Far: A Visual Tour

So Today was finally the day. I called up Anna and asked her if she wanted to partake in the CD buying excursion. She agreed with an excited yes. So, after showering and dressing, I picked her up at her house. Liam was there so he tagged along for the ride. Anna told us she'd already put a down payment on the CD at the fye in the mall, so we went there. We got there and I looked around for quite some time while they got her her CD. I looked everywhere but there were no copies to be found. Once Anna had checked out I had to go up to the cashier and ask her where I could find one. I'm not particularly anti-social but I hate talking to sales employees. I feel like the more specified my question are the lamer I become in their eyes. I can't help but feel like their judging me, my mannerisms and taste in goods, with their every glance. But I asked her anyways...It's not like a crippling thing. I's just prefer not interacting with them. She said it was sold out because they only got in like three copies. THREE COPIES? Say What? I was pissed. We walked out of the mall where we saw Fusco. It was sufficiently awkward and nicely social. I made some overly grand gestures about wanting to punch the fye people in the face. We stood around for a little then he left to get his haircut; We ventured onward. Once in the car I realized Anna had purchased the single disc version. She was pissed when she found out there was more than one version. We went to the other fye, the one I always buy my CDs at. It's slightly creepier but it feels less corporate, so I enjoy the shopping experience. Plus, they always have what I want. And, sure enough, we walked in and I spotted the CD right away. In the mall it was weird because I didn't exactly know where to go to fin the new releases. That was not an issue the second time around. I was at full ease in my familiar albeit slightly creepy stomping ground. Not only did they have multiple copies of the CD, they had the 2 disc version on sale. Oh Yeahhhh. Victory! In the car my mom immediately popped it in and I had a quick fit when I realized what she had done. I figured it'd be beter to let it go than to freak out about my unique music listening experiences on my own, in my room, studying the lyric booklet when necessary. I figure my mom wanted to look cool in front of my friends so I rolled with it. When we got to my house we ate pizza and listened to the rest on the CD. Then we popped in the DVD and watched the trippy/weird music videos. All in all it was a good experience. Listening to it in the car ended up being really nice; the music partnered really nicely with the slightly scenic and sunny drive home on the semi-back roads. Regina was how Anna and I first really bonded so it was nice to have this experience with her.

Now that I've typed my weight in words here are the pictures:

I love the cover. It reminds me of A Tree Grows In Brooklyn. I can't really explain why, but the connotations are nice.

The house in the background is from the "Dance Anthem of the 80's" video. They had a lot of re-occurring visuals which was cool. 

One difference? Anna's disc had the sketched blue piano on it, but hers didn't come with a lyrics booklet.

The hearts reminded me of Bekah's lung sketches.

I love love love the boombox sketch. It's also from the "Dance Anthem" video. It's probably my favorite song on the album at this point, although "The Calculation" really caught my attention too. It's really too early to tell.

Anna and I both fell in love with her shoes. They are gorgeous. 

I can't wait to give this a good listen. I feel like this is an album that can withstand the seasons.

Dear Blog,

Poor neglected blog. I am now fully enraptured by tumblr, and my other two blogs. I have left you in the dust (what a shame... you still have the best title) I guess I dropped in to shoot some angst and anxiety into you veins.

I no longer know if I am content with taking Ap English and US. I definitely want to stick with US, but I'm really nervous about english. I worried I'm going to procrastinate like crazy( like I am right now) with writing assignments and that I'll become completely overwhelmed with the workload. I do love english, but I prefer the reading/analyzing books part to the writing/composition part. This makes em think I should take English 3 honors and take AP english as a senior when it will be focus on reading. But if I do this, I feel like I'd be letting people, and possibly myself, down. I don't want to look back and regret not taking more challenging classes. Plus, I feel like if i back out now....i don't know...like I told everyone I was taking the two classes already and I feel like it would be like everyone would be getting a big "I told you so" on my expense. Then I'll have settled for a slightly challenging schedule like almost everyone else. I want to do all I can to stand out and (I know it's superficial but...) look good. I just CANNOT DECIDE! I just want to talk to someone, and have them give me the answer. I need it to become clear. blahblahblahicantalkincirclesforeverblahblahblah

April Showers

What happens when I don't know what happens?

Mean Everything to Nothing: A Visual Tour

Me hugging the beautiful thing.  I pretty much wanted to to do this in the store, but I showed some self restraint.

The beautiful Inside of the artwork. I love how large vinyl artwork is. It makes it a poster candidate.

The front of the album artwork.

the back of the album artowork (do a mental pic flip, because I was too lazy to do any real ones)

the CD in all of it's glory.

And in it's case, which feels like a silk paper hybrid

the lovely record. Records are way thicker than I imagined.

and the racord in it's case, ehich is more like normal paper

tha amazing 9.99 price sticker, a fantastic markdown from the 18.99 it's supposed to go for

And the lovely product before opening.

I went to fye tonight after finally finishing my researched paper and I purchased this baby. When I got there i had no intentions of buying the vinyl combo pack, but that's all they had in stock, and for 9.99 I sure wasn't going to pass it up. my mom says my grandfather has a record player, so next time I visit I might try to get my hand on it.

I am so excited to listen to this...so I'm going to go now and do just that

He was no ordinary drain on her defenses...

...she was no ordinary girl "

It's finally April. Thank God! Am I the only one who hates March ? I feel like it always starts out alright, but I can't help but feel depressed after the first week passes. I mean good things have been happening, but the bad things just seem to hold a heavier weight in March. It is the mother of inbetweentimes. I hate inbetweentimes for the most part...well not hate, but they always make me uneasy. Like 4:30 pm, not even quite evening ,it resides in a section of time that makes me feel regret for the day, and like not enough night is left to save the day. For me there is not enough excitement in march to keep me entertained. It's no longer the beautiful snowy december, nor is it the hazy beautiful May. I guess April lives somewhere near inbetweentime, but because of the inclusion of Spring break it is much more favorable than its sibbling march. March is like the ugly child of the family, but I don't even feel bad for it.

Plus spring always brings great music. I'm working up a spring playlist...I'll post it here if anyones interested. 

This on my binder makes History class even better. Bekah works magic.

One week left. Thats the thought keeping me afloat. 

Comcast Ad: Dream Big 1

haha I was on stereogum and they were talking about how horrible these commercials are. They are AWFUL. But they Do make it so that I am "R-O-F-T-L-O-L-ing" ...kind of. Whose horrid idea was this? Were they high???

My favortie thing has to be the comments though . An example:

"When I first heard the first one, I was thinking more Daft Punk rip-off than Juno rip-off, but the apathetic black girl in the later videos proves that I'm wrong."

hahaha
Comcast needs to stop trying to be hip. I can barely handle half of the hip people I encounter, but a corporation trying to be hip? makes me want to jump off a building.

p.s. the astronauts on the bouncing balls are mad creepy

Because it Was You I Called it a Different Story

Manchester Orchestra - The Only One

Check out the Boozle if you want to hear my thoughts on this. I can't hype this band enough. They deserve every word.

The Weekend

This weekend (sunday specifically) was very weird and convoluted, but then this song came on Pandora and things felt better. I guess I worked it out.

Ramble

"i hope life is going well for you,
i see you're putting on the pounds
every little bit counts for you but you're still so beautiful in my eyes,
i don't know why,
i can't take you off this pedestal i've put you on,
with every try another failed attempt with every wish another miss"

my fatal flaw? My misimaginings. they put my head in a flurry, and my heart in my stomach.

I don't even dehumanize. As John Green puts it I "edward cullen-ize".

this isn't something that just sounds horrible; it truly is horrible.

I need to find new things to look forward to. soon.

My internal clock continues to make a mess, striking me with it's hands at the ungodly hour ofanythingbefore7:15 o'clock. I could deal with six. Six wasn't that bad. 5:45? unfavorable. 5:30?ughh. 5:00? Now I'm worried. why is this happening now? this week felt ominous enough, this surely isn't helping any. I'm ready for a new week.

Julia and I are going to see Slumdog Millionaire tonight, and I am highly anticipating it. Hopefully that will turn this blurry day around. I have a feeling this could be my annual one movie I see that I actually highly enjoy. Last year it was Juno, so it's got some stiff competition.

Mars

The worst month of them all (well almost...September still holds that title) has not been all that bad. Granted, we're only 4 days in. The only bad thing thus far? My sleep recession. Usually, come May, I begin to wake up at 5:00-5:30 in the morning on an almost daily basis. The root of this was in middle school when my little brain was so anxious to listen to some new muzaks it would wake me up early just for that reason. This still happens...like I know an album really got to me if I wake up in the middle of the night, or early, just to listen to it. But if it is not May my body has a tendency to wake me up around 3:00 AM and it whispers in my ear "listen to the muuusic".

But this recession isn't like that.

Because of my class schedule I am able to sleep until 7:30, so that's what I was doing. Somehow my body, my mind, my subconscious, my something now feels the need to wake me up at 5:45 and not let go. There's no falling back asleep by then. It's like semi-reverse insomnia. And it's only March. I don't know how well I can fare with this.

I've been listening to Right Away, great Captain! quite a bit now (even more than usual, thanks to my sleep habits). RAGC is the side project of Andy Hull, the singer of Manchester Orchestra. It tells the story of a sailor who finds out his wife in in a relationship with his brother, and as he returns home from sailing (?)he plots his revenge. I think. It's a three part opus, but only two discs are out and from them I've only heard a handful of their songs ( including their AMAZING cover of The Mountain Goats "The Best Ever Death Metal Band Out of Denton). I'd really love to buy their/his CD, but I still have a good eleven CD's to listen to before I will allow myself to buy any old CDs. I might make an exception for the new Manchester Orchestra, which comes out very soon, and will be mind blowing-ly magical.

My daunting Collection of remaining CDs I need to Listen to. I've actually begun to make a dent in it.

"Well I am but a kitchen sink/The place to make the others clean/But you keep coming back to me/I've never felt so old"

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These are still funny

heehee

This picture makes me undeniably sad. It's been a year since the fateful day when the format called it quits. they called it a hiatus, but come on. 

Hiatus:Music as Lets be friends:relationships

The Format really did a lot for me. Whenever I talk about them I can feel people thinking all I say is some sweet hyperbole. But it's all relative. When I say they are the most amazing pop band, that change how you listen to music, that they are the best band you will ever hear, that they wrote an epic album, that is all true to me. Holy Ghost could have been amazing. I regret never going to see them live. I miss them so much.

I bought the new Morrisey album last night. What kind of hipster am I becoming?

whatever It's good.

I don't keep friends, I keep acquainted

I'm in love

Ugh

I finally got my blog to the perfect format, and one edit later POOF. It is GONE.

Dear Insomnia,

why do you come around here?

I hate not being able to sleep. I don't know what to do...there's only so long you can creep on facebook before, well, you start to feel like a creep. so what's? a girl to do? I'm still trying to figure this one out. Here's what I've come up with so far:

1. Read the Blogs at AP.net

Other than being my favorite music news site absolutepunk.net (the name is a little misleading) also has some great blogs. Some are staff, some are members, quite a few a really good. I recommend anamericangod . Sometimes his stuff is a little heavy handed, but the guy knows how to write. Also site owner Jason Tate has a pretty spiffy blog. Maybe next time I can't sleep I'll start a blog over there...

2. Watch sxephil

3. Check out tattoos online

Alright so when I get insomnia, I get bored, and when I get bored I look at literary tattoos. It's a strange little hobby of mine. There's this great site Contrawise that has a bunch of really cool tattoos to look at. I find it amusing how many people get Vonnegut tattoos. I am such a nerdy kid. Plus some of them are so horrible it makes me laugh.

4. Read John Green quotes. Be amazed.

5. Eat. Whenever I can't sleep I get hungry.

6. Post meaningless lists on you blog.

7. If all else fails, watch some youtube videos

I need better blogging skills

I L-O-V-E JUNU

JuNu who also goes by Julia Nunes is my hero. She is the reason I play the uke( I originally found her while searching for some Say Anything songs, and I didn't really like her. I only listened to approx. 2 of her songs and liked one of them. Idk I was a little bitter towards her fans for loving her so much. Later John Green was all"wefnjkdsj JULIA NUNES". I still didn't care much, but I dowloaded a few more tracks that were good...but I still wasn't completely convinced. Then when I saw her live, with John, in Boston, I was BLOWN AWAY. She is amazing)



everyone should listen to julia nunes.
Uke= best instrument ever (possibly)

I know it well

I haven't blogged in a while. Nothing amazingly notable has happened, with the exception of me visiting a neurologist, then getting another MRI. What is it with me and the medical world? I felt like I was finally free of it once my asthma left, then I got back pain. I finally get the back pain under control and my jaw dies. So they send me to a neurologist. Normal doctors obviously can't handle the eloquent way in which my body deals with pain. The neurologist thinks it's stress related.

I could have told you that.

But no, we can't risk the chance that they're is a growth or abnormality that could be causing this IN MY BRAIN. So I went into the tube of hell once again. This time the MRI itself wasn't that bad. I thought it was going to go over pretty smoothly. But no. That would have made my prior anxiety in vain. So they had to inject me with the colorant. Never before have I wanted to slap a doctor, but when MRI tech failed to find my vein, and then went on to kept wiggling the needle in my vein I was ready to kill. I had forgotten how much I hate sticking needles into my person. It reminded me of the countless IV drips I was on as a child, with all of my asthma/preemie related issues.I just can't get away from healthcare. It is the ever-present bane of my existence. My parents felt bad after I had to get the MRI/ injection that will scar my psyche forever, so they let me buy some music.
So now I am reveling in some new Bon Iver. The Blood Bank EP is amazing. I was worried that after 'For Emma' anything else he did would be too similar, and boring but this stuff is mind blowing. There are four tracks( Blood Bank, Beach Baby, Babys, and Woods) but the stand out track to me is definitely the title track. It's chilling, and the lyrics are beautiful. Woods completely shocked me, and was totally different from what I would have expected. The songs is composed of the same four lines repeated by Justin Vernon harmonizing with various auto-tuned versions of himself. Take note Lil Wayne; This is how you do auto tune. I highly suggest that people pick up this EP. It's the perfect thing for this time of year.