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9th
something tells me this isn’t about burritos.
gavincastleton:
Imagine that you spend 15 years, half of your life, developing the ultimate recipe for a breakfast burrito. You sell everything you own to fund the process; you work around the clock, 7 days a week, fine-tuning this recipe and building a small storefront where you can sell these burritos. You call…
3rd
People — be aware of this release. It’s crawling now, but oh my days it’s going to walk soon. And when it’s running, you’re hardly going to be able to catch it.
jasonliberatore:
“Whiskey Drinks” — earlier mix. Here’s a song we managed to crank out in a few hours. Nothing fancy; just one guitar, a couple vocal tracks and some finger snaps. But that felt like just enough. Listen close for the bottle of Glenlivet being popped on the outro. Cheers!
13th
egotisticalanonymous:
Pin up.
hellooooooooo lovely.
28th
invisibletape:
Americans are not stupid, we’re just uninformed.
Nope… the publishers know Americans don’t care about any of the rest of the world. Stories about other countries won’t sell magazines, so they don’t bother putting these stories on the cover. Pathetic and sad: yes. Not interested: yes. Uninformed: irrelevant.
31st
formspring.me
Ask me anything formspring.me/angeleenie
30th
buddyheadtk:
I can’t wait for Coachella this year! The line up looks sick!!!
I’ll bet it’ll sell out in 31 seconds
Fuck me I cannot tell you people how excited I am for this record. Srsly.
22nd
I Cannot BELIEVE What I’m Watching
Is this really the state of things?
Are people really making movies like “The Back-Up Plan” and “The Switch”?
We’re expected to believe women are reduced to having to go to sperm banks because their biological clocks are ticking and they don’t have men to make babies with? And the women they cast aren’t regular women, with regular bodies and regular craziness… they’re Jennifer Lopez and Jennifer Aniston (what’s with the name Jennifer and being able to portray women who “have their shit together” except for not having a man?)
It’s worse than I thought…
29th
Ok I can hardly contain my distaste for this — and Stereogum, I expect more from you.
Who the hell ARE these “artists”?
First and foremost, Peter Bjorn and John should be banished to the moon for opening their mouths ever again after “Young Folks”. What was a nice song and could’ve been a sweet legacy as one hit wonders, but no, they had to keep inundating us with their crap. RUBBISH! The fact that THEY opened this slop-fest should’ve foreshadowed the madness.
I couldn’t get through Chelsea Wolfe’s “interesting” take on “The Modern Age” because it was unlistenable. Full stop.
Frankie Rose was at least honest enough to admit having no idea what The Strokes mean to my generation having never LISTENED to them before doing this cover. And it shows.
At least Real Estate included melody, a guitar lick and some semblance of knowledge of the band. However, if people are currently paying money for this band’s original music, I sure hope it’s not much. So far, it’s the only one that even remotely pays tribute to the band. In a high-school-band kinda way.
I think you must’ve loaded the wrong MP3 for the “Someday” track because not only does that not sound like “Someday”, I’m hard pressed to file it under music. I’m not surprised however, I’ve been unfortunately exposed to Wise Blood before on the Friendly Fires tour. Whatever moron thought they were suited to do more than shine FF’s boots is beyond me.
Is the Austra track meant to sound like 8-bit or a ringtone for a pay-as-you-go phone? Because that’s EXACTLY what it sounds like. Sheesh, Jules, I hope you’re not listening to this drivel.
the morning benders did a decent job — of doing the EXACT opposite of the song they covered. So if it was meant to be just that, they nailed it. The presence of auto-tuned pitch correction when the original was sung with a raspy voice through an effect meant to make it MORE uneven and imperfect — opposite. The lack of guitars, drums, bass — pretty much any musicianship at all whatsoever — opposite. And “turning The Strokes song structure on its head” sounds like a sample challenge for “Project Songwriter”, a hit new series on Bravo. Blimey.
Well now folks, Owen Pallett had a tall order: re-create my favorite song on the record with some style and don’t fuck it up too much. In the description of his approach, spot on. Well, quoting Regina Spektor’s spot-on observation that they are modern classical. And truthfully admitting he’s not as good a singer as Julian (he’s not), is wise since his contribution as the vocalist is the only part of this I don’t love. Kids who played on this record: put down your auto-tune, shut off the Rock Band and LEARN TO PLAY AN INSTRUMENT. I’d give it a 6 out of 10 considering they were put on the spot. With some arrangement and a better vocalist, this could be a decent effort.
Hmmm I know with the death of Amy Winehouse there’s an opening in the young-girls-trying-to-sound-old-school club, but I’m thinking this crop is pretty close to the end of the queue. Also, immediately I hated it because it attempts to be reggae attempting to cover The Strokes. ick.
Computer Magic… well that explains it. It’s an app, right? Like Songify? Let’s just agree to explain it away there.. although the vocalist is sadly the ONLY one on the whole record who even attempted to remind us the band they’re tributing is The Strokes. Or perhaps the “computer” just recognized the song it was recreating.
I’m sad for the children of the world who are going to have to pay tribute to these people in 10 years.
Uggh, worst hour of my life.
21st
It’s Getting Serious
If you’ve read this blog over the years, you know that my interests are all over the map based on where I travel, where I work, who I fall in love with, what I read, what I watch and who I meet. It’s been a place where I feature things I like, things I hate, things that happen to me and the world which inspires me to comment and share.
So it’s in this spirit that I move into a new phase of this blog and my commentary about life as it happens to me.
This is a place for me to get super honest about what’s going on with me. Part therapy, part sharing my experiences, part support for those going through the same things and part venting (actually there’s gonna be a LOT of this part).
What prompted using this tool in a new way? About 18 years ago I was diagnosed with a condition called PCOS: PolyCystic Ovarian Syndrome. Little was known about the syndrome back then, except it meant women who suffered from it would have irregular periods, might experience some extra cramping and could have trouble conceiving children without help. At age 13, I was embarrassed to be on birth-control, but I was assured this offered the best treatment and if things started happening regularly again (in the monthly bill department, that is), chances are I wouldn’t have to worry about those other scary things.
And so I took my pill, every day until a few weeks after my 20th birthday when I started dating someone I really cared for and thought I might get a bit more “serious” with someday. I went to another doctor to whom I mentioned my diagnosis. I asked if we could talk about and test whether or not I was infertile. He asked if I planned to have a baby within the next year and when I told him that was not on the cards, he said, “Let’s just cross that bridge when we get to it.” Feeling like I was over-reacting, feeling lost and feeling resentful, I took myself off birth control and have not been on it since.
I had no information. I thought it was a gynecologist’s job to diagnose me and since mine knew, I thought he’d let me know if there was something else to know/worry about and I left it there.
Over the next 10 years it was business as usual: shaving my legs every day, working out to the point of near obsession, starving myself, waxing everything from my bikini area to my sideburns, wondering why