October went by so, I repeat, SO fast. I blinked and now it is nearly gone. Today is the very last day of the month and I am utterly baffled. The October residency at The Hotel Cafe with Joey Ryan was the most fun and whole-heartedly enjoyable experience I’ve had in my young musical life. Being able to perform every week at an awesome venue was a dream-come-true… Not to mention being able to collaborate with Joey Ryan, Lucy Schwartz, and my righteous band. Man oh man… Time effin’ flies by when you’re having fun.

“I Can’t Fix Us Two” LIVE in Paris. Director: Jeremy Herman.

Whilst we were filming the “Kaleidoscope Machine” music video, the frequent Paris rain kept us stranded inside. The rain attempted to quench our creative motives, but to no avail! With some free time on our hands, we made this :)

i know i’ve officially plastered this photo everywhere on everything all over the world (i’m primarily referring to facebook and other social networks of the like… but these do in fact extend infinitely and overwhelmingly), BUT LISTEN. this (photograph) is the best (photograph) in the entire history of the universe. it captures all that is pure, kind, and noble about our (humans, cats, mammals of the like) existence.

i give my dearest friend (caitlin raftery) credit, as she is the individual who i officially hold responsible for putting this photograph in my possession.

i cannot help my love for this tiny, tiny, kitten… and i’m sure you cannot either. sue me. or don’t. the choice is yours.

i feel as though i left myself somewhere else.

I forgot how much I like movies.

Is it possible to forget how much you like movies? In response to this answer, I would typically reply: “No, if you forgot how much you like movies then you’re a bad, bad person with little-to-no propriety, goddamnit! But because I proposed this morally questionable inquiry, I will naturally make an exception to what would normally be a volatile response… Because obviously I’m not going to lash out at myself… I mean, c’mon.

Movies, or rather, good movies I should qualify, are the most wonderful form of escapism known to mankind. Great movies incorporate nearly every heady artistic medium, while still managing to sweep you (or me or us) off to a completely different dimension. I know I sound like a moron – “Oh my god, have you heard of these things called movies?!” But in all sincerity, I felt obliged to publicly acknowledge the art of filmmaking. Seeing a really good movie is like seeing a glimpse of heaven (or hell, I suppose).

When I saw the movie “Coco Before Chanel” last week, I felt the sweeping sense of optimism I am referring to… Because it was so great and so perfect in it’s composition and union of everything. It made me want to run into an open field while shredding apart a Victorian gown… And quite frankly, that is a bold feeling to evoke in an awkward and non-violent young woman like myself. When I saw the movie “A Serious Man” last week, I saw a glimpse of hell… And for the same reasons as the former film mentioned – It was so great and so perfect in it’s composition and union of everything.

Anyways… This is a somewhat sad blog topic, but I felt inspired. Now, I just feel like running through a field while shredding apart a Victorian gown… Because that would be liberating and fun… Honestly. I briefly forgot how much I like movies… Which is weird… And I plan on doing everything in my power never forget that again… Whether they are heavenly or hellish films, they are fantastic nonetheless.

i just found this picture of when i moved to new york last october, and it made me feel heart-throbbingly-nostalgic. although i am tremendously happy to be in los angeles - recording my second album and doing a residency at the hotel cafe - i cannot help but miss the crisp, smoggy, ethnic-food-saturated-air of the big apple. despite the perpetually-sunny-and-pleasant-weather in los angeles, i WILL NOT compromise my desire to adorn my bod in sweaters, scarves, socks with pizazz, and other autumn-ish-articles-of-the-like. i. will. not. back. down.

i wrote this a while back when i was so bad at facebook. nothing has changed. well, that’s not entirely fair. i just updated my status… but in sincere honesty… i remain anxious and uneasy by way of facebook’s multi-media-ways.

i am so bad at facebook.
a poem by katie costello

i am so bad at facebook.
when i turn on my computer the first thing i want to do is check my email and not facebook.
i am so bad at facebook.
tagged photos, photo albums, and photo collages make me feel as though i neglect to take advantage of the whole digital photography thing.
i am so bad at facebook.
i never check my inbox because i’m not sure i am able to mentally cope with the idea that 
every person i’ve ever met ever will send an update about their seemingly non-abrasive, non-profit organization.
i am so bad at facebook.
the endless possibilities of flare, gifts, bumper stickers, and the unstoppable desire to say “i like this” via passive-aggressive facebook applications make my brain cry with fear.
i am so bad at facebook.
you can chat with people? and they know you’re currently on facebook?
and you can’t pretend that you’re not? wait - you can pretend that you’re not?
i am so bad at facebook.
it makes me frighteningly aware of every aspect of myself and my tragic inability to self-actualize in the cyber world and therefore, a belief that i am incapable of self-actualizing in the physical world. the “real” world. 
i am so bad at facebook.
and i’m not exactly sure what to do. it makes me feel inept and weak. 
but i will continue to try. i want to join the interweb. i really do.
i am just.
so.
bad.
at facebook.


this poem is based on my personal experiences with facebook. everything described is based on real people and events (the real person being me and the real event being facebook).

i feel like doing this… this is what i need and want right now in this very moment.

JUST IN! “isn’t it lovely” music video! this is my first video-doodle ever… we filmed it at the New Hazlett Theatre in Pittsburgh, PA on the set of Attack Theatre’s “Passion Reflected” http://www.attacktheatre.com/productions/#passion. Directed by Matt Karam and Edited by Sterling Scott.

i now own this typewriter. my life is complete. typewriters are charming computers without the brain-hurt.