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Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is where I’m alone with you

This the end.  I am leaving for a new home where I doubt I will continue this endeavor.  We are all made up of the people in our lives and the places we have been.  That means part of you gets to come along!  Even though you will be coming with me, I will miss you anyways.  Muah!

Edwarde Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes – Home

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Bat for Lashes – Sleep Alone

"Silenced" by Artoland, click for source and more by the artist

Now I’m sure you’ve had times when you’ve felt down or angry,
Wanted to lash out, punch a wall and be manly,
But the question I pose now will offer you a plan B,
And maybe some peace and quiet for your friends and family,
How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood,
And then just be.. in.. a good mood?
That’s all I have to say because it’s a straight up fact,
You control your emotions it’s as simple as that”

– Dan Le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip – Waiting For The Beat To Kick In

Buy Angles by Dan Le Sac vs. Scroobius Pop

What was the point of Oregon Trail again? If the point was to make me really glad I didn’t have to live in that era, then it was a resounding success.

Dan Le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip – Thou Shalt Always Kill

Dan Le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip on Amazon

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

–  Neil Gaiman

Magic Sam – Everything’s gonna be alright

Peter Broderick – And It’s Alright

Stereophonic – I’m Alright

Sigur Rós – All Alright

Jamie Myerson – Everything’s gonna be alright

How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong

Portishead – Roads

Portishead ft. Tricky – Hell is Around the Corner

Cyanide and Happiness is my favorite comic of the moment.

Three party songs for the weekend:
Good Ol’ Fashion Rump Shaker (Beastie Boys vs Matt & Kim)

Alcohol Forever (Jamie Foxx vs Royksopp)

DJ Khaled (feat. Akon, Birdman, Fat Joe, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, T.I.) vs Junior Boys – Takin’ Over In The Morning

I’m not sure who mixed the first one, but the Alcohol Forever and DJ Khaled vs. Junior Boys are both by The Hood Internet. The Hood Internet, like Girl Talk, is a mash-up/mixmaster who I saw at Bonnaroo.   Most of Girl Talk’s mixes are fun and enjoyable to listen to, however, The Hood Internet does a better job of coming up with a danceable finished product.

ps.

Two more remixes from the guy who made the rap chop remix below”

Oh, and R.I.P Billy Mays. Go buy a zorbee to soak up the oxy clean you used to clean up the stain in your carpet when you dropped a bottle of orange glo.

bmh

Billy Mays opened the newspaper and noticed 3 people (Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson) had already died this week. It was then when he said his last words: “But wait! There’s more!”

onionI just happened across this interview with Neko Case in The Onion.  After listening to a few tunes of hers I remembered why I was once obsessed with Fox Confessor.  Check out her current tour schedule here.

Neko Case – At Last (buy the album)

Scarred Seclusion by Motts

Scarred Seclusion by Motts - http://tinyurl.com/bznuxg

One day I woke up and screamed.  I screamed and screamed until my scream grew weak and hurty.  My face hurts and feels tight.  My head feels big and ouchy.  Screaming makes me feel something and I like it.  I’m nine.  Four years ago my parents left me here.  My parents came once the following year and I thought they were going to take me home, but they didn’t.   They never visit anymore.  I am abandoned.  When I scream the old women take me away from the other children.  They open the big white door and put me in the soft-walled dark place.  It smells like burning.  There’s no room to lie down, so I curl up on the cushiony floor and hum my lullabye.

More photographic explorations into old abandoned buildings such as the Gaebler Children’s Center can be found at this excellent website.

And a very pretty song: Regina Spektor – The Call (buy some Regina)