Since I figure this is the easiest way to let people know, Ben broke up with me. Same story as always, he loves me but it's just not working. Life's a bitch.
Can't wait to see you all next week
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Rothbury Festival
So here's an interesting little concert festival to think about...
The inaugural year of the Rothbury festival - what many hippie jam festival enthusiasts are referring to as "the New Bonnaroo" in reaction to the frustration with the direction that the festival has started going on (editorial comment - I have to admit I'm not overly impressed by the B-roo lineup this year (where's the electronic music???) but I don't think Bonnaroo is going in a bad direction - they're bringing in a lot of GREAT musical acts but it's just a different sound... anyway). Where is the Rothbury festival? Why, in Rothbury, MICHIGAN. On Lake Michigan about an HOUR AND A HALF FROM LANSING. Some highlights of the lineup:
Dave Matthews Band
311
Phil Lesh and Friends
Primus
Modest Mouse
STS9
Disco Biscuits
Bassnectar
So, I'm strongly considering going to this instead of Bonnaroo, unless the late adds for it really impress me. I mean, Michigan in the summer time? that will be awesome.
www.rothburyfestival.com
Fuck yeah - let's get Michigan back on the map for something besides Detroit
The inaugural year of the Rothbury festival - what many hippie jam festival enthusiasts are referring to as "the New Bonnaroo" in reaction to the frustration with the direction that the festival has started going on (editorial comment - I have to admit I'm not overly impressed by the B-roo lineup this year (where's the electronic music???) but I don't think Bonnaroo is going in a bad direction - they're bringing in a lot of GREAT musical acts but it's just a different sound... anyway). Where is the Rothbury festival? Why, in Rothbury, MICHIGAN. On Lake Michigan about an HOUR AND A HALF FROM LANSING. Some highlights of the lineup:
Dave Matthews Band
311
Phil Lesh and Friends
Primus
Modest Mouse
STS9
Disco Biscuits
Bassnectar
So, I'm strongly considering going to this instead of Bonnaroo, unless the late adds for it really impress me. I mean, Michigan in the summer time? that will be awesome.
www.rothburyfestival.com
Fuck yeah - let's get Michigan back on the map for something besides Detroit
Friday, February 22, 2008
Quote of the Day
"Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to. "
- Colonel Jessup in "A Few Good Men"
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Don't know if anyone heard but...
This is an article I found on Variety after reading some info on "Wolverine" on Wikipedia...GAMBIT!!
Twentieth Century Fox has added three more superheroes to "X-Men Origins: Wolverine," with Ryan Reynolds set to play Deadpool, "Friday Night Lights" regular Taylor Kitsch to star as Gambit and hip-hop artist will.i.am joining the cast as John Wraith.
Twentieth Century Fox has added three more superheroes to "X-Men Origins: Wolverine," with Ryan Reynolds set to play Deadpool, "Friday Night Lights" regular Taylor Kitsch to star as Gambit and hip-hop artist will.i.am joining the cast as John Wraith.
Liev Schreiber, Danny Huston and Lynn Collins round out the cast as Victor Creed/Sabretooth, Col. William Stryker and Kayla Silver Fox, respectively.
Hugh Jackman reprises the role of Wolverine in the "X-Men" spinoff that Gavin Hood is lensing in New Zealand, Australia and New Orleans. Pic bows May 1, 2009.
David Benioff penned the script, which would reveal the origins of the Wolverine character and introduce other mutants not yet seen in the "X-Men" franchise.
Marvel has been eyeing the possibility of casting Reynolds as Deadpool, an assassin with self-healing powers, for some time with the idea of spinning off the character into his own film series should the character prove popular among moviegoers.
Fox and Marvel have also long wanted to add the card-throwing character of Gambit to the "X-Men" franchise but could never find a way to give him enough screen time among the many other mutants that have appeared in each film.
Black Eyed Peas frontman will.i.am will play Wraith, a mutant who has the power to teleport, and is another test subject of the Weapon X program that created Wolverine and other mercenaries. It would be his first film role.
Awesome right? Go Marvel comics movies!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
So this idea that I had is pretty fuckin' sweet...
And its an idea for a drinking game.
(Yes, apartment dwellers, I know that you know about this game. So now you know that I know that you know about this new game, please still feel free to chip in your two cents.)
Okay. So this idea came to me when I was searching through the movie titles at my parents house after my sister asked me to pick a movie. I was not in the mood to watch a movie because I knew that we would be leaving soon so I decided to name off porn versions of every actual movie.
I figure that we are all clever enough to come up with something within 3-5 seconds. So the deal would be that you lose points for every second after the 5th until you figure out a title. Each lost point would be a drink. So I will hereafter refer to "points" as "drinks". See a problem, fix a problem.
The way that you would win drinks would be something-along-the-lines-of-but-not-necessarily-the-same-as this:
Using innuendo without making the film NC-17 (This one is totally up for interpretation. It could become more along the lines of: a really shitty/unfunny version of whatever porn name you come up with.) = 1 drink to pass (which will hereafeter be referred to as "DP")
Involving Sexual Devices such as Dildos or Fake Vaginas = 2 DP's
Naming Actual Sexual Acts = 5 DP's
**Bonus Films**
These are films that already sound like filthy, dirty, ridiculously funny porn. Films like, "Hot Rod" or "Fun with Dick and Jane" or "Black Snake Moan" or "The Vagina Monologues".
Okay, so the way that one would get points on these movies would be by coming up with a fake plotline for the movie, but also making it a porno. Get it? Right? I am telling you, this could be phenomenally fun! These would be worth double the DP's! (you would recieve double time as well)
Oh, and I thought of adding one more Bonus Card. So you would get this card, right, and it would say something like "Backdoor Blonde Slutfest 69" or "Candy Girls 9". (I think I have that last one...hahaha) and you would have to figure out a way to make that correct for censors. That would be a really difficult one so it would be worth triple the DP's! (you would recieve triple time as well)
So yeah...that is the game. The winner is the one who isn't dead. Suggestions? Wanna play? Got an idea for a name?
(Yes, apartment dwellers, I know that you know about this game. So now you know that I know that you know about this new game, please still feel free to chip in your two cents.)
Okay. So this idea came to me when I was searching through the movie titles at my parents house after my sister asked me to pick a movie. I was not in the mood to watch a movie because I knew that we would be leaving soon so I decided to name off porn versions of every actual movie.
I figure that we are all clever enough to come up with something within 3-5 seconds. So the deal would be that you lose points for every second after the 5th until you figure out a title. Each lost point would be a drink. So I will hereafter refer to "points" as "drinks". See a problem, fix a problem.
The way that you would win drinks would be something-along-the-lines-of-but-not-necessarily-the-same-as this:
Using innuendo without making the film NC-17 (This one is totally up for interpretation. It could become more along the lines of: a really shitty/unfunny version of whatever porn name you come up with.) = 1 drink to pass (which will hereafeter be referred to as "DP")
Involving Sexual Devices such as Dildos or Fake Vaginas = 2 DP's
Naming Actual Sexual Acts = 5 DP's
**Bonus Films**
These are films that already sound like filthy, dirty, ridiculously funny porn. Films like, "Hot Rod" or "Fun with Dick and Jane" or "Black Snake Moan" or "The Vagina Monologues".
Okay, so the way that one would get points on these movies would be by coming up with a fake plotline for the movie, but also making it a porno. Get it? Right? I am telling you, this could be phenomenally fun! These would be worth double the DP's! (you would recieve double time as well)
Oh, and I thought of adding one more Bonus Card. So you would get this card, right, and it would say something like "Backdoor Blonde Slutfest 69" or "Candy Girls 9". (I think I have that last one...hahaha) and you would have to figure out a way to make that correct for censors. That would be a really difficult one so it would be worth triple the DP's! (you would recieve triple time as well)
So yeah...that is the game. The winner is the one who isn't dead. Suggestions? Wanna play? Got an idea for a name?
Thursday, February 14, 2008
GET THE FEBRUARY ISSUE OF THE OFFICIAL XBOX MAGAZINE!!!!
The February 2008 issue of Official Xbox Magazine includes a free bonus disc with three exclusive songs for the Xbox 360 version of Rock Band.
"Rock Rebellion" Bang Camaro
"Shake" Count Zero
"Sprøde" Freezepop
Awesome. Awesome. Awesome.
Night.
"Rock Rebellion" Bang Camaro
"Shake" Count Zero
"Sprøde" Freezepop
Awesome. Awesome. Awesome.
Night.
Thank you, Sexy-Hungry Drunk Girl, for the Major Self Esteem Boost...and the 2$.
Talk about an award-winning night over at JJ's.
First, the place is fucking busy. Well, busy for a Wednesday night.
Then, some jack-in-the-asshole tries to rip food right out of the trays in front of me. So I called him a tool and asked him to take his "Skeevy Dee-vee-us hands outside to enjoy your freaky fast sub." With a smile. I cannot believe I did it, and I am so pissed that no one heard me but him.
And most importantly, some drunk bombshell waltzes in with her also-hot-but-not-as-hot-nor-my-type friend and proceeds to order a couple of subs. Soz I madez'em. And then this gal, completely bombed, starts to tell me that I am working in a very sexy manner. So I flirted for a sec. Whatev's. Now, I can bet that most of this was the alcohol...but hey, when a gorgeous person starts aggressively engaging you in conversation, well, it just makes a guy feel man-pretty again. So I finish everything up and hand her the food, 'cause I'm pretty sweet like that. She rips open the sandwich and takes a bite. I had to get back to work, so I stopped paying attention to her...3 minutes or so pass before she yells at me to come talk to her. I does. 'Cause she has nice ta ta mia's. Lo and behold, at the end of the quick little conversation she hands me a pair of crumpled up bills. Sweetness.
So yeah, that was that.
Then I came home, kicked with the Flaming Lips, got stoned, wrote this, and am now sitting here trying to think of what I would write next if it were the future. Does that make sense? I think it does. Anyway, I want 800 Lips t-shirts.
First, the place is fucking busy. Well, busy for a Wednesday night.
Then, some jack-in-the-asshole tries to rip food right out of the trays in front of me. So I called him a tool and asked him to take his "Skeevy Dee-vee-us hands outside to enjoy your freaky fast sub." With a smile. I cannot believe I did it, and I am so pissed that no one heard me but him.
And most importantly, some drunk bombshell waltzes in with her also-hot-but-not-as-hot-nor-my-type friend and proceeds to order a couple of subs. Soz I madez'em. And then this gal, completely bombed, starts to tell me that I am working in a very sexy manner. So I flirted for a sec. Whatev's. Now, I can bet that most of this was the alcohol...but hey, when a gorgeous person starts aggressively engaging you in conversation, well, it just makes a guy feel man-pretty again. So I finish everything up and hand her the food, 'cause I'm pretty sweet like that. She rips open the sandwich and takes a bite. I had to get back to work, so I stopped paying attention to her...3 minutes or so pass before she yells at me to come talk to her. I does. 'Cause she has nice ta ta mia's. Lo and behold, at the end of the quick little conversation she hands me a pair of crumpled up bills. Sweetness.
So yeah, that was that.
Then I came home, kicked with the Flaming Lips, got stoned, wrote this, and am now sitting here trying to think of what I would write next if it were the future. Does that make sense? I think it does. Anyway, I want 800 Lips t-shirts.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
So is it bad...
...if I dream about doing drugs? A lot. Like most of the dreams I've had over the last month?
There's a part of me that feels like this is a REALLY bad sign, but for whatever reason, I have this total disconnect in my head about the fact that drugs aren't good for you. I've been lucky - never gotten in trouble, never felt concernedly addicted to anything, but honestly I haven't done anything before where I've said "I should never do this again."
I'm not really worried about it, I'm getting my shit done and everything, but it's so ridiculous that even things I HAVEN'T tried are showing up in my dreams... haha
D.A.R.E.? Yeah, you failed hardcore ;)
There's a part of me that feels like this is a REALLY bad sign, but for whatever reason, I have this total disconnect in my head about the fact that drugs aren't good for you. I've been lucky - never gotten in trouble, never felt concernedly addicted to anything, but honestly I haven't done anything before where I've said "I should never do this again."
I'm not really worried about it, I'm getting my shit done and everything, but it's so ridiculous that even things I HAVEN'T tried are showing up in my dreams... haha
D.A.R.E.? Yeah, you failed hardcore ;)
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Advancing My Skills
So I was walking with The Goerg earlier, and I told him about my idea to join a martial arts class next year. I was thinking that something like that would be a good skill to have. The Goerg agreed. You never know when you'll end up in a bar fight, or a fight at a party, or in a fight at the zoo. Being able to defend yourself properly is very useful and I don't know why I never did this before.
What if, in the unlikely but plausible scenario, aliens came down from space and started attacking. But they were impervious to bullets, but not to karate chops. Or groin kicks. So you have to karate chop and groin kick your way to defeating the aliens, who mysteriously don't use air strikes, but that's because they're stupid aliens who die from karate chops. So, if that ever happened (it could happen, you never fucking know), then I would like to have the know-how to karate chop those bastards with the most efficiency...and possibly break a board or 2 along the way.
I also think I'm going to teach myself to play the guitar sometime in the near future. It took me too long to get into trying this, I know, but now I really have the desire to play it. Also, you have to be able to play a rocking guitar solo after you karate chop some mother fucking aliens! ROCKN'ROLLA!!!
What if, in the unlikely but plausible scenario, aliens came down from space and started attacking. But they were impervious to bullets, but not to karate chops. Or groin kicks. So you have to karate chop and groin kick your way to defeating the aliens, who mysteriously don't use air strikes, but that's because they're stupid aliens who die from karate chops. So, if that ever happened (it could happen, you never fucking know), then I would like to have the know-how to karate chop those bastards with the most efficiency...and possibly break a board or 2 along the way.
I also think I'm going to teach myself to play the guitar sometime in the near future. It took me too long to get into trying this, I know, but now I really have the desire to play it. Also, you have to be able to play a rocking guitar solo after you karate chop some mother fucking aliens! ROCKN'ROLLA!!!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
If Only It Was That Easy
So we watched Across The Universe earlier today. It got me thinking...what it would be like to take a bag full of clothes and hit the road and end up in a new place. Any place. As long as you meet new, exciting people, like the ones in the movie. People who know how to have a good time and who can get by with whatever they have. People who can teach you amazing new things. To live a life that you never thought possible. Not doing illegal shit, nothing like that. No bank robbing for me. I would like to be in a place that is basically carefree, where you get by by doing something creative. The only problem with that, is that I'm not very creative. This idea would work amazingly well if I knew how to play an instrument or if life were like a movie. It would be one hell of an experience, but I doubt I'd be able to pull off something like that. First off, I don't know how to live without money. Second, I wouldn't know how to find people like that. Last, I doubt I'd be able to just up and leave everyone like that. Oh well, it was just a thought anyways.
Short of an Abyss...
I can think of nothing I would rather sink into at the moment.
I am:
tense, stressed, sore, tired, frustrated, panicked, and just more than a little bit afraid of my fears.
E GAD
We are all at a mojor turning point in our lives. Some of us will be graduating soon, moving on the careers, starting a life. I, on the other hand, will be figuring the things out that I should have known years ago. I guess that I am a little more than freaked about my life. I have a major tendency to overanalyze everything. Everything. Like, to the point that it can become crippling. To the point that I can become trapped in my fucked up head, crack a joke, groove to music, and work without stopping, noticing, flinching.
It is pretty fucked up.
I need something big.
I need.
Perhaps too much.
Beer tonight?
I am:
tense, stressed, sore, tired, frustrated, panicked, and just more than a little bit afraid of my fears.
E GAD
We are all at a mojor turning point in our lives. Some of us will be graduating soon, moving on the careers, starting a life. I, on the other hand, will be figuring the things out that I should have known years ago. I guess that I am a little more than freaked about my life. I have a major tendency to overanalyze everything. Everything. Like, to the point that it can become crippling. To the point that I can become trapped in my fucked up head, crack a joke, groove to music, and work without stopping, noticing, flinching.
It is pretty fucked up.
I need something big.
I need.
Perhaps too much.
Beer tonight?
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Se7en...
I'm watching it on TNT. And despite the amount that is removed for network television, I can't help but be reminded how brilliant this movie is. The cinematography is amazing, the acting is amazing, Brad Pitt makes me want to leap through the screen and rape him, and the story is so well paced and executed that it has become the movie that I compare EVERY other homicide thriller to. That's my random thought of the day
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Quote of the Day
Denny to me: "You're like a teddy bear on Ecstacy!"
My response: "What?"
His response to me: "I have no idea how you are even close to what I just said."
My response: "What?"
His response to me: "I have no idea how you are even close to what I just said."
I return to the blog upset and annoyed
This is not a typical post that you think would be something to do with myself having an issue personally. No, it is not that. I just watched "Deal or No Deal" because once it is on I cannot stop watching it....plus it was an episode with a bunch of NFL players and a guy wearing a Peyton Manning jersey, so naturally.
I know what you're thinking...how could you be annoyed at that? You'd think you'd be in heaven right? Oh no. I am all for the sanctity of marriage and hope to be happily wed one day but if she does to me what this chick did to him I will slit her Achilles. Get this...
He still has the $750,000 and $1 million case left but he has been offered the following...
- A fully loaded 2008 GMAC Denali w/ full tailgating equipment (chairs, tables, coolers)
- 4 season tickets to his favorite NFL team
- Tickets to practice sessions (on the field)
- Sideline passes to several of the games as well
- A private backstage tour of NFL Network studios
- Two footballs signed by the World Champion Indianapolis Colts
- Honorary captain of one game where he also throws out the game ball (which they don't normally do in football)
- Tickets to Super Bowl 42 as well as the SB 42 concert series...all expenses paid
--Now this much is worth approx. $66,000 right now...but there's more--
-$50,000 to top it off
GRAND TOTAL: $166,000
If you were me, you would stroke out and I would kiss Howie Mandel and that creepy banker. There are so many of these things that are once in a lifetime. Oh, but did I mention...he's married? She gave him the look of death and asked "Will this money get you out of your student debts so we can live comfortably?" To this I replied: "OH SCREW YOU BITCH!"
My mom asked me if I would take that prize and within a split second after "Would you" I said "You bet your ass!" $50,000 is nothing to shake your stick at. What did he do? She looked at him with those deadly eyes and he said "No deal" to which I felt like I just got kicked in the balls and I'm sure it felt much worse for him. He about fainted when he heard the prize being offered, he had to sit down!
My point is...God how I would make her sleep on the couch or slap the biatch. He ended up taking a $194,000 deal when he had the $1 million in his case on the table but I digress. Yes, I know that a million bucks is a million bucks but how many of those things listed above are once in a lifetime to someone who treasures the game of football as many of us do. Priceless gifts only the NFL could give. But no, she wants them both to be happy and live comfortably and I understand that...and he may be in her good graces but I'll damn sure tell you that she is not in his. Oh how upset I was....ah...feel better already.
I know what you're thinking...how could you be annoyed at that? You'd think you'd be in heaven right? Oh no. I am all for the sanctity of marriage and hope to be happily wed one day but if she does to me what this chick did to him I will slit her Achilles. Get this...
He still has the $750,000 and $1 million case left but he has been offered the following...
- A fully loaded 2008 GMAC Denali w/ full tailgating equipment (chairs, tables, coolers)
- 4 season tickets to his favorite NFL team
- Tickets to practice sessions (on the field)
- Sideline passes to several of the games as well
- A private backstage tour of NFL Network studios
- Two footballs signed by the World Champion Indianapolis Colts
- Honorary captain of one game where he also throws out the game ball (which they don't normally do in football)
- Tickets to Super Bowl 42 as well as the SB 42 concert series...all expenses paid
--Now this much is worth approx. $66,000 right now...but there's more--
-$50,000 to top it off
GRAND TOTAL: $166,000
If you were me, you would stroke out and I would kiss Howie Mandel and that creepy banker. There are so many of these things that are once in a lifetime. Oh, but did I mention...he's married? She gave him the look of death and asked "Will this money get you out of your student debts so we can live comfortably?" To this I replied: "OH SCREW YOU BITCH!"
My mom asked me if I would take that prize and within a split second after "Would you" I said "You bet your ass!" $50,000 is nothing to shake your stick at. What did he do? She looked at him with those deadly eyes and he said "No deal" to which I felt like I just got kicked in the balls and I'm sure it felt much worse for him. He about fainted when he heard the prize being offered, he had to sit down!
My point is...God how I would make her sleep on the couch or slap the biatch. He ended up taking a $194,000 deal when he had the $1 million in his case on the table but I digress. Yes, I know that a million bucks is a million bucks but how many of those things listed above are once in a lifetime to someone who treasures the game of football as many of us do. Priceless gifts only the NFL could give. But no, she wants them both to be happy and live comfortably and I understand that...and he may be in her good graces but I'll damn sure tell you that she is not in his. Oh how upset I was....ah...feel better already.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Sorry, Bro!
Didn't mean to block your cock last night. I thought you all came home at once. If I would have known, I would have guided the cock towards the prize. With all honesty though, nothing would have happened unless you kicked Hank out of the room for the night. Power to the people!
Sick Day
So for the first time in a long time I'm taking a sick day. Some observations so far:
The day a new Mars Volta and a new Ott cd come out is a great day to take off.
I don't buy very many cds anymore. I need to start actually saying "albums" when I download. stupid technology era
Daytime TV sucks.
"For Richer and for Poorer" with Tim Allen and Kirstie Alley is still just as spectacularly average as it always was, and offers mild chuckles to those who can't find anything to watch.
Best naughty word dubbing ever: "That Buzzard!" "That Witch!"
College is really good about making you feel like you're not allowed to miss classes, even for legitimate reasons. Not to say that it was totally legit, but I'm exhausted and I feel really poorly. So there.
Does it make me insane that I sometimes turn everything else off and watch the itunes visualizer for over an hour when I'm listening to a new album? Does this make me less or more crazy than the fact that I frequently watch tv on mute with closed captioning on and music playing?
That's all for now! Cottonmouth out
The day a new Mars Volta and a new Ott cd come out is a great day to take off.
I don't buy very many cds anymore. I need to start actually saying "albums" when I download. stupid technology era
Daytime TV sucks.
"For Richer and for Poorer" with Tim Allen and Kirstie Alley is still just as spectacularly average as it always was, and offers mild chuckles to those who can't find anything to watch.
Best naughty word dubbing ever: "That Buzzard!" "That Witch!"
College is really good about making you feel like you're not allowed to miss classes, even for legitimate reasons. Not to say that it was totally legit, but I'm exhausted and I feel really poorly. So there.
Does it make me insane that I sometimes turn everything else off and watch the itunes visualizer for over an hour when I'm listening to a new album? Does this make me less or more crazy than the fact that I frequently watch tv on mute with closed captioning on and music playing?
That's all for now! Cottonmouth out
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Last Night I Made a Discovery
I went out to the bar last night to celebrate my friend getting a job and moving to Maryland. While at the bar, we met a couple of ladies. I was talking to one of them and realized that we had nothing to talk about. That got me thinking...my game shows up at random intervals. Some days I can spit some amazing game and others I just fall flat on my face. Most of the time its the latter. I'm just waiting to find that one girl that triggers something in my head and gives me loads of things to talk to her about with no awkward pauses and everything goes perfectly. I don't know where or when that will happen, but I know I will never give my hopes up. I just have to be in the right place at the right time. Until then, here's a picture:
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Mute Math
Not that ANY OF YOU HORSEFUCKERS EVER WRITE ON HERE ANYMORE, but...
I discovered the band Mute Math the other day. I'm pretty much in love. 1 part Incubus, 1 part Radiohead, 1 part Minus the Bear, 1 part God knows what. It's tight as hell though
I would suggest checking out the tracks "Chaos", "Plan B" and "Stare at the Sun"
They were at Bonnaroo at least once... too bad I didn't know about them then. Story of my life!
Cottonmouth out
I discovered the band Mute Math the other day. I'm pretty much in love. 1 part Incubus, 1 part Radiohead, 1 part Minus the Bear, 1 part God knows what. It's tight as hell though
I would suggest checking out the tracks "Chaos", "Plan B" and "Stare at the Sun"
They were at Bonnaroo at least once... too bad I didn't know about them then. Story of my life!
Cottonmouth out
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
I'm not as clever as David!
So I'm not creating a catchy header. too fuckin bad
When I listened to this cd [Sound of Silver by LCD Soundsystem] for the first time on the ride home to Bloomington, I'll admit
I wasn't all that impressed. Me and David had agreed to do this review thing though, and
the more I heard the tracks around town in stores and restaurants, the more I realized
they had grown on me without me noticing. So I'm giving it a second look with a perhaps
opener mind. Yeah I used opener as an adjective, deal with it.
So we start out with "Get Innocuous!" with an understated drum machine holding down the
fort til a bouncy bass-line, sustained piano chords, and a heavy beat eventually take
over the show and remind us that this is going to be a dance album. The song starts
sounding like a mash-up between daft punk and some long-forgotten 80s pop band... in the
best possible way. The texture thins out near the end and adds some radiohead-esque
trippy synthesised strings in the background which carry us with a high harmonic into...
"Time To Get Away". Now we a have a minimal, almost white-stripes sound to begin the
next track. The groove settles in and the percussion section livens things up a bit- the
song grows in intensity basically through the end, but despite it's catchy hook, it
didn't grab my attention nearly as much as the opening track. Although I suppose having
a slight lull in a dance album can be a necessity :)
"North American Scum" is a clever tongue-in-cheek satire on our continent's stereotypes.
With a throbbing bass line and simple guitar line, this song is just fun. James Murphy's
vocal stylings take the lead here, which again (as many critics agree) sound like a not
so distant memory of 80s pop music.
Now we've got another more synthetic track - "Someone Great" - with turntable squeals and
a pulsing sample in the background. The mood relaxes with the introduction of the voice,
but some clever bass moments and the bubbly guitar keep it driving forward. I'm dying
for this track to hit a bigger climax, but alas that is not the way it went. I still like it though
The stuttering unsteady piano at the beginning of "All My Friends" reminds me just a
LITTLE too much of trying to teach little kids piano lessons, but soon the drums set the
beat straight and the song takes off. This song is a little repetitive for my tastes, and like "Time To Get Away" just doesn't really grab me.
It occurs to me that I've not been paying attention to the lyrics barely at all... hmmm. I guess that's just not what I pay the most attention to when I first hear a song.
Next comes "Us V Them" A funky little number that's the most danceable we've come across since the opening track. Another silly, fun song with lots of creative percussion (especially at the build-up where they start saying "us and them..."). The bass line is just great.
The tempo stays up for "Watch The Tapes", which with the right speakers could get anyone's toes tapping. A short little track that gets your blood pumping again.
The title track conjures up images of Daft Punk again for me, with funny (if somewhat random) lyrics. By far one of my favorite tracks on this album, the build-ups are more subtle and the song is a lot more varied than some of the other tracks. The trippy keyboards and percussion bring back in the "vocals" again before the bass gets a moment to shine. This is another track that'll get you dancing no matter who you are.
The final track is such a change from the rest of the album that it scarcely seems to be by the same band. The lovely, heart-felt ballad shows a side of LCD Soundsystem that has not even been hinted at - jazzy and poignant this is another highlight of the album for me. I'll admit I'm a sucker for acoustic bass... The heavier guitar and drums near the end speak louder than some of the lyrics, and the final straightforward outro ends the album very effectively.
So in conclusion...
I WANT to like this album more. The tracks I like, I love. "Get Innocuous!" and the last two tracks are brilliant. And there are a lot of great musical ideas, but sometimes I feel like more thought could have been put into fleshing them out - but this doesn't surprise me, because I would be more into the dance aspect of the band than the punk aspect, and I knew that going into this album. In short, Sound of Silver makes me want to check out more of the band, but I don't think that I would listen to it on a religious basis like some other cds I've found recently.
final answer: 4/5
p.s. This album was acclaimed as one of the best of 2007. I believe that this was a good album, but just not necessarily my cup of tea. You should check it out for yourself :)
When I listened to this cd [Sound of Silver by LCD Soundsystem] for the first time on the ride home to Bloomington, I'll admit
I wasn't all that impressed. Me and David had agreed to do this review thing though, and
the more I heard the tracks around town in stores and restaurants, the more I realized
they had grown on me without me noticing. So I'm giving it a second look with a perhaps
opener mind. Yeah I used opener as an adjective, deal with it.
So we start out with "Get Innocuous!" with an understated drum machine holding down the
fort til a bouncy bass-line, sustained piano chords, and a heavy beat eventually take
over the show and remind us that this is going to be a dance album. The song starts
sounding like a mash-up between daft punk and some long-forgotten 80s pop band... in the
best possible way. The texture thins out near the end and adds some radiohead-esque
trippy synthesised strings in the background which carry us with a high harmonic into...
"Time To Get Away". Now we a have a minimal, almost white-stripes sound to begin the
next track. The groove settles in and the percussion section livens things up a bit- the
song grows in intensity basically through the end, but despite it's catchy hook, it
didn't grab my attention nearly as much as the opening track. Although I suppose having
a slight lull in a dance album can be a necessity :)
"North American Scum" is a clever tongue-in-cheek satire on our continent's stereotypes.
With a throbbing bass line and simple guitar line, this song is just fun. James Murphy's
vocal stylings take the lead here, which again (as many critics agree) sound like a not
so distant memory of 80s pop music.
Now we've got another more synthetic track - "Someone Great" - with turntable squeals and
a pulsing sample in the background. The mood relaxes with the introduction of the voice,
but some clever bass moments and the bubbly guitar keep it driving forward. I'm dying
for this track to hit a bigger climax, but alas that is not the way it went. I still like it though
The stuttering unsteady piano at the beginning of "All My Friends" reminds me just a
LITTLE too much of trying to teach little kids piano lessons, but soon the drums set the
beat straight and the song takes off. This song is a little repetitive for my tastes, and like "Time To Get Away" just doesn't really grab me.
It occurs to me that I've not been paying attention to the lyrics barely at all... hmmm. I guess that's just not what I pay the most attention to when I first hear a song.
Next comes "Us V Them"
The tempo stays up for "Watch The Tapes", which with the right speakers could get anyone's toes tapping. A short little track that gets your blood pumping again.
The title track conjures up images of Daft Punk again for me, with funny (if somewhat random) lyrics. By far one of my favorite tracks on this album, the build-ups are more subtle and the song is a lot more varied than some of the other tracks. The trippy keyboards and percussion bring back in the "vocals" again before the bass gets a moment to shine. This is another track that'll get you dancing no matter who you are.
The final track is such a change from the rest of the album that it scarcely seems to be by the same band. The lovely, heart-felt ballad shows a side of LCD Soundsystem that has not even been hinted at - jazzy and poignant this is another highlight of the album for me. I'll admit I'm a sucker for acoustic bass... The heavier guitar and drums near the end speak louder than some of the lyrics, and the final straightforward outro ends the album very effectively.
So in conclusion...
I WANT to like this album more. The tracks I like, I love. "Get Innocuous!" and the last two tracks are brilliant. And there are a lot of great musical ideas, but sometimes I feel like more thought could have been put into fleshing them out - but this doesn't surprise me, because I would be more into the dance aspect of the band than the punk aspect, and I knew that going into this album. In short, Sound of Silver makes me want to check out more of the band, but I don't think that I would listen to it on a religious basis like some other cds I've found recently.
final answer: 4/5
p.s. This album was acclaimed as one of the best of 2007. I believe that this was a good album, but just not necessarily my cup of tea. You should check it out for yourself :)
The Sound of 'Silver' is right
LCD Soundsystem is the musical project of a producer, James Murphy. Sounds of Silver was the second release from Murphy on March 12, 2007. It was highly acclaimed when it came out.
When I first heard about LCD Soundsystem, I thought it was just another techno album with pounding back beats and loud annoying noises. As you’ll read, I was terribly wrong:
Get Innocuous
This song is a great opener with a solid groove. It is complete with a catchy chant phrase in the middle of the song which is always. This first makes me beg the question, “Was this a B-Side to Ziggy Stardust?” I mean, you cannot deny the obvious David Bowie-esque way that this song flows with its almost lazy lyric lines. It’s a very good song with just enough variation on the main theme to keep the interest in the song for all seven minutes. Off to a good start. Favorite musical part: The slightly palm muted guitar riding the beat for most of the way. 4/5. (Yes, I looked up to see what Innocuous means: harmless. Let’s get harmless!)
Time to Get Away
In the first seconds of this song, my head immediately started bopping and didn’t quit. The lyrical quality mirrors the vocals of Bands like Ima Robot, where the vocals are merely another melody to this song and it doesn’t matter if you are a master opera singer. You have to love the attempt (and succession) of a solid high vocal part. The bass kicks it through this song and the extra percussion comes in at the exact time it should. It has a very classy fake ending to the song and rocks it until the end Not as good as its preceding song but not far behind. Favorite musical part: The keyboard accents that come in threes in the pre-chorus and chorus. 3.75/5
North American Scum
Ah, the single. It seems like the song is going to be exciting for the first moments (a very monotone, low, rumbling synthesizer). The very millisecond that the verse starts, this song stands out definitely as the single. It has that certain catchy radio quality. The post-chorus/ verse 2 has a great guitar part that keeps even the punk-rawkers interested. ::points to self:: The extra female vocals on parts add a touch of class and Architecture in Helsinki sound to it. Awesomeness, sheer awesomeness. Finally, we have an anthem for all of us, North American Scum. Don’t blame the Canadians! Favorite musical part: The aforementioned guitar part. 4.5/5.
Someone Great
Postal Service comes to mind. This song is the first one that actually had deeper lyrics and a message or story to tell. The lines that grabbed me the most is: “I miss the way we used to argue,” or “And it keeps coming until the day it stops and then it keeps it coming.” This song would have to be the stereotyped “ballad” of a CD and it is a damn good one. It keeps it slowly and doesn’t add anything fancy because it doesn’t need it. It’s hard to find a good electronically themed band that can keep it not complicated. Solid. Favorite musical part: The lyrics! 3/5
All My Friends
This song has a great piano part that begins to build up the song. It very reminiscent of the way “One Big Holiday” made me listen to music. (Remember those Sweet Sounds Vol. 6 days!) This has a brilliant reference to Pink Floyd. “Set the controls for the heart of the sun.” I kept waiting for this song to change unfortunately and it never really came. I mean, seven and a half minutes, c’mon. Favorite musical part: The repetitious music saved by the beautifully melodic vocals. 3/5.
Us v. Them
I know I shouldn’t constantly compare this band to another band for every song, but it’s a compliment (since the bands that are being compared are my favorites). This song screams Beck…and in a really effin’ sweet way. It is the Beck that I love. You know, the smooth and groovy stuff. A porn-ish silky bass line rides the majority of the song and makes me feel it all through my body. I find it to be a really nice party-feeling song. Favorite musical part: The killer toms beginning at 6:53 and the soft “bells” at 0:45 in the song. 4.5/5.
Watch The Tapes
This song caught me off guard. It has a classic punk rock introduction a la Johnny Ramone. This song, my friend, is a stand out track. It blend so many sounds together. It holds a very simple beat, and holds a certain “basement Indy band” feel. It seems to cram a lot of words into the shortest song on the album. Yet always keeping my favorite line in every verse, “We’re both high high high, high high on lemon sips,” and always replacing the second line with something more clever than the one before. Outstanding. Favorite Musical part: Lemon sips, duh. 5/5.
Sound of SilverNow, to me, a title track has some certain expectations it has to which it must live up. It should represent the entire album and it should be an amazing track. This song did not disappoint. Although all of the lyrics can be fit into a small paragraph:
sound of silver talk to me
makes you want to feel like a teenager
until you remember the feelings of
a real life emotional teenager
then you think again
Now the music is what the song is about. This is the first song that really made me remember that this was an electronic band. It has a psychedelic pseudo-jam blending right into the end of this track. It was quite the change of pace from the rest of the album. (Then again, does this album have a pace?) Favorite musical part: All of it (cop out.) 4/5.
New York, I Love You But Your Bringing Me Down
This song is about how disappointed he is in the city as a whole of New York. It is completely different than anything else on the album and from what I’ve heard; different from anything he’s ever done. It is a very well written song with some very witty lyrics. It is definitely a favorite on the album. Favorite Musical part: “New York, I love you but you’re freaking me out \ There’s a ton of the twist \ But we’re fresh out of shout.” 4/5.
By my calculation, this album received 35.75/45 or a 79.44% but in my class, I grade on a curve so I think this album would get a solid grade of 85% or a B. This is a great album and I would suggest it to anyone. Silver is the right metal to describe this album, not quite gold. Peace.
When I first heard about LCD Soundsystem, I thought it was just another techno album with pounding back beats and loud annoying noises. As you’ll read, I was terribly wrong:
Get Innocuous
This song is a great opener with a solid groove. It is complete with a catchy chant phrase in the middle of the song which is always. This first makes me beg the question, “Was this a B-Side to Ziggy Stardust?” I mean, you cannot deny the obvious David Bowie-esque way that this song flows with its almost lazy lyric lines. It’s a very good song with just enough variation on the main theme to keep the interest in the song for all seven minutes. Off to a good start. Favorite musical part: The slightly palm muted guitar riding the beat for most of the way. 4/5. (Yes, I looked up to see what Innocuous means: harmless. Let’s get harmless!)
Time to Get Away
In the first seconds of this song, my head immediately started bopping and didn’t quit. The lyrical quality mirrors the vocals of Bands like Ima Robot, where the vocals are merely another melody to this song and it doesn’t matter if you are a master opera singer. You have to love the attempt (and succession) of a solid high vocal part. The bass kicks it through this song and the extra percussion comes in at the exact time it should. It has a very classy fake ending to the song and rocks it until the end Not as good as its preceding song but not far behind. Favorite musical part: The keyboard accents that come in threes in the pre-chorus and chorus. 3.75/5
North American Scum
Ah, the single. It seems like the song is going to be exciting for the first moments (a very monotone, low, rumbling synthesizer). The very millisecond that the verse starts, this song stands out definitely as the single. It has that certain catchy radio quality. The post-chorus/ verse 2 has a great guitar part that keeps even the punk-rawkers interested. ::points to self:: The extra female vocals on parts add a touch of class and Architecture in Helsinki sound to it. Awesomeness, sheer awesomeness. Finally, we have an anthem for all of us, North American Scum. Don’t blame the Canadians! Favorite musical part: The aforementioned guitar part. 4.5/5.
Someone Great
Postal Service comes to mind. This song is the first one that actually had deeper lyrics and a message or story to tell. The lines that grabbed me the most is: “I miss the way we used to argue,” or “And it keeps coming until the day it stops and then it keeps it coming.” This song would have to be the stereotyped “ballad” of a CD and it is a damn good one. It keeps it slowly and doesn’t add anything fancy because it doesn’t need it. It’s hard to find a good electronically themed band that can keep it not complicated. Solid. Favorite musical part: The lyrics! 3/5
All My Friends
This song has a great piano part that begins to build up the song. It very reminiscent of the way “One Big Holiday” made me listen to music. (Remember those Sweet Sounds Vol. 6 days!) This has a brilliant reference to Pink Floyd. “Set the controls for the heart of the sun.” I kept waiting for this song to change unfortunately and it never really came. I mean, seven and a half minutes, c’mon. Favorite musical part: The repetitious music saved by the beautifully melodic vocals. 3/5.
Us v. Them
I know I shouldn’t constantly compare this band to another band for every song, but it’s a compliment (since the bands that are being compared are my favorites). This song screams Beck…and in a really effin’ sweet way. It is the Beck that I love. You know, the smooth and groovy stuff. A porn-ish silky bass line rides the majority of the song and makes me feel it all through my body. I find it to be a really nice party-feeling song. Favorite musical part: The killer toms beginning at 6:53 and the soft “bells” at 0:45 in the song. 4.5/5.
Watch The Tapes
This song caught me off guard. It has a classic punk rock introduction a la Johnny Ramone. This song, my friend, is a stand out track. It blend so many sounds together. It holds a very simple beat, and holds a certain “basement Indy band” feel. It seems to cram a lot of words into the shortest song on the album. Yet always keeping my favorite line in every verse, “We’re both high high high, high high on lemon sips,” and always replacing the second line with something more clever than the one before. Outstanding. Favorite Musical part: Lemon sips, duh. 5/5.
Sound of SilverNow, to me, a title track has some certain expectations it has to which it must live up. It should represent the entire album and it should be an amazing track. This song did not disappoint. Although all of the lyrics can be fit into a small paragraph:
sound of silver talk to me
makes you want to feel like a teenager
until you remember the feelings of
a real life emotional teenager
then you think again
Now the music is what the song is about. This is the first song that really made me remember that this was an electronic band. It has a psychedelic pseudo-jam blending right into the end of this track. It was quite the change of pace from the rest of the album. (Then again, does this album have a pace?) Favorite musical part: All of it (cop out.) 4/5.
New York, I Love You But Your Bringing Me Down
This song is about how disappointed he is in the city as a whole of New York. It is completely different than anything else on the album and from what I’ve heard; different from anything he’s ever done. It is a very well written song with some very witty lyrics. It is definitely a favorite on the album. Favorite Musical part: “New York, I love you but you’re freaking me out \ There’s a ton of the twist \ But we’re fresh out of shout.” 4/5.
By my calculation, this album received 35.75/45 or a 79.44% but in my class, I grade on a curve so I think this album would get a solid grade of 85% or a B. This is a great album and I would suggest it to anyone. Silver is the right metal to describe this album, not quite gold. Peace.
R.I.P. Heath Ledger
Tuesday, Jan. 22, 2008:
"Heath Ledger, the talented 28-year-old actor who gravitated toward dark, brooding roles that defied his leading-man looks, was found dead Tuesday in a Manhattan apartment, face-down and naked at the foot of his bed with prescription sleeping pills nearby, police said.
There was no obvious indication that the Australian-born Ledger had committed suicide, NYPD spokesman Paul Browne said."
That is a tragic loss. Now, I didn't like all of Heath Ledger's movies, but I did like him as an actor. I believe he will play a great Joker and it is sad he will never be able to reprise that roll. He will be missed.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Goodbye fair ciggies
So I'm gonna go to the store and buy myself a pack of cigarettes. And then when it's done, I'm done smoking down here. Ben and Kristin are both on the verge of quitting, and I figured that's a good idea for me too because, alas, I have the self control of a lemming and as soon as I see someone light up, I want one. And not only that but there's actually a campus wide ban on smoking - i.e. no smoking outside of any buildings as long as you are on university campus. I don't know what exactly they're hoping to accomplish by doing this, but I don't make the rules. So that's it. I'm writing this here so I have documentation if I lapse back in to it, and can thus feel even shittier about myself than normal.
Cottonmouth out
Cottonmouth out
The Song Remains the Same
So as a conscientious outside observer on these recent goings-downs within the apartment, I have a couple things to point out to y'all.
It's obviously gettin to be wintertime, because there's a lot of pissyness. And if you guys think that this is any change from in the past, you're mistaken. How many times did I have to yell at people over the last few years about leaving beer cans and cigarettes and trash on the coffee tables [my eyes drift from the computer screen to the cigarette burn on the table, no doubt the product of no one listening to me about how plastic cups and paper plates are not ashtrays...]. The fact of the matter is, and I say this dripping with the most HONEST LOVE for you all: you are all a bunch of lazy pothead slobs. I am too. Most people who spend the majority of their time being stoned are. There's nothing wrong with it. But it's something that you have to learn to deal with, because when those dubs show up at the door at 2 in the morning when everyone's on the verge of passing out, I will bet you no one will take their trash to the garbage can until the next day. Or the next week. You'd be amazed how little time it takes to clean up - and I agree with Hock, cleaning up does not mean clearing off the coffee table of trash. And despite the fact that I disagree with his passive aggressive way of bringing it up, don't fool yourselves into thinking it's the first time you've heard this, and play the martyr and say that it was because of bottling up annoyed feelings. It's your fucking home - nobody should HAVE to tell you to clean up after yourselves. And in my past experiences, even when I DID tell people to clean up after themselves, they usually didn't.
I live by myself now, and as lonely as it gets, I'll tell you one thing - my place stays looking nice. I don't work hard at it. I have swept and vacuumed once each since I moved in, and the most actual cleaning I do is getting a towel wet and wiping down things that are sticky or look gross. It doesn't stay immaculate, but I know I can always invite someone over and not be embarrassed.
so, to sum up, you guys will either learn to pick up after yourselves, or you won't. And until you do, you will continue to have people nagging at you to do so. Or you'll just live in flith. Your call.
And Hock - as long as there is no catalyst for something to change its behavior, in general it will not. Don't assume that because people haven't picked up on this shit it's because they're lazy or ignorant of it.
Much love to you all, I hope this didn't come across as super mean.
PEACE BITCHES!!!
It's obviously gettin to be wintertime, because there's a lot of pissyness. And if you guys think that this is any change from in the past, you're mistaken. How many times did I have to yell at people over the last few years about leaving beer cans and cigarettes and trash on the coffee tables [my eyes drift from the computer screen to the cigarette burn on the table, no doubt the product of no one listening to me about how plastic cups and paper plates are not ashtrays...]. The fact of the matter is, and I say this dripping with the most HONEST LOVE for you all: you are all a bunch of lazy pothead slobs. I am too. Most people who spend the majority of their time being stoned are. There's nothing wrong with it. But it's something that you have to learn to deal with, because when those dubs show up at the door at 2 in the morning when everyone's on the verge of passing out, I will bet you no one will take their trash to the garbage can until the next day. Or the next week. You'd be amazed how little time it takes to clean up - and I agree with Hock, cleaning up does not mean clearing off the coffee table of trash. And despite the fact that I disagree with his passive aggressive way of bringing it up, don't fool yourselves into thinking it's the first time you've heard this, and play the martyr and say that it was because of bottling up annoyed feelings. It's your fucking home - nobody should HAVE to tell you to clean up after yourselves. And in my past experiences, even when I DID tell people to clean up after themselves, they usually didn't.
I live by myself now, and as lonely as it gets, I'll tell you one thing - my place stays looking nice. I don't work hard at it. I have swept and vacuumed once each since I moved in, and the most actual cleaning I do is getting a towel wet and wiping down things that are sticky or look gross. It doesn't stay immaculate, but I know I can always invite someone over and not be embarrassed.
so, to sum up, you guys will either learn to pick up after yourselves, or you won't. And until you do, you will continue to have people nagging at you to do so. Or you'll just live in flith. Your call.
And Hock - as long as there is no catalyst for something to change its behavior, in general it will not. Don't assume that because people haven't picked up on this shit it's because they're lazy or ignorant of it.
Much love to you all, I hope this didn't come across as super mean.
PEACE BITCHES!!!
That Bowl I Didn't Smoke of that Weed I No Longer Have Must Have Been Delicious...
You read that correctly, and I am super not pleased about the arrangement.
Goodbye, my little green friend. When we first met I was just a wide-eyed young man, sailing lost in a crisp blue ocean searching for pirate treasure. A storm approached from the west with such a fury that tore into my ship, ripping the mast out. The ship, my Righteously Ridiculous Rabi Raft, began to break in twain as the waves continued to crash. Everything went black...
...when I awoke the sun burned white hot into my eyes, I was on an island I had never seen before. But, you know, it is your typical island in the middle of no where; beautiful beaches, coconut trees aplenty, almost constantly active volcano, Wilson, those weird kids from Lord of the Flies chasing after some bullshit green eyed monster, well hidden buried treasure, parrots. That kind of stuff. Oh, and a fully staffed and operational Denny's. But they have some jackass rule about not smoking until 9pm during the week so it doesn't get much business during the day. Oh, and there is a bar. Any bar you want it to be. It doesn't matter which one, just pick and that is what you will see. It's magical...
...when my arch nemesis, Evil Chuck Norris, arrived to see if I was actually dead I showed him just how not dead I was. With my sword. And stabbing. It was pretty intense, actually. He was all, "so it seems you ARE alive." And I was all, "Yep" At which point I stabbed him. I went for the stomach but ended up going through his rib cage, catching a bit of bone on the way through. Then he was all, "FUCK!" And I was all, "Yep." Because that probably fucking hurt. A lot. And then he died and all of his crew asked to be my crew and I said yes. Then I poisoned all of them at dinner. It seemed like a good idea at the time until I realized that captaining a ship fucking sucks if you don't have anyone to captain. At that point I decided that I was totally fucking screwed so I went onto the main deck and asked Poseidon to give me a crew that I could "hang out" with. Poseidon said that would be cool. My crew was fascinating to watch and "hang out" with. They only wanted to sit on couches and listen to/play music and have weirdly fun conversation. The experience was something else, I'll tell you what. People would come up on the main deck and "hang out" for a bit, possibly change the music. Land was nearing...
...Anyway, somebody smoked it.
Basically, what I have learned is that I can no longer hope that if I leave anything on the coffee table it should be there when I return.
But oh, what was on said coffee table?
The saddest bag on the entire planet: An empty bag of hope.
Initially, throats were to be cut. However, I sat down for a cigarette and decided that I would only be amusingly enraged. Here is where it gets a little tricky...what does it mean to be amusingly enraged? Well, my friends, it means that I am still pretty pissed about this but can still laugh about it. Which is good, because I probably will not be upset for very long.
And, upon further review, it is entirely possible that I am upset with no one because I could easily have used it last night without remembering. So yeah, whatever.
*The Italics were added during a wonderful rewrite.
PS-If you can guess the line where I got really stoned you win a prize!
Goodbye, my little green friend. When we first met I was just a wide-eyed young man, sailing lost in a crisp blue ocean searching for pirate treasure. A storm approached from the west with such a fury that tore into my ship, ripping the mast out. The ship, my Righteously Ridiculous Rabi Raft, began to break in twain as the waves continued to crash. Everything went black...
...when I awoke the sun burned white hot into my eyes, I was on an island I had never seen before. But, you know, it is your typical island in the middle of no where; beautiful beaches, coconut trees aplenty, almost constantly active volcano, Wilson, those weird kids from Lord of the Flies chasing after some bullshit green eyed monster, well hidden buried treasure, parrots. That kind of stuff. Oh, and a fully staffed and operational Denny's. But they have some jackass rule about not smoking until 9pm during the week so it doesn't get much business during the day. Oh, and there is a bar. Any bar you want it to be. It doesn't matter which one, just pick and that is what you will see. It's magical...
...when my arch nemesis, Evil Chuck Norris, arrived to see if I was actually dead I showed him just how not dead I was. With my sword. And stabbing. It was pretty intense, actually. He was all, "so it seems you ARE alive." And I was all, "Yep" At which point I stabbed him. I went for the stomach but ended up going through his rib cage, catching a bit of bone on the way through. Then he was all, "FUCK!" And I was all, "Yep." Because that probably fucking hurt. A lot. And then he died and all of his crew asked to be my crew and I said yes. Then I poisoned all of them at dinner. It seemed like a good idea at the time until I realized that captaining a ship fucking sucks if you don't have anyone to captain. At that point I decided that I was totally fucking screwed so I went onto the main deck and asked Poseidon to give me a crew that I could "hang out" with. Poseidon said that would be cool. My crew was fascinating to watch and "hang out" with. They only wanted to sit on couches and listen to/play music and have weirdly fun conversation. The experience was something else, I'll tell you what. People would come up on the main deck and "hang out" for a bit, possibly change the music. Land was nearing...
...Anyway, somebody smoked it.
Basically, what I have learned is that I can no longer hope that if I leave anything on the coffee table it should be there when I return.
But oh, what was on said coffee table?
The saddest bag on the entire planet: An empty bag of hope.
Initially, throats were to be cut. However, I sat down for a cigarette and decided that I would only be amusingly enraged. Here is where it gets a little tricky...what does it mean to be amusingly enraged? Well, my friends, it means that I am still pretty pissed about this but can still laugh about it. Which is good, because I probably will not be upset for very long.
And, upon further review, it is entirely possible that I am upset with no one because I could easily have used it last night without remembering. So yeah, whatever.
*The Italics were added during a wonderful rewrite.
PS-If you can guess the line where I got really stoned you win a prize!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
hmm
So I just interviewed for an assistantship.
and I made a total ass of myself.
So, long story short, there's a VERY HIGH chance that I may not go to school next year. I'm sick of classes, and singers, and always being nervous about the fact that I (OH MY GOD) like to party. I absolutely love my friends here (even though I still miss you all like crazy) and I would be quite happy just working and making some money to pay off these loans. I'll still take voice lessons and all, but seriously, I'm so fucking over school. Also I'm bored like all the time because it doesn't take up enough of my life. I'm sick of feeling like I'm just sitting around waiting until Ben and his friends are available before I can do anything besides sit at home by myself and watch tv. It's not healthy. And speaking of which, I'm such a codependent mess that I feel depressed whenever I CAN'T hang out with him. I just don't know what to do - if he were to break up with me (which I don't think would happen but still) I would lose basically my entire group of friends. I don't know what to do.
I miss you guys
and I made a total ass of myself.
So, long story short, there's a VERY HIGH chance that I may not go to school next year. I'm sick of classes, and singers, and always being nervous about the fact that I (OH MY GOD) like to party. I absolutely love my friends here (even though I still miss you all like crazy) and I would be quite happy just working and making some money to pay off these loans. I'll still take voice lessons and all, but seriously, I'm so fucking over school. Also I'm bored like all the time because it doesn't take up enough of my life. I'm sick of feeling like I'm just sitting around waiting until Ben and his friends are available before I can do anything besides sit at home by myself and watch tv. It's not healthy. And speaking of which, I'm such a codependent mess that I feel depressed whenever I CAN'T hang out with him. I just don't know what to do - if he were to break up with me (which I don't think would happen but still) I would lose basically my entire group of friends. I don't know what to do.
I miss you guys
Well, I've Decided to Come Back...
...and post again. The only thing is, I don't have much to talk about right now. At the end of this month I'll be 23 years old. Do you know what that means? I'll be 23, still in school, still not knowing what the fuck I want/need to do with my life, and fucking horny as hell. This sucks. I don't feel like doing much anymore. My rationale for doing things depends on my roommates and not on what I want to do. That is a piss-poor way of living life. Although, I guess I'm better off than these twins.
Well, anyways, my experiment is a success so far. I've been intentionally putting the toilet paper on the bathtub edge (closest spot to the wall where the dispenser is) to see if anyone in this apartment will put forth the effort to take the 10 seconds it takes to change the toilet paper and actually put it on the dispenser. So far its been 3 days since its been changed and I've moved the toilet paper roll back to the tub at least 5 times so far...the laziness continues.
Apparently I can't work on Saturdays without being yelled at. The one time Larz wants to stay up here for a weekend, he gets pissed off that I want to help out my boss (for bargaining power) and make extra money for myself. That's just some selfish bullshit. I can see where he's coming from and I didn't have to take the shift, but damn, if you want to make money in this country you're gonna have to make some sacrifices.
So Larz bought Mass Effect yesterday...I wanted to play that with him...I wanted that to happend with Bioshock too..but he has nothing but time and I actually have to do shit, so more than likely I'll have to go back and play everything over again anyways. That's how this apartment handles things, whatever is the most inefficient way of doing thing is the best way of doing things. I really hope everyone watches him play that game, just so I can make them sit through it again when I play it. Yeah, it may be twisted, but I'm sick of being pushed out of my apartment, so to speak. That might be a little harsh, but I don't really know how else to say it. Basically, for all of ya'll that are going to read this, I want someone to take the tiniest bit of initiative and clean something (bathroom, kitchen floor, vacuum, whatever) and I don't just mean clean up all the random trash that accumulates on the table. That's not cleaning, that's throwing away your trash. That's another thing (and this is no attack, I'm not blaming this on anyone) but I hate our coffee table. It just breeds trash and is an amazing haven for ash. I have a theory that all the nice electronics that I own breaks because no one knows how to take care of a fucking electronic device. I can't even bring this up to anyone because no one ever gives a shit about anything around here. I hope that if I live in this city next year that none of the bills are in my name...fuck that...
Well, anyways, my experiment is a success so far. I've been intentionally putting the toilet paper on the bathtub edge (closest spot to the wall where the dispenser is) to see if anyone in this apartment will put forth the effort to take the 10 seconds it takes to change the toilet paper and actually put it on the dispenser. So far its been 3 days since its been changed and I've moved the toilet paper roll back to the tub at least 5 times so far...the laziness continues.
Apparently I can't work on Saturdays without being yelled at. The one time Larz wants to stay up here for a weekend, he gets pissed off that I want to help out my boss (for bargaining power) and make extra money for myself. That's just some selfish bullshit. I can see where he's coming from and I didn't have to take the shift, but damn, if you want to make money in this country you're gonna have to make some sacrifices.
So Larz bought Mass Effect yesterday...I wanted to play that with him...I wanted that to happend with Bioshock too..but he has nothing but time and I actually have to do shit, so more than likely I'll have to go back and play everything over again anyways. That's how this apartment handles things, whatever is the most inefficient way of doing thing is the best way of doing things. I really hope everyone watches him play that game, just so I can make them sit through it again when I play it. Yeah, it may be twisted, but I'm sick of being pushed out of my apartment, so to speak. That might be a little harsh, but I don't really know how else to say it. Basically, for all of ya'll that are going to read this, I want someone to take the tiniest bit of initiative and clean something (bathroom, kitchen floor, vacuum, whatever) and I don't just mean clean up all the random trash that accumulates on the table. That's not cleaning, that's throwing away your trash. That's another thing (and this is no attack, I'm not blaming this on anyone) but I hate our coffee table. It just breeds trash and is an amazing haven for ash. I have a theory that all the nice electronics that I own breaks because no one knows how to take care of a fucking electronic device. I can't even bring this up to anyone because no one ever gives a shit about anything around here. I hope that if I live in this city next year that none of the bills are in my name...fuck that...
Friday, January 4, 2008
I Hate Pitchfork
Yeah you heard me all you indie fuckers- I hate pitchfork. So I like this German group Modeselektor. They gave their newest cd 7.4 - which is a fine score, although I believe it merits higher than that. But let me give you a run down of what was established in this interview.
The first two paragraphs are talking about how IDM and glitch music are bad music genres (which I also disagree with - there is no such thing as a bad genre, just bad artists within it - and frankly it's the reviewers that make up genres anyway to try to compare and analyze everything that way... back to the point though). At the end of the second paragraph they say:
"Truth is, though, these guys (Modeselektor) have moments where they're so good at what they do that they practically redeem the concept altogether"
That seems like a pretty lofty compliment, to pay someone, so let's read on and see where they knocked off these points. 3 paragraphs of glowing praise follow before they get to their reason for bashing the album:
"If there's one criticism to be made of Happy Birthday!, it's to do with its length. 70+ minute records are increasingly difficult to justify in the mp3 age"
I hate to say it, Pitchfork, but when I find that a cd is over an hour, I'm usually THRILLED. And if it's under 45 mins I usually find it very disappointing. They go on to say that the cd is not without its lulls - but what cd isn't? I have only a VERY select few albums where I think that there is not a weak point on the album. In fact the only one I can think of off the top of my head is OK computer. So let's say, with an artist who I like, an average of 80% of the music will be the meat and potatoes to me. On an 160 min album (like Bassnectar's magnum opus "Mesmerizing the Ultra") that's over two hours of music I will love. On a 40 min album (like Radiohead's "In Rainbows") that's just over a half hour of music I'll love. In Rainbows, in my opinion, was tragically short - the material is good, but I would have loved just something like 2 more tracks (and the overall quality of the b-sides on the second cd warrant it in my opinion). I've kinda digressed here, so let me get back to the point. In the mp3 era, where you can receive almost any album for $9.99, what merit is there in praising groups that give you only enough music to fill half a cd. If anything, shouldn't we praise people for going PAST the 80 min mark, and casting off the time constraints that cds instilled on us? I know that most rock albums are in their nature shorter than electronic albums, so I'm NOT saying everyone should try to create an hour and twenty minutes of music per album, but unless the music is decidedly poor quality, I'd rather get more for my money.
The first two paragraphs are talking about how IDM and glitch music are bad music genres (which I also disagree with - there is no such thing as a bad genre, just bad artists within it - and frankly it's the reviewers that make up genres anyway to try to compare and analyze everything that way... back to the point though). At the end of the second paragraph they say:
"Truth is, though, these guys (Modeselektor) have moments where they're so good at what they do that they practically redeem the concept altogether"
That seems like a pretty lofty compliment, to pay someone, so let's read on and see where they knocked off these points. 3 paragraphs of glowing praise follow before they get to their reason for bashing the album:
"If there's one criticism to be made of Happy Birthday!, it's to do with its length. 70+ minute records are increasingly difficult to justify in the mp3 age"
I hate to say it, Pitchfork, but when I find that a cd is over an hour, I'm usually THRILLED. And if it's under 45 mins I usually find it very disappointing. They go on to say that the cd is not without its lulls - but what cd isn't? I have only a VERY select few albums where I think that there is not a weak point on the album. In fact the only one I can think of off the top of my head is OK computer. So let's say, with an artist who I like, an average of 80% of the music will be the meat and potatoes to me. On an 160 min album (like Bassnectar's magnum opus "Mesmerizing the Ultra") that's over two hours of music I will love. On a 40 min album (like Radiohead's "In Rainbows") that's just over a half hour of music I'll love. In Rainbows, in my opinion, was tragically short - the material is good, but I would have loved just something like 2 more tracks (and the overall quality of the b-sides on the second cd warrant it in my opinion). I've kinda digressed here, so let me get back to the point. In the mp3 era, where you can receive almost any album for $9.99, what merit is there in praising groups that give you only enough music to fill half a cd. If anything, shouldn't we praise people for going PAST the 80 min mark, and casting off the time constraints that cds instilled on us? I know that most rock albums are in their nature shorter than electronic albums, so I'm NOT saying everyone should try to create an hour and twenty minutes of music per album, but unless the music is decidedly poor quality, I'd rather get more for my money.
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