hello folks, i'm ally
Dear Rocka readers,
I’m writing this from the floor of my very expensive Air B&B bedroom. It’s a beautiful new room near Glendale. I have my own bathroom and I’m about 300 feet away from a great Taiwanese place. What more could a gal ask for?
I moved to Los Angeles for an internship this summer which ended up falling through a few days before I began my drive. After a couple tears, it dawned on me that I’d be in my twenties in one of the coolest city of the country. I quickly sobered up.
I wouldn’t be this calm if it weren’t for the many years of my teens when I worked full-time and my supportive parents who are helping me out. I’ve been here for a week now and am trying to find a new job or internship. Like most everything in the music industry, things are fast and very chaotic. I’m hoping to get caught up in some storm some time soon.
My goal for the future of Rocka is to make it more personal. I started this little site of mine when I was very ill and in hell*. I didn’t realize how self-conscious I was about this very cool little world I had created for myself until I transferred colleges. I was met with so much support and love. People posted my articles, asked me about what I was listening to, and put my stickers on their laptops. But the very pivotal moment came only a few months ago.
I was at a party when a friend of a friend drunkenly said “what’s up,rockamag?”
He smelled like whiskey and his eyes kept fluttering, but he was upright and happy. For the rest of the night, I couldn’t stop smiling.
In retrospect, it is so little. I just love how in that highly intoxicated state, rockamag = me.
He then asked if I wanted to see a magic trick and nearly broke his glasses. I had to crawl between people’s legs to retrieve the rogue lens.
For years, I’ve kept Rocka at an arm’s distance. I’ve gone by different names, changed my personality a bit, and sculpted an alter ego through it. But I guess now it’s time to realize that I am rockamag. How strange! No one else has written anything on my site, artists reach out to work with me, and I have built this all.
I have a handful of stories and thoughts I’d like to share in this format. The time I met Briston Maroney in a Sprouts parking lot. The really strange adult men who try to live vicariously through me. Why I can build 100+ highly specific playlists but cannot tell someone when I love them. You know, all light topics.
I’m going to end these with what I’m listening to. My current obsession is “Passing Moments” by Blue Screen High. This is a project by Cole from Charity Kiss. This song makes me think of people and myself as just conglomerates of moments. We’re like walking mosaics of experiences. I’ve been listening to it on the morning walks to my car which I have to park half a mile away because… you know… LA parking. You should watch this video of his performance.
For now, I’ll actually introduce myself with the name I go by. You’ll see “Alexandra” everywhere else, but most people know me as Ally. You get the goods when you sign up for the Rocka Mag Recap: a story, a song, my name.
Until next time,
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