Monday, June 05, 2006
hey....fuck you
I prepared (uploaded the shit i mean) this entry about three weeks ago. I'd just watched the Grey's finale in which a couple of utterly fantastic tunes were played (as though this were something out of the ordinary for GA). Things have kept me from completing the addition. The first two attempts it was fucking firefox crashing. It seems it only ever does that when I'm doing this. Wtf mates?
I experienced my first true case of downloaders remorse when i spied for the first time, a copy of Amos Lees album for sale. It was at starbucks. I was picking up my usual SoyVentiiIcedChaieasyontheice on the way to somewhere other than class and it was sitting in the little album display on the counter. Id been enjoying it for months prior but had never once seen the cover, or dude's face. Something in Amos's eyes makes his voice all the sweeter. The barista was hot. I told him all about this epiphany I was having and, I think, convinced him to tuck a copy of the album beneath his apron. Because this is a fantastic record but, also because I would have thought him hotter with a bulge beneath his apron.
Since that day Ive made a point of seeking out artwork for every album i have. thank you tag and rename
Lee is a philly born soul/jazz man who is ridiculously underappreciated. Hes on fuckign Blue Note for chrissakes kids! I suppose that could provide an excuse for the many who write him off as a male norah jones rip off. Personally, I adore him.
This record is perfect for a(many) melancholy night(s) spent sipping whiskey alone. I tried sipping whiskey straight this weekend. It didnt go so well. mixed or shot is the way to go
Amos Lee - Amos Lee
Arms of a Women
Colors
Snow Patrol are responsible for some of the better music that is getting top 40 radio play now a days. at least thats what im told. I dont listen to much radio.
These guys have mastered the catchy as hell pop/rock track. Their 4th album, Eyes Open, is not quite on par with their breakout smash Final Straw, but its no let down either. The Scottish quartet have more or less picked up where they left off and delivered six fantastic tracks of anthemic riffy sing along etc etc rock. The only problem is it gets a little boring in the second half. yeah. It would probably contend for my release of the year so far (or top 10 anyway) if it were scaled back to an EP. But it seems it was in fact their intention to "make this go on forever".
ah well. its still an excellent album. DOWNLOADERS UNITE
Snow Patrol - Eyes Open
You're All I Have
Chasing Cars
I was on a huge mraz kick the week i intended to post this. I was just thinking about how i first realized i really enjoyed singing whilst wailing along to this cd. im not sure whether to thank the guy or leave him drunken angry frustrated voicemails
i left off the love is real cover on purpose
i dont like it
Jason Mraz - On Love, In Sadness..the EminorEpinF
You Make Me High
On Love, In Sadness
Dead End
Galaxy
The Darkest Space
the reasons for the frustration are two fold
i dont particularly enjoy the fact that i enjoy singing. it is, in fact, incredibly maddening
and also, the shit J's doing now pales in comparison to this. it is, in fact, shit
to illustrate (or auralate? heh) the exasperation in regards to the former...
heres a little ditty my new best friend Cole wrote for me
i received it (via messageboard pm lolz!)and fifteen minutes later recorded it drunk i havent really had a chance to redo it because ive been sick, and drunk. The sickness has actually gotten worse each day this week to the point where now i cant even try to sing, my throats so sore. It started out as just a wooziness SOB!
Walls
The other reason i've not bothered to update this piece is that ive been overly occupied with planning my future the last three weeks. i dont really remember what brought it on, but I've come to the conclusion that i did actually know exactly(well generally) what i want to do when i grow up when i was seventeen. and so ive spent days and days asking some people to tell me this idea i have, for once, isnt some whacked out pipe dream. apparently its the opinion of a lot of people who oughta know that i tend to sell myself short
weeeeeee
maybe i shouldnt say exactly what ive got in the works seeing as the only person ive mentioned any part of it to is one i only decided i was actively talking to again this past weekend, but its all going to be a hell of a good time
I figure, should things not work out, ill have a BA and can just off and take a CSET exam or three
holla at some contigency planning
should i subtract the apathy from the title? too early to say
Since I cant sing I decided to proposition some drum lessons from the seven-year-old terror next door. I spent a couple hours today trying to get my appendages to work independently, in rhythm. Complete and utter failure. But fuck it was a good time. baddumdudmdudmdudmpidhpidhpidhdpiddsssssssssh
onomatopoeia!
Kids got some wicked hair. its a 12 on the 1-10 scale of rock
and his names Liam
MAD FER IT
I experienced my first true case of downloaders remorse when i spied for the first time, a copy of Amos Lees album for sale. It was at starbucks. I was picking up my usual SoyVentiiIcedChaieasyontheice on the way to somewhere other than class and it was sitting in the little album display on the counter. Id been enjoying it for months prior but had never once seen the cover, or dude's face. Something in Amos's eyes makes his voice all the sweeter. The barista was hot. I told him all about this epiphany I was having and, I think, convinced him to tuck a copy of the album beneath his apron. Because this is a fantastic record but, also because I would have thought him hotter with a bulge beneath his apron.
Since that day Ive made a point of seeking out artwork for every album i have. thank you tag and rename
Lee is a philly born soul/jazz man who is ridiculously underappreciated. Hes on fuckign Blue Note for chrissakes kids! I suppose that could provide an excuse for the many who write him off as a male norah jones rip off. Personally, I adore him.
This record is perfect for a(many) melancholy night(s) spent sipping whiskey alone. I tried sipping whiskey straight this weekend. It didnt go so well. mixed or shot is the way to go
Amos Lee - Amos Lee
Arms of a Women
Colors
Snow Patrol are responsible for some of the better music that is getting top 40 radio play now a days. at least thats what im told. I dont listen to much radio.
These guys have mastered the catchy as hell pop/rock track. Their 4th album, Eyes Open, is not quite on par with their breakout smash Final Straw, but its no let down either. The Scottish quartet have more or less picked up where they left off and delivered six fantastic tracks of anthemic riffy sing along etc etc rock. The only problem is it gets a little boring in the second half. yeah. It would probably contend for my release of the year so far (or top 10 anyway) if it were scaled back to an EP. But it seems it was in fact their intention to "make this go on forever".
ah well. its still an excellent album. DOWNLOADERS UNITE
Snow Patrol - Eyes Open
You're All I Have
Chasing Cars
I was on a huge mraz kick the week i intended to post this. I was just thinking about how i first realized i really enjoyed singing whilst wailing along to this cd. im not sure whether to thank the guy or leave him drunken angry frustrated voicemails
i left off the love is real cover on purpose
i dont like it
Jason Mraz - On Love, In Sadness..the EminorEpinF
You Make Me High
On Love, In Sadness
Dead End
Galaxy
The Darkest Space
the reasons for the frustration are two fold
i dont particularly enjoy the fact that i enjoy singing. it is, in fact, incredibly maddening
and also, the shit J's doing now pales in comparison to this. it is, in fact, shit
to illustrate (or auralate? heh) the exasperation in regards to the former...
heres a little ditty my new best friend Cole wrote for me
i received it (via messageboard pm lolz!)and fifteen minutes later recorded it drunk i havent really had a chance to redo it because ive been sick, and drunk. The sickness has actually gotten worse each day this week to the point where now i cant even try to sing, my throats so sore. It started out as just a wooziness SOB!
Walls
The other reason i've not bothered to update this piece is that ive been overly occupied with planning my future the last three weeks. i dont really remember what brought it on, but I've come to the conclusion that i did actually know exactly(well generally) what i want to do when i grow up when i was seventeen. and so ive spent days and days asking some people to tell me this idea i have, for once, isnt some whacked out pipe dream. apparently its the opinion of a lot of people who oughta know that i tend to sell myself short
weeeeeee
maybe i shouldnt say exactly what ive got in the works seeing as the only person ive mentioned any part of it to is one i only decided i was actively talking to again this past weekend, but its all going to be a hell of a good time
I figure, should things not work out, ill have a BA and can just off and take a CSET exam or three
holla at some contigency planning
should i subtract the apathy from the title? too early to say
Since I cant sing I decided to proposition some drum lessons from the seven-year-old terror next door. I spent a couple hours today trying to get my appendages to work independently, in rhythm. Complete and utter failure. But fuck it was a good time. baddumdudmdudmdudmpidhpidhpidhdpiddsssssssssh
onomatopoeia!
Kids got some wicked hair. its a 12 on the 1-10 scale of rock
and his names Liam
MAD FER IT
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