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(no subject) [Oct. 26th, 2011|06:44 pm]
come back please.
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(no subject) [Aug. 10th, 2011|05:51 pm]
i fucking miss you.
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(no subject) [Jun. 10th, 2011|08:08 am]
I hate it when things come to an end and you really don't want them too.

I also really really reality television. Suck it. Really.
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(no subject) [Jul. 11th, 2010|11:48 pm]
Dear Psycho Woman Down South,

You are freaking my friend out. Your insecurities and your attitude are really quite scary. Just because we have mutual friends doesn't mean that you're not crazy. You are crazy. Bona fide crazy. You like to talk about changes and then you harp on about how sucky your life is. Well get off your arse and MOVE. Do something instead of moaning and groaning. He's tired of you trying to dictate his life. It's over. Move on.

No love,

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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2009|11:48 am]
Sigh. Slow Show by The National? Sonic perfection.
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(no subject) [Mar. 14th, 2009|11:15 pm]
Bein' almost thirty six ain't so bad when you get reminders that Richard Hammond still looks twelve and he's like... four years older than me.

Went to the pub this afternoon with some mates and watched Michigan State lose. Depressing. Now I'm tired, a bit buzzed and a bit groggy as I didn't sleep enough. Chatted with C in New York for a couple hours last night much to the chagrin of P and I need to give B a call about flying to Newcastle this fall for some shows. Word on the street is Editors will be touring this fall over there and I'd like the Mag to pick up the tab on my pond hopping. I'll be happy to interview the guys!

Speaking of which, in a couple weeks I'm going to see both Ra Ra Riot and White Lies and this makes me happy in ways you can ONLY imagine.

Michigan's climate is driving me nuts. Music here is simultaneously drying up and getting a bit crazy busy if you can imagine. Local bands are blossoming like weeds but its too bad so much of their music is based on the jam band mentality. I'm sick of that. I also hate that good bands aren't hitting Michigan as much as they used to because venues aren't booking.

It's making me cranky.

And if R calls again, there will be blood.
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(no subject) [Mar. 6th, 2009|11:23 am]
Errrr... yeah, I'm still here. BUSY though! Festival season is soon upon us and I have a looot of articles to cut loose. L, M, M, T, B, H and I (hahaha! that sounds funny but I know they all read this so HEY PEEPS) are going to Chicago for some concert lovin' soon. White Lies, Travis, Vienna Teng, possibly some Neko Case this summer... lots of good good stuff goin' on out there.

Oh, and since I know he's lurking - HI C. You're CUTE.
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(no subject) [Jun. 26th, 2008|12:39 am]
I shouldn't love it, but I rather do.

Yeah, Coldplay. Sometimes Chris Martin can write a hook that sinks into your brain for DAYS and you find yourself singing it for weeks at a time. Clocks was like that. So was that White Shadows song from X&Ys or whatever that album was called. Now I'm into the stupid iPod commercial song.

I'm a bit torn about using music for commercial purposes. I suppose I'm torn about everything - I'm a fucking libra. Still, I wonder how much it is a 'sell out' for music to be used in advertisements when music does, as Michael has written so eloquently, provide the light you cannot resist. Humans are inately looking for the best way to make a buck, and as somewhat of a salesperson for, well, my own points of view, I find sometimes music is the way in the door.

I so respect R.E.M. for not selling their music but I can't diss Moby for marketing the hell out of Play. I knew every song from that album from ads long before I bought the damn thing... but I bought the album because the songs were so damn catchy not because they were selling products. I think Porcelin was used to sell Nissans and, well, I drive a beat up Chevy when I drive at all, so that ought to tell you how well THAT worked.

ANNNNyway. Coldplay was just on the Daily Show and Chris Martin looked high on music or something. I don't know. As a former imbiber of illicit substances, I can honestly say he didn't look quite like anything I've taken but he wasn't not on something either. He hit the notes, though, and I gotta say, the new material is damn catchy.
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(no subject) [Jun. 9th, 2008|08:37 am]
And yet another grey hair has been found. I'm starting to wonder if I should do the blonde die thing ala Mr. Mills, my namesake. I'm a bit too proud to go completely blonde, though. I'm a red head and I like staying that way so probably back to the dye bottle for me.

It's been a long couple of weeks. I've been busy writing, penning the Accelerate review for the Publication That Cannot Be Named, working on a few as-yet-to-be-named projects and seeing the band whoop it up in the Midwest. Lovely show. Chicken shit as I was though, I didn't stick around after the show. Last thing I need is for the band to laugh at me and say 'hey you're the dorky chick who was snapping those photos in the front - you know we have hot chicks backstage you can stay here'. oh yes, Wonders for the Self Esteem.

Boyfriend though was super supportive. We've both been working on a lot of elements of dealing with each other so life is pretty good.

Got home Saturday to a hot house, which drives me nuts. I honestly don't know how people function in hot weather. It's one thing L and I agree on big time - give me a cold winter with hot chocolate and baileys mixed in with some coffee and I'm happy. Hot, humid weather makes my skin crawl. Maybe it's because I've never really felt comfortable in my skin. That seems rather plausible come to think of it.

I am thinking of taking off with L for London in the fall. I'm attempting to find a way to get the Mag to pay for it - there are brilliant shows going on during the time she is thinking of going. Just with the fuel prices... and I'm torn on that too. As someone who travels a lot for work, I hate how prices are so freakin' high. When I go away I have to get more done in a small time window and hope I cover all my bases because the Mag won't pay for me to go back for awhile. It's frustrating but the left-wing environmentalist in me thinks it's bloody great.

Speaking of which, L and I talked the other day and we're going to campaign for Obama now. I was a bit torn as I was really a big John Edwards supporter and I didn't want to draw the divisive line between Obama and Hilary. Still, now that things are settled I want to get involved again - like I did in college. It always feels SO GOOD to be involved, even if you end up losing in the end because at least you tried. That's our motto - if you don't at least try, you will never succeed.

True that.

Alright, I'm still tired and even though I've had a cup a coffee this AM, I'm going back to bed.
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(no subject) [May. 8th, 2008|07:08 pm]
Christ on a stick.

I swear to whatever might be out there, deity or not, that my life cannot possibly get more frustrating without causing me or my immediate loved ones bodily harm.

I went to a conference this week that was ultimately rewarding but now all I want to do is sit around and eat crisps and watch trash television. Laundry is building up to epic proportions, R.E.M. is about to tour and the cats want to be fed. Gas prices are insane and George W. Bush can't get more crazy.... or can he?!
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