Nicole Fegan

michelle ng _Substance over performance

Voices Carry

Can slam poetry still inspire?

“You took my heart like a thief in the night, placed it in the iridescent colors of your soul, put it in a box. Locked it with a key, and kept it. That’s how you start it, with a deep ass line.” This is how Daisy Armstrong begins her 2011 spoken word poem “This Shit…

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Spring Nights

“a periwinkle that grounds me”

Spring nights beg oxymoron: a windchill waxing, disturbing the 80-degree heat. My skin transporting into summer as the dark sky whispers tender memories of winter. I cannot tell if the sky is cloudless or composed of one giant, incoming blue-gray thunderstorm. The wind blows tears into my eyes as Elliott Smith’s “Between the Bars” plays…

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song to song

the case for movie scores

I get a fair share of funny looks when I say my favorite song of all time is “Test Drive” from the How To Train Your Dragon score. It’s a far cry from the genres typically associated with one’s favorite music, but something about this John Powell masterpiece struck me the first time I heard…

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music of emotion

the case for movie scores

           I get a fair share of funny looks when I say my favorite song of all time is “Test Drive” from the How To Train Your Dragon score. It’s a far cry from the genres typically associated with one’s favorite music, but something about this John Powell masterpiece struck me the first time I…

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Nostalgia, Guilt and Alcohol

making amends

Allow me to paint the picture: I am four shots of vodka into an October night, on the stage in Zete’s fraternity house, seemingly soaring through the evening, when suddenly, the incessant desire to text everyone I have ever loved sets in. I know very clearly that the boy from last year hates me, but…