Monday, November 2, 2009

wuz^

Because my friend tragically lost ALL of his music (truly a tragedy), he asked me to make 10 mix CDs to start his new collection, which is basically impossible because it takes me whole days of obsessing over the song order and general flow of just ONE mix. So realistically, how am I going to even have enough food and water to decide on the perfect 800 minutes of music? Because clearly I can't be trusted to do anything else in the time it takes me to complete this. I might very likely have to employ someone to give me sponge baths and hand-feed me (thinking of doing this anyway, so no big deal really). How am I going to come off as cool and musically-informed with the perfect amount of listenability? What if he's heard all of my "alternative" songs before?? Will there be enough good songs, or will I have to just start adding random shitty Owl City? (No offense to anyone who likes it, but I mean, Owl City is pretty shitty. [Also the combination of the words "shitty" and "city" is bothering me. {And seriously, what's going on with these brackets??}])

Here's a little taste of the rainbow that is my musical library. Also, my body thinks it's 2:32am so I think that's maybe one of the dozen explanations for my craziness? Maybe? Ok.

1) Moth's Wings - Passion Pit
This is the second best Passion Pit song (after Sleepyhead, of course) and I had a dream the other night that I was in Boston (?), and I was waiting outside of my house and I was getting picked up by someone in his own personal metro car (which drove just on regular ol' road, which was pretty sweeeet) and we were going to a Passion Pit concert. But then when we got to the concert, the only song they played was this one, and somehow I was totally OK with it, and I think we even bought the tickets KNOWING that this was the only song that was going to be performed. Afterward we got to take the metro car to the rainforest, so I think it was a pretty awesome dream overall. But the point is that if I could choose to pay to see any Passion Pit song in concert, it'd be this one. I mean, now I'd have to choose a new one because I've already seen this one in concert, but you get my point.



2) Fortress - Pinback
Ahhh I love crudely drawn stick-figure people things in a vague plot that sort of fits with the lyrics/theme of the song! No, I mean, I actually really do love this. Okkervil River did it once, and I'm a huge fan. This song is soooo gooooooood! I think the stick people do a choreographed dance?! Add that to the list. Of things. I love. Also you start listening to this song and you're like "oh ok cool, this is suuuuper breathy-chill" and then Rob Crow is like "STOP" and you're like "woooah. calm down. what happened to days with the light off? and you and a lazy mood? it's too late? oh, ok..."



3) Meanwhile, Rick James - Cake
Cake is really super awesome, and when I was in middle sChOOL (see what I did there??), I used to have my AIM password set as "CAKE" for no reason. I mean, it was possibly because I was a big Cake fan (food and music) and thought that people (my sister) wouldn't guess it. They (she) didn't, but I eventually changed it to something stupid like "cardboard" because clearly my instant messenger account was on the same level as national security, and I needed to take all of the necessary precautions. Anywayyy, the point is that Cake is sooo absurdly awesome and this song is so great and awesome and enlightening and I don't even know what it's about but whatever, I just really like inserting anecdotes about middle school.



4) Ambling Alp - Yeasayer
This song is brand new! Like, leaked from their new album or whatever happens on the internet, I don't know how osmosis works, yeesh.



5) Psychic City (Voodoo City) - Yacht
For a whole bunch of freaking nonsense, this song is so unbelievably addicting and catchy. I kind of felt bad for not including any funky women in this mini list, but I can't really listen to women anymore unless they're threatening to dominate everything/one and call for men to be submissive. I don't really know where this came from, but I'd throw a guess at the fact that I never interact with males anymore. I'm even at the point where I call them "males", who does that? I don't remember what I was going with this little diddy, Yacht definitely has a guy in it. But this song is super awesome! And funky! And maybe I can go to bed now.

Oh! Oh hey there...

So in an effort to channel all of my creative energy away from "homework", or as my roommate calls it, "false advancement toward an imaginary dream life/career that will likely never exist", I'm resurrecting the BLOB!!!! Yep, it's just me, some Chef Boyardee (this still exists by the way, and you can buy coupons for the ravioli) [also, rhyme alert], my dry (damp?) towel still hanging out on my bed from 12 hours ago, and a shit ton (shit-ton?) of double-sided printed readings. This is significant because I JUST learned how to print double-sided pages and I think I've finally mastered the fine art of stapling things in the most appropriate location on the page. You see, when things are printed in landscape you have to staple on the upper left blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah no one even noticed I haven't posted since April, right?

OK ANYWAYYYY, I'm doing this because my mom sent me an email over the weekend with a photo of a painting I had done before I was in this weird stage where I never do paintings anymore, and pretty much only sit around discussing racial and cultural issues with my roommates. Sometimes I like to mix it up with some Arrested Development quoting, and avid pondering of how I got these mysterious shallow scratched on only my right forearm....? Seriously, wtf?

The subject line of this email was just: Where is this? with the attachment of the painting as the only content. I mean, she raises a really valid question. Where the fuck are these onions? Also, how did my mom convert a picture message I sent her in February to an email attachment? But I kind of think this painting is lost forever and is buried under layers and layers of gesso and used as canvas for some stranger's painting of vases. I kind of really hope it's under a painting of a nude model, I think my painting would have really enjoyed that.


If you look really closely, there is a deformed garlic clove trying valiantly to stand out from the white bed sheet. Ehn! You go little guy! This was for a painting class called "Food and Painting", and at the end of the class we learned how to do ink washes with coffee. Which was really fancy in theory, but basically a disaster. But painting with ketchup? AWESOME. I really love onions as a subject, I'm not sure how I feel about this painting though. The photo is really blurry, which I think actually helps the folds of the fabric look a tad less cray cray. Also, I really want to eat tacos right now?

Saturday, April 4, 2009

I love

Animal Collective - My Girls
I totally worship this song. 100%. Animal Collective - My Girls, father my children? You can really only listen to this song with your eyes closed, like in the way you you can't have an Oreo without milk, or Mary-Kate without Ashley, or skirts without underwear.



Urthboy - We Get Around
Ahh this song is so awesome. I prowl I growl I scowl I frown and down my brow. All of those words rhyme. Like, how much of a genius is Urthboy???! SUPER genius is the answer. This is such a great song, the chorus is really catchy and sing-alongy and whenever I listen I can't help but do a little dance while sitting in my chair/basking in the sun like a kitten/brushing my teeth/running on the treadmill (not so much dancing here, but not for lack of trying). It's also the rare and token rap song in my library of music that is mostly whiny boys singing about how much no one loves them, and brassy women singing about how much men suck. It's a welcomed change.



Say Hi - Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
She's got lips like a sofa and she's strawing down soda. This is the same group as Say Hi To Your Mom, but this song is less adorable than their other music, and more sexy cool in the "I'm an affected rocker, I don't give a shit, I have a lazy voice" kind of way. I would really like to have the opportunity to talk to someone about this song, because then we would have to say the name of the song, and we'd be like, "Oh oh oh oh...oh oh.....oh wait, how many oh's are there?", and I would correct them and say, "Eight. There are eight oh's in the title." and I don't know what that would achieve, but it would be kind of funny. What, you don't think so? Move along....



Lisa Hannigan - I Don't Know
LOVE HER. This is so cute and adorable and sweet and precious and lovable and amazinggg. Notice how her hat falls off, that's how hard she is rockin' out.



The lyrics are really great, I like how it's not her singing about how's she's like madly in love with a total stranger, but rather she's like, "Eh, I dunno. I kinda wanna find out though". We should be selling this mentality to woman across the globe, because we are crazy and like to write songs that are like "Omg we just met I love you never leave me or I'll kill you/myself".

Friday, April 3, 2009

Saw a bunny, listened to a song

So, apparently it's really dumb to be surprised by the fact that rabbits live in southern California.


And now a way way way way way close up view.

I am the bunny paparazzi.

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And in other scintillating and jaw-dropping news-- I discovered a new and cool song. Actually, my roommate's friend did, and then told her, who told me, and now I am telling you so that you may pass this on to your children, and their children's children, and soon the whole world will come together and hold hands and there will be no wars or genocide or evil and God and Satan will make-out and then it will rain Skittles and birds will poop orange soda. The end.



This song is so addictive though, it reminds me of the days when I would play outside and pretend I had a secret garden, when really all it was was a pile of firewood where rats lived and groundhogs sun-bathed. But it was still fun.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Yeah oh, your sex is on fire. You should really get that checked out...

I think Kings of Leon have been significantly famous for a while, but this is kind of news to me. As of five minutes ago I hadn't bothered to listen them. I blame it on TRL being canceled. Plus, if they've never been on Oprah, they aren't famous (this goes for anything in the universe really). They have 16 million views for their song on Youtube? Wowzer. That's gotta be more than all the sleepy cat and eating contest videos COMBINED.

I LOVE this song so much. Whoever thought a tattooed facial-hairy guy in a tank-top and vest thing could be so SEXY? (actually, me.) I haven't really listened to any of the other lyrics besides "Yeeeaaahhh ooohhhh, your sex is on FIIIIIIIRE" and "tanspiiiire". I would like sexy firey fire-sex to transpire. I'd be cool with that. But honestly, they aren't really concerned with being the next American poet laureates or anything (although I'd be cool with that too), so I don't give a fuck what the other lyrics are. Sex on fire really is the ONLY important part. Ever. They should work on putting that into the pledge of allegiance somewhere.

I can't believe it took me this long to realize that Kings of Leon('s music) is sexy. I really hope the Jonas Brothers aren't next, because then I'd just die. Of love...

But I don't really understand the video. Sex on fire is a good thing, right? Unless you are literally having sex ON fire. Like a kinky camping trip gone seriously seriously awry or something (immediate note-to-self...). So why is this guy being all angsty and writhing on a table? And people are dunking their heads into basins of water and eating chicken wings and reading bibles? Oh wait nevermind, I get it now. But it's a secret. I don't feel like explaining it. Just listen to damn music ok.

M-M-M-Monday

I might be one of the few (questionably) sane people in the world who actually looks forward to Mondays. It just depends on how you look at the situation-- yes, life will suck if you decide that the weekend is the only way to live idly and without purpose. But I've learned that I can live idly and without purpose ALL week, so Monday rolling around is really no biggy. Some great things about Mondays include (ahem, clearing throat and looking at a comically large list with fancy things written on it)--
  • Gossip Girl (Chuck Bass)
  • It's a chance to start over a brand new week after the weekends, which lately have been emotionally exhausting, or else just full of family [Per(e)u]nions. {That's "Peru" and "reunions" mashed together, in case you were wondering/confused/care at all}
  • All celebrity gossip websites resume updating during week days. This is way more critical to my life than you think.
  • Two words: Chuck. Bass.
So in celebration of Mond(y)ay (hahaaaa... see what I did there???), I'm making a playlist. Wooowwwwwww that took a lot longer to introduce than maybe it should have...

1) Andrew Bird - Fake Palindromes
No one is more of a rockstar with a violin than Andrew Bird. I don't really know any other violin rockstars, but that's probably because he's discredited them all with his superhero violin playing skills and perfectly mastered awesomeness. Some performers break dozens of drum sticks in a show, or smash around their guitars like monkeys, but Andrew Bird never makes it through a show without totally fucking up his bow. How badass is that??? The violin is the most passionate instrument, and yet he manages to bring the folksy sound of a fiddle, while keeping it totally sexy. That's pretty fucking badass my friend.



His live performance of this is SO worth embedding it into my blob, but that might be too repetitive? I'll compromise and just add a link or something, I dunno, talk amongst yourselves...

I changed my mind. It's being added. I love him.



2) Seabear - Arms
I was talking to my friend William today, and I found out about how he's been seeing this guy for like, three months, and I'm just finding out about it now. Actually, he probably had tried to tell me before, but I just wasn't listening because I'm reeeallllyyy good at talking about my hugely relevant life dramas. For example, today I woke up and my electric toothbrush was out of batteries, and I was like-- WTF?? Anyway (I am accepting new free batteries in the mail though, AA please) he describes his relationship in the most adorable way possible. He said, "he makes me want to listen to You and I and text little heart symbols. It's so Seabear". I loved the Seabear comment, because I know EXACTLY what he means.

I think I've already added this song someplace before, but this is a different version of it, a live version to be exact. With a little dancing blond girl. So it's automatically better. But if you wanna you can find the actual mp3 by clicking ............. here.



3) Kyle Andrews - Sushi
It may just be my 12:08am hunger speaking right now, but I really LOVE this song. It feels so real. So real.

The lyrics are adorable!!!!!!!!!! Oh jeez. This is just too much. Like, go find someone to make out with right now, because that's really the only appropriate thing to do in this occasion. If not, it's just a massive a waste of time. Actually, maybe all time not spent making out is a waste of time. Wait. Then how would we eat? Ewwww.



4) Breaking Laces - Here To Stay
This band came to my high school when I was either a freshman or sophomore, I can't really remember (because I am soooooooooooo old and grown up and way past high school and-- actually I graduated last year) but they did an amazing job. Also, what where they even doing playing at a boarding school of 275 students? In Delaware? Seems kind of sad. I really do like this song though! Despite the fact the the lead singer could NOT get any more dweeby looking. I find that kind of endearing actually...



5) Fever Ray - If I Had A Heart
This is one of my favorites right now, but when I first listened to it a few weeks ago I was totally creeped out and probably had a few nightmares. But after listening to it more, and watching the video (and deep inner strength) I get chills every time I hear it. Its creepiness is what makes it so hypnotizing and intense. The artist responsible for Fever Ray, Karin Dreijer Andersson, is also one half of The Knife. Aka-- another cool band.



6) Walter Meego - Girls
I literally cannot get enough of this group. Seriously, if I go more than a few seconds without listening to them I could spontaneously combust or something. Or worse. Like, degeneration of coolness levels or something. I don't really know, I'm not a scientist so I'm a bit fuzzy on the details.



7) Iron & Wine - Boy With A Coin
This song has been around for at least a year and a half now, but it just occurred to me to look up the video for it. This is amazing! The flamenco dancing works SO well with the quick beat of the music and the sleekness of his voice. I could die to the songs of Iron & Wine, he has such an angelic voice for a guy I'm positive is made of 80% facial hair. How did he even find this dance studio? Can he even see behind his mustache???? He has no upper lip!



Oh god, Iron & Wine's music has really changed my life. Seriously.

8) Wild Light - California on My Mind
I like the singing part. And the part where there are instruments playing. And also when the two happen together is good. I just wanted to add this because I'm in California right now, and this is a (really good) song about California.



9) Lisa Hannigan - Lille
For all y'all out there who don't know what the hell has been going on for the past bazillion years or so, Lisa Hannigan is the girl who sings alongside Damien Rice. And Damien Rice = the musical love of my life.
Lisa now now has her own solo work out, and I couldn't be more smitten with her (and her songs). She's like a cute Irish pile of wisdom and beauty. This song perfectly captures the angelic quality she brought to Damien Rice's music, but it also has an entirely unique personality. Her entire album Sea Sow is really great, and I'm just going to cross my fingers that she and Damien will once again make music I can obsess over.



10) The Arcade Fire - Wake Up
This is mainly in celebration of the movie version of Where The Wild Things Are, because it's going to be EPICCC. This is the song used in the trailer, which is EPICCC. This song just sounds like childhood, and the movie is going to need a lot of really great music/filming/made up stuff, because the actual children's book is like five sentences long. How are they even going to pull that off? Whatever. I like little kids in monster suits.



Aaaaaaaand mandatory WTWTA movie trailer:

Thursday, March 26, 2009

You are a beautiful flower

Hey there, I got you something... because you're just so pretty.

Wow! Look how beautiful it looks among the shriveled up roses and muddy vase water left over from Valentine's Day! Yikes!

I once read an entire book about how talking to plants makes them grow stronger and happier and how, in fact, plants have feelings just like humans do.

Matt and Kim

I am really upset with myself for going my entire life without learning to play an instrument. Why didn't my parents sign me up for private violin or oboe lessons or something? Actually, they did do the piano lesson thing, I just never practiced anything at all ever. I was really into being alone and reading Nancy Drew and making forts in the attic and stuff, I dunno... I was weird. I can't even successfully turn blades of grass into a makeshift whistle. Although (!), I am a pretty decent self-taught mouth whistler.

Anywayzzz, If I DID have the perfect life and turned out to be legit rock and roll, I'd be the "Kim" in the "Matt and Kim" equation of awesomeness and cuteness all wrapped up in some sticky rice and some seaweed and then dunked in huge pile of wasabi and then there'd be some tempura involved, oh and eel with a little bit of spicy orange sauce and washed down with some sake and---- hold on. This has gone too far.

My point is that Matt and Kim are great. And so are their songs. End of discussion.

Daylight
According to my iTunes I've only listened to this song 7 times, but I swear we have known each other my whole life. I mean, we have so much in common! We've already bought tickets to take an epic and romantic backpacking trip across Europe this summer, but unlike on Gossip Girl, it's going to happen and not have to be canceled because Nate is taking an internship (read: selling out) at the mayor's office instead of being with Vanessa, AND he is also probably most likely going to sleep with Blair, who should be in love with Chuck Bass, but she's a buck-toothed whore so I don't really care anymore. And then some older adults/parents are in love, blahblahblah whatever. Gross.



Yea Yeah
I love how Kim never stops smiling throughout the video! Even though she is getting spaghetti and other food items thrown at her. We should all learn a thing or two from her adorableness....



Good Ol' Fashioned Nightmare
Why doesn't Kim ever sing? Is her job to just sit there and smile/play drums? I love her. OMG--- I WONDER IF MATT AND KIM ARE DATING! That would be sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Two songs

Today is the best day of my life!!! Ok, not the best day of my life, but at least a really great one. I woke up in a good mood, the sun is shining, flowers blooming all over the place, my roommate brought me blossoms from an orange tree, and I got a new book in the mail! I love spring. So many things happen in the spring, and even greater things in the summer. I feel like autumn and winter are kind of just along for the ride. Sure, stuff happens during those seasons but it's just kind of leftover from the awesomeness of the other six months.

So to commemorate my happy happy springtime feeling, I have some songs.

This is Matt Bishop (from the band Hey Marseilles) singing one of the songs from their new CD. Which is amazing. So freaking amazing. Harmonica? Yes. I love how you can see Seattle in the background. Please go to their website and listen to "Rio". Please please. On their myspace page, they describe themselves as sounding like--

"creaking sailboats, lucid dreams, war stories told from your grand-father, wood chips, whiffle ball, a cat chasing a squirrel, girl-scout troop meetings, sleeping in on a sunday afternoon, a rainy day at the beach."

What's the world record for falling in love? A nanosecond? One hundredth of a nanosecond?


Matt Bishop - To Travels & Trunks from loc on Vimeo.

Another springy life-altering band is Seabear. Better than box full of kittens.

You've got a diamond under your skin


Just blobbin'

My friend who writes the blog What Would Bi-Curious George Say? just got a letter he wrote in response to an article in The Atlantic Magazine published in the most recent issue!!! I don't really know how to handle this situation, because I really really really want to show a link to it, but it also has his real name and location.... so his top secret identity will be exposed to the blogging world (oh no!). But I think I'm going to just go ahead and do it anyway, because I'm a big fan, and he gives a sort of shout-out to our boarding school. And lets just say that if he writes in a "blog", then I write in a "blob", because his is intelligent and well planned out and insightful and all that jazz.

The original article can be found here--- The End of White America? And this is what my friend has to say in response:

"Hua Hsu hits on a number of important issues, but I believe that he overstates the plight of white America.

While sociologists like Matt Wray bemoan the lack of “white culture,” I look at white America and see only further strength. Minority groups have to look inward to find their “culture” because they need to define themselves in some way. White Americans have a much easier time. The white American narrative is interwoven with the American narrative as a whole. White culture is America.

As an Indian American who attended an effete private boarding school, I have learned that to achieve a level of cultural assimilation that enables a minority to move up the ladders in society, one has to embrace the “Stuff White People Like.” The peacoats, polos, Frisbee sports, and Arrested Development DVDs might seem like trivial favorites of the white elite, but they represent certain gateways that minorities have to navigate. My friends joke that I’m as white as they are, because I’ve essentially sold out to adhere to their cultural norms. But what choice does a student like myself have under these circumstances? There may be no “white culture,” but white people still dictate our societal norms. To become a cultural elite in America, one has to whiten him- or herself."

The author, Hua Hsu, gives this response--

"I agree, too, that it is too soon to pronounce America “post-white.” He offers a stirring personal example of the pressures of assimilation at this strange moment, when there are still expressions of mainstream “whiteness” but “whiteness” itself has no discernible core. I am reminded of the commentary about Barack Obama’s skill (and, more important, success) at “playing white.” I am somewhat hopeful about all of this: the logic of race and identity we’ve inherited no longer seems adequate. It is up to those who care about and are affected by this change to discover a new language and seek out new ideas befitting this moment."

Perhaps I can understand this point of view more easily because I spent four years in a completely safe and bubbled community with this person, and have had many conversations of this variety over those years. But the original article, and my friend's interpretation of the white cultural elitism are insights to how we understand our country, or perhaps how you understand your country...

Also, the article The Case Against Breast-Feeding by Hanna Rosin is so interesting.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Wait-- how did this end up being a post about vampires, Vanessa Carlton, and google?

"Say it out loud"

"Vampire."

That commercial for the Twifug movie has been playing all week (google it), yet meanwhile it has nothing to do with anything relevant in my life. Go figure mathematicians.

25 facts about me:
1- My first word was "kitty"
2- I know how to chop wood. And use a hatchet. Uh oh, watch out!
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3 through infinity- I met Vanessa Carlton once. Her brother went to my boarding school. She was also on TRL once, which is the best show ever and it's really too bad that it's over because I reallyreallyreally wanted to be on it one day, seriously. But the point is that I met Vanessa Carlton.

This is really only a clever ploy to post one of her songs. Because... she's like the best thing ever and my computer has totally gone to fuck and wont take this song off single repeat and allow me to listen to something different and not sung by a girl (this song is really really great though!!!!! I promise!!!! I met her!!!). And I'd also rather just stay awake for the next three and a half hours and not sleep before leaving to fly away to the great western coast (I'm so cool and bi-coastaly!). Sleeping is inevitable anyway so I'm not worried. Yet.



'Cause I found some kinda fairytale. <--- You should google that too. I just discovered there's actually a song called Google Me? I'm in love. Teyana Taylor - Google Me

"Baby you can google meeeeee (aaahhhh) 'cause I'm a celebrity". Seriously, the only way I would ever know about this girl is by googleing her. That's kind of sad when you think about it. I've never had to google Timbaland... just sayin'...

Friday, March 13, 2009

OH. MY. GOD.

So if you're in the business of changing your life through music, get your fat (sorry-- full figured) ass over to the play button of this song. Seriously. I listened to this song, died and went to heaven, then was brought back to life, but this time I was already in heaven, then I died again and went to an even heaven-y heaven where I was greeted by the entire cast of 7th heaven where we made snow angels and talked about how pretty I am and all agreed that I made the best jokes and told the best stories. And then we took a walk over to kitten heaven where I spent the rest of eternity cuddling with fuzzy little kittens with white paws.

No, really. Seriously. No lie. I am not for play play-ing you right now. This is amazing. I choked down a few tears when I heard this... Albeit, you do have to listen to it with your eyes closed, or just really focused, or be watching an emotional almost child murder/crazy lady scene in the tv show Lie To Me, because it's just really intense and emotional. Also, I might be the last person in the world to discover this song. I feel like it's a sign from God that I am the chosen one. Or, yeah? what?

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Santigold = SantiGOD (see what I did there? hahahahhahhahaweutoaudgkjhsh)

Santigold is like M.I.A., only I actually listen to her.....






Other good ones:
Lights Out
Shove It

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Shove this in your yeah yeah yeah...

So I'm going to be the only remaining Yeah Yeah Yeahs fan to shit all over their new album.

Back in 2003/4 listening to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs was as close to being punk rock as I'd ever get. They were everything I wanted to be-- sexy, effortless, edgy, and totally fucking cool. And now in 2009, I'm really upset that they've taken this away from me. Fuck synthesizers. Fuck. Synthesizers.

Yesterday Karen O, Brian Chase, and Nick Zinner released their third album It's Blitz! and it isn't even that bad. It's not bad at all.... It's just that I'm still not ready for them to move on and make more adult and "progressive" music, leaving behind everything good and pure in the world. Okokokok, true story-- there's no way they could have repeated what they did on Fever to Tell. And Show Your Bones was totally loveble, even if a little bit less spunky than their first songs; but they come out with a darker and thicker sound that retains raw sexiness-- there are many songs on that album that are truly great. At least the music still revolved around Nick Zinner's kickin' guitar riffs (young people don't say kickin' anymore do they? Yeah didn't think so) and Brian Chase's solid drumming. But It's Blitz! just took this "progressing" a wee bit too far. This new album totally embodies anything and everything I've ever feared and avoided-- growing up. Where's the passion? What ever happened to the straight freaky raw animalistic screams and moans that came out of Karen O's mouth? That's why anyone started listing to them in the first place/are still even bothering anymore. Because of the straight up unpolished fucking sex music they shoved in our faces. Plus Karen O has the best on-stage persona ever. Don't argue with me it's a true fact, I read it in Encyclopedia Britannica bitches. I don't think they could have been so successful on iTunes (fuck iTunes) if this, or even Show Your Bones was their debut into the freaky messed up world of music. (Although, I have to admit that in the summer of 2006 I spent an entire night lying on my living room floor listing to Gold Lion on repeat until the sun came up).

Again, I can't forget to emphasize that their new CD is undoubtedly really good. But I hardly recognize the group, having added fancy new musical contraptions into the mix, making them sound more like a fake 80's band, rather than rockn'roll. The best moments are when Karen O lets out her signature yelps and moans, but the instruments have totally gone to fuck. There is still an emotion that seeps into the music of It's Blitz!, but it seems at moments contrived and self-aware, and is that..... an organ playing in the background of "Heads Will Roll"??? Wtf. The bottom line is: if I hadn't known Yeah Yeah Yeahs before this album, I would be totally down with the music-- because I am a pathetic waste of human ears and will gobble up anything fed to me. But having been with them for so many years, I'm just noooot that impressed.

Examples of best older stuff:
Date With The Night
Pin
Maps (their most famous)

Show Your Bones songs I love:
Gold Lion
Cheated Hearts (this video is cute)
Phenomena (this is the best song on the album, but the video sucks-ish)

Their newest song......................:
Zero

You be the judge America. Who will be the next American Ido--------- waiiiiitttt nevermind...

David Letterman and Karen O have a really special moment at the end of this video.



This is a really great song by the way. Her outfit is feeeeiiiirrrrce.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Speaking of Iron & Wine...

The best way I've heard anyone describe this song is-- "I'm crying in my coffee and having a hard time drinking it through my smile".

I'll give you a dollar if this song doesn't change your life.

Griffin House

Sooo according to my #1 besty (Wikipedia) Griffin House is "a singer/songwriter, born in Springfield, Ohio". He is a singular artist referring to himself as "Griffin House". This is too adorable. If I were an artist, instead of calling my entire band (complete with cellos, harps, and those guitars with two necks) after my name, I would just play every instrument myself and be called "Mind Your Own". Get it? I'm so alternative it almost hurts.... (fyi-- Iron & Wine is also just one guy playing every instrument. He also sings all the high notes I though for years were being done by a woman)

So back to Griffin House-- sometimes iTunes describes him as "country" or something dumb, but iTunes is a whole load of crazy. I'd say GH sounds more like it's leaning on the folksy, singer/songwriter-y fence. Blowing tiny bluegrass bubbles. Or something... what am I talking about here people? I picked out my three favorite songs (one of the videos even has pretty nature-y scenic pictures to go along with it). The music truly is beautiful and almost heartbreaking. It's not the type of stuff you listen to while washing your car, or getting pumped up for a sporting event or anything not 100% depressing. Ok, it's not 100% depressing, there are some happy bits. I'd say it's about......96.5% depressing.

1) Better Than Love
This is my favorite song by him, because his voice is the most interesting and has just the right amount of saddness and longing allowable for a grown man.

Even if we change and fall out of
You hold my hand and it's better than love



2) The Guy That Says Goodbye To You Is Out Of His Mind
A couple of months ago I mailed my good friend a mix CD with this as the first song, and when she calls me to tell me about how much she enjoyed the gift, she tells me that she and her boyfriend really like making out to the entire CD. Life mission: accomplished.

The piano bits in this song are really sweet, and the song as a whole is really great for woman empowerment and feeling great about yourself and blahblahblahblah I go to a womens college.



3) Tell Me A Lie
Thiiiiisss sooonggggg iiiisss sooooooooo SAAAAAAD.

I love it.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Born Ruffians

Born Ruffians is a band from Canada who sing in a nonsense version of English I don't understand. Despite this fact, I love them.

A ruffian is usually defined as a bully, or someone who has bully-like tendencies, but Luke LaLonde's voice is like a baybay's, and he looks more like someone who would get bullied, rather than do the bullying.

Foxes Mate For Life


And I know
foxes mate
for life because
they're in love



Hummingbird


This song is how I discovered Born Ruffians, and I'd for it to speak for itself because I have no idea what they're saying. The video is really great actually. Especially around 2:45 when they start puking glitter.



I Need A Life

The sun is shinin' but we stay inside (oh but we go out at night). Are cats, chickens, and ducks still cute when they're eating you alive?



This Sentence Will Ruin/Save Your Life

I don't know what sentence they're referring to. I do know that I love this song. It speaks eternal truths: I need a girlfriend I'm lonely, someone to love me and fuck me, I need to get laid immediately, but also someone to fulfill my needs. This video is so dumb by the way. I hate it when youtube video makers choose a montage of different images. Like its more interesting than one crappy image? I need to have a bunch of crappy images? Whatever. Fuck you youtube.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

<3

One of my roommates is really into camping and being generally more awesome I am, so naturally she's recently introduced a huge inflatable mattress to the floor of our room. Its been my new custom to lounge on this amazing new addition to my life and do homework, read, spend every waking moment with it. Today while hanging out alone in my room with the mattress and a bag of candy hearts left over from Valentines Day (because candy hearts never go bad) I found the greatest candy heart ever birthed into confectionery existence. I got this bunch from someone who probably should have gotten me something more Valentinesy than weird chalk candy, but he's new to the country so I'll cut him some slack. Plus in my opinion it was totally the most bomb gift ever. Because I totally love candy hearts. I like to use them as a sort of hilarious yet curiously yummy magic 8 ball, asking it questions like, "My love life? Go." I'll randomly pick out something cryptic and awesome like, "e-mail me" or "heat wave", in which I interpret both answers as being highly favorable. But this time, nothing could prepare me for what is possibly the rarest of candy hearts. Seriously, how many of these can there be? I think the question I asked the mysterious bag of hearts was, "me + blankityblank" and I got the answer to all my deepest carnal desires---> "Top Chef"...? After laughing for at least 18 seconds, I decided that this is the best sentiment of love a girl can hope for. Totally.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Fmylife.com

I made a list of things I love and it kiiiiiinda sorta went exactly like this-- 1) Tuesday night snack time (bomb curly fries) 2) Planet Unicorn, heyyy! 3) numerical listing of things and, 4) Fmylife.com. This is the best comfirmation of the reality that: people suck. And also that life really sucks. I found one today that is my absolute absolute absolute favorite...

"Today, I was sitting in traffic for about an hour. I've heard stories about people doing the dirty in their cars and I never do anything risky so I thought, why not, I'll be here a while, no one can see me: I'll masturbate. Midway through I hear a tap on my driver's window. Its a police officer. FML"

I literally laughed for 3 and a half minutes when I read this. You gotta be thinking-- that poor guy! All he wanted to do was the pass the time in a productive and (ahem) enjoyable manner. I mean, I've been stuck in tight traffic before, and while I've never had the urge to masturbate in public, I could see how some people would think this is a good idea? I think these are the same people who pick their noses and fix their underwear in public, while next to me in line somewhere that involves eating, or sharing objects. I just love to imagine the look on the guy's face when he sees he's been spotted by a cop. It probably looks something like this. Except one hand would still be deep in his "slacks", the sophisticated version of "pants". I wonder what he was listening to on the radio......


I added a screen shot. In case you want to relive the glory.

Three more paintings

I finally have more photos of some more of my paintings. Yay day! The quality of the photos are alright, I think any painting loses something when photographed, and then put onto the computer, but these turned out well nonetheless.

The first is an assignment to paint a "figure in space". Sitting in the common room of my dorm was a large white wardrobe cabinet used to hold a non-functioning television. It became a ritual to gather around the oddly proportioned ratio of television to empty cabinet, and I would watch as a dorm of 32 high school junior girls attempted to fix the ancient device-- hopefully in time for Monday night Gossip Girl. Although it was mysteriously never fixed properly, both the TV and the cabinet remained, holding lost clothing, text books, and leftover markers from Happy List making. One day an anonymous lady left a large orange pumpkin sitting on top of the wardrobe cabinet, comically asserting it as basically just a thing to put things on/in. The attempt at decoration amused me, and I used it as my painting subject. The cabinet in my painting is much more characaturized than what it may actually look like, with the dramatic beam of light on the dark walls announcing its strength, while being totally alone in the room. It was a quick painting, probably an hour or two to paint, 16" x 20". The pumpkin eventually rotten into a gross lump, one of the doors of the cabinet broke, and both television and its home were replaced the next year.



The next painting I did is the largest one I've done so far, about 2' x 3'. Massive. It takes forever to do a painting this size, and its even more challenging to have enough paints. I went through tubes and tubes of expensive coriander and cadmium and violet oils before finishing this piece, and lost some good brushes along the way. The most frustrating portion to paint was the hand--I either struggled with the size, or trying to make the fingers look delicate and less like a gorilla's. My favorite part is right along the right side of the torso, where the skin bends against the dark background. I elongated the torso to give it even more of an "in your face" and graceful appeal, and the tiny peak of the small of the back and butt crack (is there even a more dainty way of saying this? all we got is "butt crack?? seriously?) balances the blatant expanse of naked skin in the rest of the painting.


The third is one I did before the second (uh oh, switching it up now)-- I actually have no clue about the dimensions for this one. No flippin' clue folks. Deal with it. This painting is my all time favorite. I think by the end of it I felt like a had given birth to an adult child, I had spent so many hours working on it and staring at it and, well just mostly staring at it trying to make sense of all that hair. From the ear, to the jaw line, to the feel of the skin and hair, I am totally pleased with this piece. 101%. This is the first real painting I've done that called me to navigate the presence of so much skin, and how on earth skin is supposed to be painted. I used pretty much only white, some yellow hues, and some pink hues. But lots and lots of white, which surprised me and challenged me. The strands of hair were the most fun to paint because it was a systematic maze of where one chunk needed light, or where it fell behind another piece of hair. I hope to work more with hair eventually, especially when contrasted to bright and glowing naked skin.

Top 10 songs of my insomnia

And by 10 I mean 9. Because surprises are what keep us young. Or something...

1) Jerk It - Thunderheist
Oh man. Yeah I kinda like this song.... In the way that I listen to it on repeat 24/7. And have accidentally memorized the words. And it was in my dream last night. I think I was dreaming of being at a funeral? Yeah nevermind my obviously unresolved psychological issues... This song is pure sex. Just straight up dance floor sex. Totally.



2) Nothing To Worry About - Peter, Bjorn, and John
Even though I love this song as a whole, I think the small children shrieking in the beginning/chorus of the song is annoying and it hurts my ears. But the combination of clapping and the lead singer(Peter? Bjorn? John?)'s lazy voice make it more interesting and diverse than a regular ol' diddy. Also the repeated, almost chant-like, "nothing to worry about" makes me think that the children are hypnotized zombies. And therefore all children are hypnotized zombies.



3) Blood Bank - Bon Iver
Ohmygosh, this is the official theme song to my life, 2009. Because I just looove blood banks. No, not really. But this song is truly amazing and I can never go more than a day without it. Bon Iver might be one of the greater, if not most delicate, singer/songwriters out right now (see-- Skinny Love, Flume, For Emma). He perfectly blends a breathy--almost whispery--voice with the steadiness of the guitar. Its ethereal and dream-like, yet strong and haunting. Beautiful. It tastes like rose water. Amazing.



4) The Engine Driver - The Decemberists
The Decemberists are cool because they create a theme, and each song in that album follows the theme, usually a story or myth because they are cool intelligent hipster music making people. When I first found this song, I listened to it non-stop for three days in a row. I'm not exaggerating (k maybe just a lil'), there was actually a three day period in my life where basically the only thing I listened to was this song. True story: while I listened to this song I was sewing a hole in my shirt. Truer story: you don't care.



5) Trouble's What You're In - Fink
Soooo, remember when I compared Thunderheist (god even the band name is sexy) to musical sex? Well, Fink does that, but on the other side of the spectrum. This song is almost lazy, coyly accusing the focus of the song as being in "trouble", while holding on to the word as if it were an invitation.



6) Airport Surroundings - Loney Dear
The first youtube commenter writes, "This song is fucking really good". Oh you have no idea.... This song is FUCKING REALLY GOOD. The fast beat, the clapping, the occasional na na-ing during the chorus, the "youuu are all I waaant" part. Brilliant. This is actually not my favorite song by this band, but I got tired of all the other songs before I made this blog post. No not really (yeah kinda, but they're an awesome band- look them up), this song is so infectious, it just seeps right into your head and doesn't want to leave. Ever.



7) Infinity - Merrick
This is another rare female voice I can stand listening to (we are sooo annooyyyiinngg as a gender. Psyche. We da bomb). I love how she sings and breathes along with herself during the build to the chorus, or the bridge, or verse or whatever the fuckity fuck it is. She has such a sweet style of pairing her voice with.. her own voice? If that makes a lick of sense. This song is so sweet I want to sprinkle it on my ice cream which is on top of a brownie, which I have added hot fudge to. Yumm.



8) Sweet Sweetheart Killer - Say Hi To Your Mom
Speaking of sweet things, this song is bomb. I really only started listening to this group in the first place because I though their name was cute, and thankfully for me they are totally adorable in every way possible! The lead singer's voice has a total melancholy to it, yet the song never leaves its pop-rock niche and general feel-good bop. They also say splendid in the cutest way possible.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBrTP2VqTl0

With lyrics!!!!!!!!!!! Omgomgomg no way.

9) Dropped - Phantom Planet
This is the newest song by Phanto Plano (my affectionate name for them), and its totally kick ass. Rock n Roll. I have nothing more to say on this matter, other than the video is silly.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Some more gr8 songz

1.) How Six Songs Collide - Norwegian Recycling
My good buddy Juice Ex Machina recommended this mash-up to me and I'm tooootally smitten. Perhaps smitten isn't the perfect way to describe my experience, how about "my mind is now a sloppy bowl of Cream-of-Wheat". Mind. Blown. I dunno whether to cry, smile, or call up every boy I've ever had a crush on and profess my undying love. I showed this to one of my other friends and she had *at best* a lukewarm reaction. I'm totally a sucker for 1) really dramatic music 2) string instruments and 3) luuuv. I totally fell into this song's sticky love trap.



2) The First Single - The Format
This song has clapping. That's basically all I need. Also the lyrics are just pseudo-angsty enough for me to want to quote in my Facebook status and put on a skateboarding hoody or something. "So lets make a list of who we need, its not much if anything, lets make a list of who we need and we'll throw it away 'cause we don't need anyone". The catchy beat makes this somehow allowable to blast loud in my car, or while my roommates are trying to concentrate on their homework. The Format is a really one of my favorite groups because the songs are easy enough to listen to, and again - CLAPPING.



3) The Geeks Were Right - The Faint
The Faint has a tooooon of really great songs in this genre of "electronic sex" (also listen to Glass Danse and Worked Up So Sexual) totally sexy yet I'm pretty sure they're not writing songs actually about sex... this could be a personal problem of mine. But you will for sure want to get up and dance, even just a little.



4) Gallery Piece - Of Montreal
I could probably name this as the best love song ever written.

I wanna steal your things
I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books
I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you come
200 times a day

I wanna dry your tears
Every time you're sad
I wanna be what's happening
I wanna be your only friend
I only go all the way

I don't know about any of the sane population of people who've been in relationships, but this is the kind of stuff that runs through my head. "I wanna be what's happening, I wanna be your only friend". Brilliant. Don't tell me you can't relate to "I wanna squeeze your thighs, I wanna kiss your eyelids And corrupt your dreams". Also, ignore the video, its the best one I could find.



5) Arms - Seabear
It is my expert opinion that Seabear is one of the most underrated bands ever. The fiddle playing is simply too cute, and the singer's breathy voice is brilliant. The steady beat in this song makes me want Seabear to write songs about me. I would love my life to have a Seabear soundtrack at all moments.



6) Two - Ryan Adams and the Cardinals
I think this is his most famous song? My mom really likes Ryan Adams. I think she once said to me, "Wow who is this Ryan Adams guy? Is this country music? Do I officially like country music now? Ick." Its true, his voice does have a bit of a twang in it. In other news: I really love how this song builds and the way Ryan Adams holds when he sings "It takes two when it used to take oooooone".



7) Requiem For O.M.M.2 - Of Montreal
AAAHHH once again Of Montreal writes love songs about my life (I mean... kind of?). "I never ever stop wondering, wondering if you still think of us, I don't need a photograph because you never left my mind". It confuses me, because the lyrics are sad! But the song is poppy.... So you can feel good about being unloved! Haha?



8) Her Morning Elegance - Oren Lavie
This is just the best music video I've ever seen. Handz dowwwn.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

ManBabies.com - DAD?

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (scared nervous laughter)

This is the single best (umm, make that creepiest) websites I have ever found. Its a really long story on how I discovered this gem of a site, but it happened. And now I can't erase it from my memory (nightmares). Mix equal parts Kodak moment, expert Photoshopping, an offbeat sense of humor, and some vomit that I threw up in my mouth and you'll get ManBabies.com.

I'm so glad I found this website!

ManBabies.com - Dad?
GET MORE AT ManBabies.com!

AH! A playlist!

My ultimate favorite thing to do of all all all time is make playlists. Mostly because I am desperately trying to move towards my life goal of being a completely effortless hipster, spending my time knitting floppy hats and chatting about awesome music no one has bothered to listen to. This fantasy will never come true (sadly) mostly because I try too hard. And hipsters are all, "yeah I'm so chill and effortless, blah blah blah, tight pants". But despite this sad realization (and lack of tight pants), the playlists live on. I started in high school exchanging mix cd's with my friends, then evolved into mixes for the painting/drawing lab, driving and shower mixes, I even stopped giving my family proper gifts and just settled for and hour and twenty minutes of awesome music they've never had the pleasure of discovering on their own (because they have lives). I can't even say how many hours I devote to finding new music to impress my friends with, but its well over the hipster cutoff. So here we go, enjoy!

1.) No You Girls - Franz Ferdinand
This is a song from FF's new cd (Tonight: Franz Ferdinand, out Jan 27). I do admit that I discovered it on this week's episode of Gossip Girl (not very hipsterish of me I guess). It was playing in a scene while Chuck Bass is being all horizontal eye-browy in a car with nameless sexy lady extras. This song is just too cool for school, if it were a human it would be swaggering around in a fancy suit. Awesome.



2.) 21st Century - Red Hot Chili Peppers
I'm not even going to pretend to know what this song is talking about, but its has awesome attitude and beats. Also, it comes highly recommended by my mother...



3.) Our Swords - Band of Horses
This is one of my favorite bands, and I even read once in a fashion magazine that Molly Sims is a fan. SHE'S A SUPERMODEL PEOPLE! Ben Bridwell's voice is unique and has the possibility of being slightly annoying, which is actually my preference when it comes to lead singers for some reason. This song is just so catchy and perfectly awesome. Enough said.



4.) Parade of Punk Rock T-Shirts - Maritime
I don't know if there is a way for this song to get more catchy. I listen to this song and I want to do a jazz square. Its is so cute. I think I'll marry it, feed it breakfast in bed, and then name a cat after it or something.



Its too bad the video I found on YouTube is super silly...

5.) Love It All - The Kooks
EVERYONE can like this song. I love that The Kooks lead singer has the thickest most Englishy British accent when he sings, I am such a sucker for this style of rock music (Arctic Monkeys, Bloc Party, etc.)



6.) New York I Love You, But You're Bringing Me Down - LCD Soundsystem
I've never lived in NYC, or even close (three hours, woo!), but I'm pretty much a fan of anything hipster. And NYC = the superhero of all hipster cities. And this song celebrates the NYC before it became all safe and friendly and stuff. I dunno. I think LCD Soundsystem would know better than me. I love the way James Murphy's voice builds and gets slightly more aggressive towards the end.



"There's a ton of the twist, But we're fresh out of shout"

6.) Us - Regina Spektor
I FUCKING LOVE EVERYTHING REGINA SPEKTOR. Yeah, that's all...



7.) Opposite Day - Andrew Bird
Those who can't quite function in society at large
They've got to wake up on this morning to find that they're in charge
But those the world's set up for, who are really doing quite well
They're going to wake up in institutions
In prison or in hell
Prison or in hell



8.) First Day Of My Life - Bright Eyes
Quite possibly the sweetest music video ever made. Ever ever ever. And the sweetest song ever made. Ever ever ever.



9.) You And I - Ingrid Michaelson
This song is really great, with the too-cute ukulele playing in the background, and the random guy singing along with Ingrid Michaelson. And there is rhythmic CLAPPING. Seriously folks, I'm not really sure this is any way this song could get any sweeter. I can already see myself driving around in my girly VW Jetta with the volume all the way to drown out the sound of my own awful singing voice.

EDIT: Apparently the "random guy singing" is in fact "Jason Mraz". Hmm... who knew.


10.) Boys With Girlfriends - Meiko
I'm really only a fan of female singers when they have breathy voices (Cat Power, Jenny Owen Youngs, Feist, Jaymay) and thank God Meiko fits really well into this category.



11.) Its All Over - The Broken Family Band
I left this song for the very end of my ass kicking playlist, because it is THE BEST SONG IN THE WORLD. I cannot stop listening. While I drive, while I knit, while I shower, while I shop online for new circular bamboo knitting needles. The simple structure of the song, and the climactic build towards the end of the song just gets ya'. Its the best thing for a breakup or hipster depression about the end of the scarf trend or something, I dunno.

I could hold, your beautiful hands
And kiss, your beautiful eyelids
Throw open, your beautiful doors
And phone, your beautiful friends

But it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over

I could bind, your beautiful wrists
And shut, your beautiful eyes,
With the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugs
And kick, your beautiful doors in
O shame, on your beautiful friends,

Cos it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over

I could fight, your beautiful words
And mourn, your beautiful loss
Throw me out, of your beautiful lifestyle
And call, your beautiful name,

It's all over
Cos it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over


This is also the fucking WEIRDEST video for a song I have ever seen. Its just... super uncomfortable, and odd. Please please please I request that you don't actually look at the video while you listen to the song.... oh god please....