Thursday, March 30, 2006

woah.

And I don't mean that in Joey from Blossom way.

How in the hell is it 3 in the morning and I haven't started my paper yet?

Fuck me hard.

Thank goodness I'm taking Friday off.

Rough week.

Monday, March 27, 2006

cover me cobra

It's still too early to talk about the suckitude that the L word has become. I need to organize my rant, and currently I'm just tidge, scratch that, totally fucked. Again, I think I have a very strong genetic disposition for self-destruction. I mean, who needs enemies with just my own damnable behaviour?

I digress.

I'm a bitch for the 80s - mostly the good old music. I love it. Big hair bands. Ballads. Iconic songs with my favourite Brat Pack. Fucking love it all. I have to say I'm especially a sucker for those 80s love songs that were so fucking brilliant.

I believe I might hold them in higher regard due to the nostalgia attached to them, but again, I digress.

Last night, when I was supposed to be doing my work - catching up, or you know actually just fucking getting to it - I decided to play catch-up with The OC. Here's another show that was brilliant in it's first season and since then has never had the same glory. BUT! I do have to say that they are out of their second season slump - there have been some rather enjoyable episodes this season, more so than last - and most importantly Josh Schwartz gives a fuck what his audience wants. He's seemingly trying to give people a good storyline that they will enjoy. He's not giving them the big old bird all season because he can. Fuck you Ilene. I guess I had to get that out.

A big props for The OC is that, as I've mentioned before, their music is solid. So in an episode from two weeks ago they had a Foreigner cover band, that was supposed to be a Journey cover band, all of which doesn't matter except for the fact that they had a band covering "Waiting for a Girl Like You." A song I did indeed love in the day, and the cover is brilliant.

I believe this is the second cover I've posted. Fine, I know this is the second cover I've posted. Granted it's not too different, but I loved it enough that I bought it last night from iTunes and have been listening to it ever since. Kind of makes me feel better as I feel like I'm pissing my future down the drain by not doing the work I should.

Anyway, you can buy the song here. Enjoy!

Thursday, March 23, 2006

would be the best t-shirt ever!

There was a rumour that one site had t-shirts declaring "Betty Sucks." Unfortunately? Just a rumour.

Seriously though. They're like worse than your long-lost relatives that just won't leave you alone. They're like vermin in New York - they just won't fucking go away and they won't fucking die.

I primarily blame Elizabeth Ziff...who I guess is like one of the faces for fucking Gibson guitars.

Seriously? Seriously?

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

geeking out about lauren hoffman.

The CD I ordered arrived promptly from CD Baby, a site I can now fully recommend, plus? When they send you a confirmation email it's pretty fucking hilarious. I digress.

The problem that I have with buying CDs for the most part is that unless it's a compilation CD I'm often somewhat blah about quite a few of the songs. And then I'm all, "really, I just really paid X amount of dollars for this CD?" The reason why I tend to buy singles off of iTunes or try and buy the CDs used at half.com.

The Lauren Hoffman CD is so much better than just my obsession with Broken. Don't get me wrong, I still fucking love that song and can listen to it on repeat, but the rest of her CD is awesome as well. The span of genres that she straddles with her different songs astound me. I mean I'm fucking geeking out about her right now. It amazes me that she isn't signed yet in the US. I mean, even by Sub Pop or something?

Anyway, I love her voice, I love her different styles in songs, I love the instruments in her music. I mean, I'm even contemplating sending her a fan email - something I have held off of for years. Plus the fact that she's unsigned and likely to actually read the email makes me want to kind of do it. I mean, because, like some other up and coming indie band like Death Cab really needs another fan letter. Especially now. I mean I still like their new album, but I feel like they've sold out when they don't play at the 9:30 club anymore, but the DAR. I mean the Daughters of the American Revolution? Really??? I digress again.

I can't recommend buying her CD anymore. If I knew what I was doing, I'd put up sound bytes to show you how awesome the entire album is. I mean I LOVE the fact that her last song on the CD is somewhat jazzy somewhat Fiona Apple-y from her first CD, and I mean that in the Shadow Boxer version, not the Calvin Klein porn video she did.

Plus her origins in the industry are pretty fucking cool that you can see at her website, and then of course there's her myspace page (because what musician doesn't have a myspace page nowadays), though she has a more diverse jukebox to listen to her music on her homepage, and if you're in the US, you can always buy her CD for $12.25 with shipping included at CD Baby. That totally has her bio as well.

So I guess this is me geeking out, and we'll just have to see if I'll be that person by writing a letter.

ETA: She also has a weekly song available for download here, so yay!

Sunday, March 19, 2006

gay porn. who doesn't love it?

I have been watching a multitude of old Will & Grace episodes because I have lots of space on my new DVR that I can. Repeats on Lifetime! The first gay programming channel! Screw you Logo and Out TV. Though I guess with the whole cancelling thing going on at Out that they've already been screwed. I digress though.

I've always remembered this one line between Jack and Grace where he pretty much states, you like gay porn, don't you? And Grace is all, "Who doesn't?" I do have to admit that I found that line immediately funny despite the fact that I hadn't seen gay porn yet by that time. I now understand that line completely, and also find it funnier.

Because really? Who doesn't love gay porn. Hot guys making out is, well, hot!

I bring this up because I was about turn off my DVR tonight, and it switched channels early to record Grey's Anatomy, and it was that stupid Mary Alice voice-over at the end. That, as annoying as it was, sucked me in. It was talking about the different kisses, and what they say, and they panned to Andrew and his hottie boyfriend making out. My first reaction was: "Holy shit, I can't believe they went there! That's awsome!" to, "Oooh. Let me rewind and watch that again, that was hot!"

It seems to be an obvious fact, that I don't quite understand, but hot guys getting it on equals hot!

Friday, March 17, 2006

my new musical obsession.

I have to say that I often will find songs and become obsessed with them through television programs. I'm not talking about the broad, let me attempt as a music supervisor to draw you in by using a current hit, but the songs where the artist is unsigned and you're watching the scene and you're all, "woah. This is an awesome song. Who sings this?" To the point of distraction.

Often I'm assuming this isn't what a music supervisor is going for, but, you know. I take what I can. From the beginning I've found the music on the OC to be awesome, and from a rocky second season to a slightly better third, the music selection quality is essentially the only thing to remain consistent.

Another solid performer is Grey's Anatomy. Interesting tidbit? Same music supervisor. Alexandra Pat...(long Polish or something or rather than I just can't be fucked to google the spelling of right now).

On a show, that I will not even admit under duress to being totally geeked out about loving featured this song in the season finale that I immediately noticed when I was watching the season finale. That I downloaded off of iTunes. Yeah. So, recently I was able to watch the premiere, because the channel is repeating the season and I noticed the song was used again, so I decided to try and track down this little awesome song from iTunes.

Foolish, foolish was I. Firstly, it took some time. Secondly, the artist is unsigned, so she only has her myspace page, and I guess a website. You can download her stuff from iTunes Europe but not locally. Curses!

So I started listening to all of her songs on her myspace jukebox. Again, curses! that you can't download them. The craziest thing though is that as much as I love her song from the unamed show, her song "Broken" is even more awesome. So after listening to it multiple times, I decided, hey, I'll buy her CD from CDBaby. Especially since Killer is constantly harassing me about how important it is to support indie artists. This was her explanation for buring SOME Ray LaMontagne but not the entire album.

So I splurged, and really? The CD is only 10 bucks, and shipping is less than 3. Steal. Especially since I like all of her songs, but at the moment, the musical obsession is "Broken" by Lauren Hoffman.

As a side note, I'm going to be pissed if much music or whatever has her stuff because I have 100 free songs for switching to DirecTV, and totally didn't think of this fact until now...

Oh well. I suggest you check out her myspace website to listen to her stuff, and then her personal website. Perk alert! She's from the local DC area!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

so maybe ilene misheard me?

I said the show was probably dead to me. Not Dana.

It seems even the New York Times weighed in on the death of main characters in television shows.

The L word is pretty much dead to me. Except for the fact that I keep on recording it, and want to know what happens in each episode - just in case it reclaims the brilliance of season 1.

I think this is what it is like being in a relationship with an addict or where a loved person is an abuser. You keep on waiting for that person to get better because you remember how awesome that person once was. How you loved them. How funny they were. How entertaining and you see in that shell of a person the original person they were. Except unfortunately they're not.

Except this time? The virus is a creative team being led by Fucking Ilene Chaiken! (yup, that's her full name) and Fucking ezgirl! (I don't even really blame the rest of Betty anymore, but if thy're indeed feeling left out, Fuck You Betty! You too might be in a co-dependent relationship where you allow that untalented, delusional Elizabeth Ziff to run your creative products...I don't give a fuck if you made your start in DC. You all fucking suck).

So, you know, Dana was killed last night. I had known this would happen from the beginning, and I was pissed, but I was even more pissed that Erin Daniels supposedly wanted out. I thought, 'twat.' Granted, the show was going downhill, but the rumours were that she wanted out. She didn't like playing a lesbian anymore. She wanted more money. She was tired of the show. Blah dee fucking blah.

Fucking Ilene Chaiken killed off the funniest character. Well. She was during season one - and a good part during season two. Granted it would piss me off that Erin Daniels couldn't finish a match much less a set because she became too fucking skinny. But? Understandable.

Fucking Ilene Chaiken fucking fired Erin Daniels. Poor Erin Daniels. It was probably because she was the straightest cast member who was 'unknown' before starting the show.

Perhaps what makes killing off a main character is that it was done so poorly. I didn't cry. And despite the fact that a few short years ago it took an animal psychic talking to a dead animal to make me cry, lately it's been the opposite. The change coming early? Who the hell knows - but shit pulls at the heart strings easily now.

I had nothing - and from what I've read elsewhere, I'm not the only one.

Most are ranting about how they hated the storyline, they hate Ilene Chaiken, and the producers. Which? Yes. And not just for the Dana storyline. I understand wanting to address breast cancer. It's an absolutely important issue. I hate them for making my once favourite show unrecognizable. A shell of its former self. For taking something brilliant and making it perhaps one of the worst shows on television.

Just because you like to have your shit rile everyone up Fucking Ilene Chaiken doesn't mean it doesn't stink.

You. And your fucking team. Fucking Suck. You're proving nothing creatively. Gah. Too much anger right now.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

happy international women's day!

Go here to get good links and info!

undergrads suck.

I was in the bathroom during the break in seminar tonight and three undergrad girls were talking discussing whether they really were going to be let out of class early.

One essentially said, I hope we're out by nine because I can't get ahold of anyone and I need to go the liquor store.

Bitch.

Wednesdays always pretty much suck for me.

And, today is no exception, though Sam Beam is currently helping me through the rough period. And no. That's not a typo about Jim Beam. That'd be AWE-SOME though. Who doesn't love a little bourbon.

I don't know why it seems to be a countdown to Fridays this semester. Burn-out already?

On another note, in a complete surprise, Chloe won Project Runway, my new guilty pleasure. I was positive it was going to be Daniel V. or Santino. In no way did I expect Chloe to even be in the running. Especially since her clothes kind of looked like crap, or as Santino said, "Like a couch was coming at ya."

I love Chloe because she's this cute, little tiny package who seemed like a pretty awesome person and generally pretty talented, but her final show was rather crap, and so I'm not sure how I feel about her winning. I did have to love though how she's like, what?, 4 feet tall, or could at least qualify for disability benefits because of her height and she picked the tallest model. So everytime they're standing next to each other she looks like a fucking hobbit. I don't know, maybe I keep on expecting her to start going on about her 'precious' patterns.

I do have to say, after Daniel's seemingly sudden transformation into an arrogant jackass last week, I guess I should just be happy with him not winning. Especially since his smug fucking interviews would seem that much worse considering I'm sure they taped their segments afterwards.

Oh the fuck well. It's 3 to 3. I guess I should be trying to finish my paper.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

self-destructive behaviour.

Seriously, who needs enemies when you have yourself?

I was talking to CBF tonight and mentioned how I was positive that I had a pattern of self-destructive behaviour. And I mean, really!!! This is above and beyond procrastination and if I'm not fucking working at this hour then I should at least be sleeping.

A waste of fucking flesh is what I am right now.

I should be drunk.

I wish I could be drunk.

That'd be fucking awesome!

I think what makes it worse too is the knowledge that Killer is going to an opening at one of my favourite art spaces and is drinking different Irish beers tomorrow.

For free.

What a twat.

Someone else who is a twat? Stretch.

Promises, promises, promises.

She's become the girl who has cried wolf, except, she should be on her, like tenth visit if she ever came when she was supposed to. And suddenly, this is a dirty post. Okay. Never wanted to go there.

Happy thoughts. That include my new DVR. And space for 100 hours of programming. And the capability of recording two different things at the same time. I fucking love you!

I wonder if there is therapy for self-destructive behaviour? Would it even make a difference?