep and jazz. The long album title reminds me of poetry. The title is a great first line to a poem and the body of work in the album. My personal favorite song on this album is “Lioness Order Dub.”
Jah9 is from Trelawny Parish, a rural area of Jamaica. She moved to Kingston, where she was introduced to dubstep and reggae. Although Jah9 wrote songs before moving to Kingston, her songwriting style changed after moving.
If I were on a quest for enlightenment or going to go on a walkabout for middle aged women, then I would want this album on the playlist.
As a band we’ve spent years figuring out who we are as a unit, what our sound was, and what we wanted from it, only to have everything change just as we accomplished most or all those missions. And as if figuring who we are as a band wasn’t hard enough, it’s even harder when you have to do those things on a personal level. Here’s some tip we’ve picked up on the road to self and self-preservation. If the road you’re on doesn’t thrill you anymore, get off it. you’ll waste more time by continuing down a path you don’t want than if you just stop so you can figure out what you do want. Don’t want the same things you wanted yesterday, last week, last year? You’ve changed. Embrace it. Learn who the new you is, cause the old you is never coming back. Don’t try and forced other people to veer off their course so you can have them on yours. No matter how much you love them or how much (you think) it will be better for them. They will either support your new vision or they won’t. No one owes you anything. Not your friends, not your partner, not your bandmates, not the world. You don’t owe anyone anything. Not your friends, not your partner, not your bandmates, not the world. Be kind, everyone you meet is fighting a terrible battle. Only allow kind people into your life. It’s only a matter of time before a cruel person turns their cruelness on you. they can’t help it. Value yourself. There’ll be people who will want you to value the person they want you to be, more than the person you actually are. Ignore their voices. Listen to your own.
Thank goodness it’s summertime. There is so much music out there that it’s hard to keep up with reviews. So I wanted to give you guys a heads up about four female artists – Sophie Faith, Amelia Carey, Melotika and I.M. the Artists -that you might want to add to your playlist. They all have new singles out right now.
On December 26, 2010, Carolina and Erick Acosta were carjacked by two men at the Tuttle Crossing mall in Dublin, Ohio. The carjackers had them drive to a rural area. While the carjackers were getting out of the car, Erick decided to drive off to get away. The carjackers shot a few rounds at the car. Unfortunately, Carolina was shot and died a short time later at a local hospital.
There wasn’t very much information on the security cameras at the mall. The police have said that the husband was cleared as a suspect. It seems suspicious that there were no witnesses and nothing useful on video footage. However, Erick Acosta has tried to keep the case in the public eye. If he was guilty, would he want people to keep talking about this case? Probably not.
The police have stated that they think a mid-size red car was following the suspects.
According to the Ohio General website, ” The suspects are described as black males in their late teens or early twenties. Both were described as 5ft 8in tall with brown eyes and brown hair.” So now the suspects would be in their late twenties or early thirties.
Fences of Seattle released the album, Failure Scriptures, in June. I’ve listened to it several times and it’s not what I expected. When the album appeared on my radar, I thought it was going to be hip-hop or rap. I could not have been more wrong. The music is less pop and more indie – more pianos and guitars and less synthesizers.
This album is not exactly like the stuff that Fences are known for – like the collaborations with Macklemore or Sara Quin of Teagan and Sara.
The lyrics are solid and reflective like his past work. Fences really puts himself out there as far as the lyrics. It’s like listening to someone’s diary. You might even feel a little guilty for listening to music that seems so personal. It’s alright though, we’re allowed to listen.
If I was going on a hike, then I would like this album to be on the playlist for the day. My personal favorite song on the album is “Wooden Dove.”
Don’t forget to check out the “Paper Route” video.
What would you do if you could change your life? Of course, you can always change things. It’s just difficult to get motivated sometimes.
In Evvie Drake Starts Over, Evvie (pronounced like Chevy) has almost finished packing up the car. She didn’t know where she was going but she knew she was leaving her husband. Then Evvie receives the call that her husband has been in a car accident.
How long was Evvie going to hide out in her house? She wanted to live a different life but she felt too guilty to do it. She wanted to please everyone else but herself. She even kept a set of dishes that she hated. We’ve all kept something around that doesn’t serve us anymore.
To make some extra money, Evvie rents out the apartment she owns to a former major league baseball player, Dean Tenney. I thought Evvie acted like an old lady until Dean came around.
Will she finally start living her best life? Will she get rid of those dishes?
The book was heartbreaking in some parts but also had quite a few humorous parts. Evvie was a hot mess but very likeable. You will definitely root for her to find happiness.
I suggest reading the book and finding out what happens. You can find it on Amazon.
I received the ebook from NetGalley in exchange for doing a review. All opinions are my own. Obviously.
I’m Chelsea from Late Slip and there’s some super cosmic shit going on in this band that you need to know about. About six months ago, I moved back to LA from NY and posted on Instagram that I was looking for new bandmates (Ugh/lol, but Insta is the new Craigslist).
Bass queen Rachel magically responded and was the right fit in every possible way. She’s a kickass musician with style for days. The next two things I’m about to tell you are very, very specific so be prepared to get goosebumps.
I mean, really, there is only one other Venn Diagram in the world where these two interests intersect and it’s actually my Venn Diagram. This cat is a damn rock n’ roll yogi who loves Elvis Presley. And not like “Did yoga once” and “My grandma listened to Elvis and so I think it’s sweet.” No, my dudes. It’s like ”Yoga is a huge part of my life but I’m very rock n’ roll about it” and “I told my parents I was gonna marry Elvis when I was five years old and they were weirded out but totally supported me and it never stopped and so here we are.” Like, THAT level love.
Until I met Rachel, I’d never known another human my age who was a rock n’ roll yogi AND ALSO as weirdly, deeply in love with Elvis. And if you’re like, “Aww that’s cute, they like the Elvis movies” it’s like yes, obvi duh, but I also have a large Elvis tattoo on my arm whose hips swivel when I play guitar (unplanned, but epic) and Rachel is literally packing her bags to go to Graceland with her mom right now.
So, is social media terrible? Many times, yes. But did it totally, cosmically draw together two lil soul sisters who would absolutely form an Elvis tribute band if the name Shelvis wasn’t already taken by some older women in the Midwest? Yes, it did.