In 2001 Higgins' sister entered "All for Believing" on her behalf into Unearthed, radio station triple J's competition for unsigned bands. The song won the competition and was added to the station's playlist.[8] Two record companies showed an interest in Higgins — Sony and Eleven.[6] She signed with Eleven, a decision partly based on the fact that they were happy for her to take time to backpack around Europe.[6] Having spent years planning the trip with a friend, she spent most of 2002 in Europe.[10][11] While she was travelling, a recording of "All for Believing" started to be played by Los Angeles radio station KCRW.[11] This brought attention from U.S. record labels and, by the end of 2002, an international record deal with Warner Bros.
I think that this is an absolutely beautiful song.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Ethnic hands
Funny story...
My homeboy and I were drunk at a bar, and decided to go to another bar afterward. At this second bar, he got involved in a conversation with two guys. I was completely uninterested in what they were talking about until the very end as we were leaving. One of the two guy said, "I don't like my hands. Look at them! I like my friend's hands though(A white guy). Ugh, I hate my hands. I have ethnic hands." It instantly got my liquored up blood boiling. I ask,"What the hell are ethnic hands?" He responds, while holding up his hands that "his knuckles were large." I told him that race had NOTHING to do that. I'm sure at this point in time my homeboy is realizing that this isn't a good conversation for me to be in, and he gently, but forcefully makes me leave.
It has been weeks, and I'm still bothered by this. Mostly because for me, I have a very specific childhood memory that continues to plague me that came to mind. When I was younger, my sister and I generally got the same dolls, but I always wanted the white doll, even though they were the same doll, made of the same material. Somehow, the color of the doll made it seem better. In that same way, that guy saw his own hands as inferior. He was pointing out normal physical characteristics of hands that he hated.
Sometimes society makes it hard to see similarities in humans. A lot times we are searching to find what's different. Perhaps, a good starting point is searching to find ourselves so that we can appreciate ourselves...everything about ourselves first.
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