Colin Meloy – Dracula's Daughter
I know I haven;t been on here in a while, and I figured I should mark my triumphant return with this amazing song =D
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Monday, April 7, 2008
"This is the worst song I have ever written..."
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Sunday, February 24, 2008
Thou Shalt Always Kill
So I've been thinking a lot about the music press lately.
I've never been a fan of critics. Ever.
It's a glorified position where the writer gets paid to write about his or her opinions and expect others to agree.
I don't care if you think the Redwalls are shyte and the same-old retro junk, mr sheffield, because I like them.
And who do you think you are saying that no one listened to Pink Floyd after 1974?
But I digress.
I like the music press for its news and its interviews.
It knows just the right time to interview a musician, or feature an article on them.
But when opinions and hype come into play, thats when it's no longer about the music.
It's about selling magazines and listening to yourself speak.
Anyway, I still read Spin and NME.
I don't care who thinks it's hyped-up. I like the way they write.
And Blender.
But I wish their covers weren't so borderline porn.
And it's not because I'm "not secure in my sexuality", a statement that is both wrong and none of your business.
But again, I digress.
I have provided for you, under the cut, a song that I recently found from the suggestion of a friend that spoke volumes (no pun intended) to me on the current music "scene" (for a dire lack of a much better word).
Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim.
Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets.
Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.
Thou shalt not think that any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a peadophile… Some people are just nice.
Thou shalt not read NME.**
Thall shalt not stop liking a band just because they’ve become popular.
Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry.
Thou shalt not judge a book by it’s cover.
Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover.
Thall shalt not buy Coca-Cola products. Thou shalt not buy Nestle products.
Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend’s best friend, take drugs and cheat on him.
Thou shalt not fall in love so easily.
Thou shalt not use poetry, art or music to get into girls’ pants. Use it to get into their heads.
Thou shalt not watch Hollyoakes.
Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave as soon as you're done just because you’ve finished your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick.
Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar week in, week out just ’cause you once saw a girl there that you fancied but you’re never gonna fucking talk to.
Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals no matter how great they are or were.
The Beatles - Were just a band.
Led Zepplin - Just a band.
The Beach Boys - Just a band.
The Sex Pistols - Just a band.
The Clash - Just a band.
Crass - Just a band.
Minor Threat - Just a band.
The Cure - Just a band.
The Smiths - Just a band.
Nirvana - Just a band.
The Pixies - Just a band.
Oasis - Just a band.
Radiohead - Just a band.
Bloc Party - Just a band.
The Arctic Monkeys - Just a band.
The next big thing - JUST A BAND.
Thou shalt give equal worth to tragedies that occur in non-English speaking countries as to those that occur in English speaking countries.
Thou shalt remember that guns, bitches and bling were never part of the four elements and never will be.
Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music
Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music
Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music
Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music
Thou shalt not pimp my ride.
Thou shalt not scream if you wanna go faster.
Thou shalt not move to the sound of the wickedness.
Thou shalt not make some noise for Detroit.
When I say “Hey” thou shalt not say “Ho”.
When I say “Hip” thou shalt not say “Hop”.
When I say "he say, she say, we say, make some noise" - kill me.
Thou shalt not quote me happy.
Thou shalt not shake it like a polaroid picture.
Thou shalt not wish your girlfriend was a freak like me.
Thou shalt spell the word “Pheonix” P-H-E-O-N-I-X not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you.
Thou shalt not express your shock at the fact that Sharon got off with Bradley at the club last night by saying “Is it”.
Thou shalt think for yourselves.
And thou shalt always kill.
** Yeah, I can't say I agree with this at all. heh heh heh.
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Monday, February 4, 2008
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So, lucky me, I get my VHS grade fucked up yet again.
It says I failed.
Ummmmm no.
I do not have a 6 average.
This is complete bullshit.
AND I'm being forced to go to MCLA's Open House during Feb. Break..... and I'm being cut off from going to Portsmouth with Cassis Katie Kellsey and Alyssa because of it.
I don't feel like updating what I ate today as the thought of eating makes me sick.
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Sunday, February 3, 2008
I am holding my breath.......
There is somebody jumping up and down upstairs from me.....
Damnit this game is intense....
As I write this... there are 45 seconds left.
Holy shyte Pats..... do. it.
[EDIT]
Jesus.
H.
Christ.
Why do I get into this at all? I'm only let down in the end.
Fuck you football.
Food:
Grilled Peanut Butter and Jelly
Irish Breakfast Tea
Croissant
Yogurt
Seafood Salad Sandwich
Spinach and Maple Burger
Baby Back Ribs :D
Wings
Terryaki Chicken
Irish Breakfast Tea
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A Day Late....
Ok, I didn't get to participate in the PEYEIYB festivities yesterday... so look under the cut for yesterday.
Nothing else to say here. I'll update later with a Super Bowl Report and all the YUMMY things I'm eating tonight :)
Yesterday's account:
Grilled Peanut Butter and Jelly
Double Bergamot Earl Grey Tea
A Croissatnt
A Doughnut
Spinach and Maple Burger
Orange Juice
BAYSIDE EXPO GO GREEN THINGER:
Organic Lollipops
Ben & Jerry's (Cinnamon Bun)
Glee Gum
Stonybrook Water (ZOMFG it was pure and delicious)
BACK HOME:
Annie's Mac and Cheese
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Friday, February 1, 2008
Heat of the Moment
Wecome to "Pose Everything You Eat in Your Blog Month!"
For the sake of those of you who may not care as much, I'll put it behind the cut.
Now, for what's REALLY on my mind lately:
Dominic Monaghan
Billy Boyd
And Scottish accents.
Fetish? Maybe.
Awesome accent? Yes.
Exhibit A.
What I've eaten today:
Toasted peanut butter and jelly. Yes, it was toasted :)
Double bergamot earl grey black tea
Dark chocolate and marzipan
Some stupid little chocolate chip energy bar.
Grapefruit Izzy.
Vanilla Yogurt with Reese's Pieces
Orange Juice
2 Spinach and Maple hamburgers (ZOMFG DELICIOUS.)
Sencha Overture green tea
Junior Mint popcorn (If you want, ask me how to make it. I must share with the world!! :P)
Rice pudding (As I type this actually)
I know I eat a lot, but they're all small meals often. Boosts the metabolism :)
Oh, and I'm a total foodie :D
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Pale Blue Eyes
If only Google News would fucking LOAD I could get a real story on what the fuck happened.
But no. I'm stuck with rumours of May Kate Olsen's apartment and pills.
Yeah I know the TV is in the next room and I could easily just go over there.... but nah. I'm studying for midterms.
I'll make an edit if I find out anything.
<3 RIP Heath Leger.
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
Illegal Tender
I can't believe I'm speechless.
I came in here with the best of intentions... but aparently to no avail.
Well... I'm in Vermont until Monday. There's something.
Oh, they fucked up my work schedule(AGAIN) and I got an angry call at 10 this morning because of it. You know, because of THEIR MISTAKE.
I can't take their shit any longer.
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Friday, January 18, 2008
From Blown Speakers
What.
The.
Fuck.
So I've spent the past few days writing a screenplay.
A COMEDY screenplay.
I've never written comedy before, and I'm happy as shit to have written this.
Then, what happens but I'm flipping through other people's projects from pc.celtx.com and guess what I find?
A screenplay with the SAME. DAMN. PLOT. as mine.
I think I'm going to go sit down and cry.
In case you're curious:
Here's mine
and
Here's the other one.
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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Expectations
Oh Belle and Sebastian.
How I love thee.
But for realsies, I need more of their stuff.
I can't go on living with only their 2 contributions to the Juno soundtrack.
Which, by the way, is a fucking AMAZING movie.
I cried at the end :)
It was just so damn sweet, mainly because of Michael Cera :)
I think I'm going to go see it again.
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