The amount of people that love Christmas music more than me is minuscule. I'm thinking like maybe 3 or 4 people tops and that's probably only because they are elves. I love the month of December because Christmas music quite literally takes over the world. Every store, every restaurant and every party you walk into is playing it. In fact, I mostly just feel indebted to Christmas music for it decreases the chances I have to hear anymore Nickelback or Katy Perry on the radio and for that, I am forever thankful.
The amount of people that love Christmas music more than me is minuscule. I'm thinking like maybe 3 or 4 people tops and that's probably only because they are elves. I love the month of December because Christmas music quite literally takes over the world. Every store, every restaurant and every party you walk into is playing it. In fact, I mostly just feel indebted to Christmas music for it decreases the chances I have to hear anymore Nickelback or Katy Perry on the radio and for that, I am forever thankful.
I say y'all now. But enough about me. Let me tell you both about a little music festival called ACL in a little place called Austin, Texas. I was lucky enough to be there for three memorable days filled with my favorite things. These are a few of my favorite things: friends, family, live music, eighty degree weather (but definitely not seventy-six degrees), "throbbing tribal beats," more live music, frozen corn, Jameson, newspapers, concerts, cover songs by The Eagles, Ford Flex's, animals (or just one by the name of Boone) Four Loko (but pretty much none of the flavors), and hours and hours and hours of live music. I would have to say that the only thing that could have possibly made this weekend any better would be meeting a real cowboy. Oh, and maybe the absence of fat, drunk men tripping and falling on nice girls and spraining their ankles. Other than that though, fuckin' rockin' time, man. I had an awesome time. In fact, I think the whole town knows I had an awesome time.|

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Who's pumped about the three songs I've been lovin' this week?! :crickets:: Well I am so let's just get to the point. My three songs of the week aaaarreeee (drumroll please):|
I've come to notice over the past few years, twenty seven years to be exact, that I have a very distinct music listening pattern. Usually, this pattern consists of me listening to nothing but the same three songs for about a week or until I find another three songs to replace them with, whichever comes first. And they don't even have to be new songs. They can be songs I've heard a million times but for some reason, I just reconnect with them hard. I tend to obsess over songs that I love. If I didn't happen to stumble upon other songs, I probably would never listen to anything else and the sick thing is, I know I would never even get sick of these songs because I sweat them so much. I know, it's a sick relationship. That being said, I have been listening to the same three songs for about a week now and thought I'd share them with you two. (I love that joke, clearly.) I'm thinking I might just make this a regular, reoccurring blog post section because good songs need to be shared and loved. I hope you dig 'em as much as I do! My three songs of the week aaarrreeeeee (drumroll please):|
Since this is my blog and I can write about whatever the hell I want to write about and because the 1st Amendment supports me, I'm going to write about my favorite band. Radiohead. I remember when I first laid ears on Radiohead my sophomore year in high school. I think I stole The Bends from my older sister's cd collection, put it into my Discman (What? It was the 90's), waited for sleep and that's all it took. I was a Radiohead addict and could not be stopped (think Tiger and skanks). Love at first listen. My love only deepened with each new album. Every time they come out with a new album, believe me when I say it is my Christmas. Just like you never know what is going to be under the tree (actually in my case I always know. Pink everything because my mom always forgets I hate pink), I never know what to expect from a Radiohead album.|

The only person I know in this whole wide world that does NOT have Facebook and never has, is Ben Johnson, a fellow Mansfieldian/Shitbum. I'm not really sure why this is but if it helps explain it any, he also doesn't own a cell phone. It's just how he operates so get off his back, alright? The day Ben Johnson gets a Facebook account, I will stop listening to Mariah Carey.* I'm not passing judgement here by any means, but it makes me think about how addicted I am to the 'book, especially now that I have an iPhone. It's like putting Cadbury Mini Eggs in front of me and telling me not to eat them. At times, I find myself on it and suddenly coming to and asking myself, "Haley, why the F are you even on Facebook right now?" Look for me on the next episode of Intervention. I can't wait to hear your letters on how my Facebook addiction has affected you negatively in the following ways. I can't really pinpoint why I really even like it other than the fact that helps me keep in touch with people I might not otherwise. It's not even that I love it so much as it is another source of procrastination/something to pass the time/laugh at. In fact, the more I think about it, there are actually more things about Facebook that I hate than love.
My adopted brother, Matthew, recently wrote a blog about 10 'New Rules of Facebook Etiquette'. Yes, I agree that does exist if only in our minds and yes, I agree with most of his points EXCEPT... #2 and #3 because I'm not trying to date or pick anyone up via Facebook but if I was, I guess these would be legit. #5 because I did that. It's a long story and I'm right. #7 because I do that. Hey, why not? Having an account to begin with is in a way self promoting. And lastly, #10 because well, I'm not a dude and don't care. Overall though, it was a good list and made me want to do my own. I hope he doesn't get me for intellectual property.
Anyway, the combination of his blog post and my addiction to Facebook got me thinking. Let's make the Face a better place. And we can start by never putting statuses (statusi?) about the following:
1.) "Oh my god, it's so nice out today!" "Loving this weather!" "It won't stop raining!" I know, Captain Obvious, I have eyes and I'm alive too.
2.) "Little Joey has the runs and is throwing up everywhere! But then he took his first step, got his first tooth and looked at me!" Get off Facebook and go take care of your children. You know, the ones I don't care about. (Sorry, this is mean. I probably just don't understand because I have no children and am the host of zero maternalness.)
3.)"Gym." I always viewed Facebook statuses differently than AIM away messages. I guess others don't. And besides, you're just putting that post up so people know that you go to the gym and then feel bad about themselves for being fat and lazy.
4.)"Ughh Monday/Yay Friday!" Really, Sherlock? You have nothing more creative for me to read?
5.)"Errands, lunch, gym, brushing my hair, washing my car, picking out an outfit then out with the girls in the city!" With each comma, I die a little inside from not caring.
6.) "Sitting in traffic." I understand that you are bored, but no need to spread the boredom. Besides, Oprah would be pissed if she knew you were Facebooking while driving.
7.) "Blah, blah, blah. FML" I'll pay you all to never type FML again. And while we're at it, "It is what it is," and "GTL." If you don't know what these acronyms mean, I envy you.
And those my friends, are my personal, top 7 most hated statuses. I'm sure I have been guilty of one of these a time or two in the past and I will never forgive myself for it. Please don't get me wrong. My statuses ain't nothing special either but 97% of the time, it's original. If you do post these statuses, you'll be happy to know that you are the winner of the most uninteresting, least fun to read, unoriginal status of the day! Along with 112 other people! Let's all just take a moment and look at what Facebook is really asking us. What's on your mind? This blog post would have been my status but it was too many characters.
Happy Facebooking!
*No I won't.
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It's probably a safe assumption to say that pretty much everyone knows at least one other person who is in a band. There's always a friend of yours or a friend of a friend that just joined a new band or is trying to get one going. Everybody's doing it. Frankly, I would too if I had the slightest idea how to play an instrument because people that are in good bands ooze cool. I just write about bands instead. Here's the thing though about all these bands your friends are in... majority of them most likely are horrendous and not oozing cool. I'm not trying to be mean, but let's be real. It's a daunting task to find good bands. Even bands that are signed to record deals, let alone hometown bands making records in their basement. But I guess you have to start somewhere, right?|

Everyone is being so mean to MGMT with regards to their new album, Congratulations. It's making me mad/sad. Hey everyone! Why don't you make a ridiculously good first album that shouldered huge success for the band and then try to make another equally ridiculously good one? I would imagine the difficulty and challenge in that would be painfully hard. You're screwed from the start. No one's ever gonna like another MGMT album better than Oracular Spectacular and I can't really blame them. That album is stacked with singles and anthems. But let's stop comparing the two albums because this new one is a horse of a different color and breed.
Let me be clear, this is not a pity like. I genuinely have been enjoying Congratulations. I won't lie though, it took me about ten full listens to realize I liked it which is odd because many of the songs bear vivid, familiar sounds to famous bands of the past, all of which I love. "Siberian Breaks" is one of those songs. The first time I listened to it, I thought my iTunes shuffled wrong and I was listening to a a song from the 60's (those were the days, eh?). This song is literally 12 minutes long and smack in the middle of the track listing. That's an unorthodox move, no? During those 12 minutes, you feel like you're listening to 3 separate songs. I even went back to my computer after playing "Siberian Breaks" to see what the name of the new song was I was listening to. Look at that, still "Siberian Breaks."
Another track that my ears likes is, "Someone's Missing." Length wise, it's the shortest record on the album but it stood out to me for some reason.
"Lady Dada's Nightmare," makes me think I'm listening to Dark Side of the Moon. Listen to it and you'll agree.
I really, really, really like the title track on this album. "Congratulations" closes out the sophomore album and I think it's beautiful. It sounds like nothing MGMT has ever done before, mostly because it's so simple and leaves out their signature psychedelic pop sound. Just an acoustic guitar, a little banging on the drums and maybe a keyboard? (Forgive me, as I am not all that skilled in identifying instruments.) I have a feeling this is a very personal song to the band. "I'd rather dissolve than have you ignore me." Very Beatles-esque to me.
Honestly, I don't think MGMT ever had any intentions of even trying to make this album anything like Oracular Spectacular. I just think they are experimenting with their talent and sound and don't give a fuck what any of us think or the amount of success they get. And I think that because I am great friends with Ben and Andrew and they told me that and also that they only care what I think and ya know what?
Congratulations, MGMT. I think ya done good. ::clapping::
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I'm gonna digress from my usual subject of music this time. I hope you two don't mind. I just have a lot to say about being employed as a waitress and I am in need of venting. Don't even get me started on the music that is played at my work. If I hear anymore John Mellencamp...(insert something horrible you would do to someone or yourself).
I'll start by saying I completed a vicious, what seemed to be never ending, three days (25 hours) of waitressing and am pregnant with hate and anger for people that dine out. I apologize in advance as everything I'm about to say is going to sound really mean, whiny, and judgmental but I'm not. I'm a nice girl. I've just been a waitress for far too long and being mean to people in my head makes the hours just fly by. I just thought I'd make a small top 10 list of things I, as a waitress, would appreciate you stop doing. On behalf of all the people that have ever worked in the restaurant business...
1.) Please don't order a bottle of beer (that we also have on draft) and then ask for a pint glass. 'Cause really, what's the point? Do you know something I don't?
2.) NEVER, I repeat NEVER vigorously wave me down when I am clearly at another table cause I'll just look at you and wonder if you're retarded or having a seizure.
3.) Customer: "I think we are all set to order."
Me: (Inner monologue: Good for you, I don't give a sh*t, get it yourself, I wonder what Smallz is doing.) "Ok great! I'm ready when you're ready!"
Customer: ::looks around at others at the table:: "Do you guys know what you want? What are you gonna get? Oh, that sounds good? Maybe I'll get that, or should I get this? Wanna spit two meals? Have you ever had..."
Me: (Inner monologue: oohhhhhhh mmmmyyyyyyyyy ggoooooooooooodddddd, someone interrupt my thought with an order already for fucks sake, you retards.) "Yup, you can get onion rings instead of fries!!"
Just let me know when you are for real life ready to order. I have places to go and other peoples' shit to deal with.
4.) That 20% tip is greatly appreciated but you sat at my table on a Friday night for four hours and nursed a couple O'Douls. I know you left me $4 on that $22.00 tab but you probably cost me about $60. Go home.
5.) If you come into my restaurant and sit at my table, I'd advise not to inform me that you have a time restriction or are on a tight schedule. AND THEN ORDER A BURGER COOKED MEDIUM. We are a restaurant where regular human beings are employed, not a magic show. And I'm pretty sure there is an asterisk at the bottom of menu. *None of our cooks have superpowers. Besides, you aren't that important anyway. You should have had a granola bar.
6.) If your beers are $8 and you give me $10 and ask me to go get you change, I hate you.
7.) Nothing would make me happier if people would stop asking me to list beers we have (while the beer list is right in front of them) and then while I'm mid-list, "Do you have Michelob Ultra?" Yes, you skinny bitch, we do have that but maybe you should drink a real beer, no? Just a suggestion. Maybe I wouldn't be being so mean to you in my head right now if, since you already knew what you wanted, just asked me for that in the first place. (Did that sentence make sense? I don't think so, but I'm not changing it.)
8.) For the love of all that is good, get off your cell phone. Don't give me the, erect index finger signaling, wait one second, while you wrap up your phone call. You're rude. Don't make me accidentally drop a beer on your phone.
9.) Unless I do an atrocious job of serving you (psshh, as if), don't leave me less than 15% percent. If you can't afford it, it's called take-out, my friends.
10.) No, you cannot have my number.
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Because this is a music blog, I can't stop listening to this song and would like all of my favorite bands to remake it...
The Smiths - "Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want"
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