Song of the Day - Shocking Blue

Song of the Day - Kings of Leon

I could use somebody. Someone like you.

Song of the Day - Lykke Li

Song of the Day - Joy Division

Cool

Song of the Day - New Order/Iron and Wine

You know how I feel about covers. If you're going to cover a song, make it your own. Don't recycle the same sound and simply label it as your own.

This is a prime example of how to do a cover properly.

The Original:



The Cover (a new take on the original, but no less brilliant):

Song of the Day - Animal Collective

When it comes to Animal Collective, my typical reaction is something along the lines of, "Meh." But I kind of like this video. And I am not on drugs. In fact, I'm wondering if I would hate it if I were on drugs because it would totally trip me out. I think it's safe to say that whoever is behind this video, however, was most definitely on drugs.

Song of the Day - Leona Naess

This is not entirely unlike my day on Saturday, cruising through Stanford with AJ, listening to Leona and wrestling with what was on my mind.

Song of the Day - Stevie Nicks

This made me happy. Love Stevie.

Song of the Day - Radiohead (again)

"Ok, Amanda, get some originality," you say. Yeah, I know - but I'm hung up on this damn album. And I like this video. A lot.

Here's to the crazy ones...

"Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as crazy, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do. - Jack Kerouac

I recently saw the Robert Frank exhibit at SFMOMA, which was essentially an accident, because I was really there to see the Georgia O'Keefe and Ansel Adams exhibit with a friend. (NOTE: Georgia O'Keefe and Ansel Adams sooner make me feel like taking a nap than provide any inspiration for me, but, like I said, I was there with a friend.)

I was unfamiliar with Robert Frank at the time, although I did recognize some of his photography. I was instantly enticed by the premise of his controversial project, The Americans. Frank had embarked on a journey across the country to capture images of real America life, all the rawness of it behind the facade - the poverty, the racial divide, the vast disparity between social classes. While that era was so engrossed with the likes of Norman Rockwell's America, with his rosey-cheeked children and idyllic family images, Frank was a rebel with his portrayal of the 'real' American life. I appreciate the rebels and misfits in history, as I think they are the truth-tellers; the ones who refuse to delude themselves or accept the status quo, but rather seek out the gritty reality and expose it for what it is.

Song of the Day - Radiohead

As I'm working on my Best Indie Music of the Decade mix, I'm realizing more and more just how essential Radiohead has been to the making of this decade's indie sounds. What indie artist doesn't try to emulate Radiohead on some level? On that note, I find myself often turning up my music-snob nose at those who try to sound like Radiohead and just fail miserably. Like the a capella group I heard on NPR the other night. Really? A capella Radiohead? That's just wrong, sorry.

Anyway, this song came on Pandora this morning and I realized that I not only don't own this album, but I love every track I hear from it.

Song of the Day - The Cure

Have I really never seen them live? Really?

Ladies and gentlemen, The Cure.

Song of the Day - Modest Mouse

Jesus, I'm a sap - I just read last night's post. I wasn't even drinking, for crying outloud! My ability to swivel back and forth between being an affectionate, loving sap and an emotionally cold bitch never ceases to amaze me.

Ok, so here's a little ditty from some grumpy ole fellas from the Pacific NW who know a thing or two about mood swings. I've been listening to these guys for years (thanks to Gavin and the boys in SLC for the proper introduction) and this is an oldie but goodie. I'd occasionally see them drinking in bars when I lived up North - usually glowering in corners, looking more or less miserable about being there, although deep down they were probably thoroughly enjoying themselves.

I'm going to blame the rainy weather today for triggering my nostalgic longing for the NW.

Song of the Day - Leona Naess

I'm thinking too much tonight - and too little is making sense. One thing I can say for myself is I may not know what I want, but I do know what I don't. In the meantime, until what I want becomes more clear to me, I'm quite content with my simple little life, with its simple little pleasures. Like the Blue Bottle coffee kiosk down the street from my house that brings me such joy, followed by a 2pm breakfast with an ample helping of girl talk, which is then followed by a cozy Sunday afternoon nap....

This song is a special dedication to the person with whom I share so many of these simple joys - the one who reminds me that the troubled feelings I have at times are just a part of the intrinsic beauty of being alive. I am sorely imperfect and emotionally complex, but this is what makes me human, and there's much beauty to be discovered in that humanness. Thank you, Arthur, for helping me to not only recognize that, but revel in it.

Reasons I Love San Francisco

1) You can have hippies, yuppies, hipsters, gangsters, gays, and crackheads all living in just one neighborhood! How many other cities can say that?
2) It’s winter. No, wait - it’s summer! Just kidding, it’s winter again. Haha - wrong again – it’s summer! YAY!
3) In the locker room at the gym, it’s possible to hear three different languages at any given time – and there’s a good chance that none of them will be English.
4) Where else in the world could you film this and have it come out so brilliantly?



5) Blue Bottle coffee - a little bit o' heaven.
6) There are more dogs in the city than children.

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Song of the Day - Bon Iver

This gave me chills. THIS, my friends, is what music is supposed to be about -creating unity and solidarity that knows no geographical borders or language barriers.

Bon Iver - Skinny Love - Une Soiree de Poche from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

This is dedicated to the many musicians who have helped me to appreciate life for its simple pleasures, such as an informal jam session among like-minded people. Music is my therapy; the people who create it my therapists, and I'm grateful for the many opportunities I've had to experience its ability to heal and inspire. Many thanks to all of those who have played a role in that.

Song of the Day - Mocean Worker

This is a delicious little ditty with my girl Nina that I simply can't get enough of.

Song of the Day - Taken by Trees

Love this song, courtesy of my favorite Swede. That, and the chick on the album cover looks remarkably familiar....

Song of the Day - Royksopp

I love the original version of this song, but this remix is pretty badass, in conjunction with the creepy cool video.

Song of the Day - Lady Gaga

I know, I know. Before you crucify me for being a complete sell-out/mainstream whore, let me explain. Yes, I have been living in the Castro for almost two years and spend the majority of my free time with gay men who could very well be brainwashing me to love Britney and Beyonce and the like. But despite any of that, I am actually incredibly fascinated by Lady Gaga. She is not a particularly pretty girl (besides having a seriously bumpin' body) and I appreciate that she doesn't try to be your cookie-cutter bombshell/vixen/pop star-tramp. Oh, she's a tramp, no doubt about that - but she looks like she'll fuck you and kick your ass, and not necessarily in that order. She's a true performer - bold, controversial, and a wee bit cuckoo. She WANTS to shock you and make you a little uncomfortable. I totally buy into it. Her music alone doesn't do that much for me - but her presence, her persona, and the complete Lady Gaga package is seriously a force to be reckoned with. I honestly respect this girl.



And this was just plain nuts:

Song of the Day - Fiona Apple

(deep sigh)

Song of the Day - Camera Obscura

For ma boo!

Summer of Insanity

"GET A ROPE!"

Over the course of this "Summer of Insanity," as I am now calling it thanks to this whole health care debacle, I've remained a relatively quiet observer. I've been listening to the arguments being made, watching the screaming mobs of protesters, and reading the many articles and blogs dedicated to the topic. While it's been difficult, I have tried in earnest to suppress my emotional gut reaction to all the madness (which falls somewhere between screaming in frustration and curling up in the corner in fetal position).

Well, I'm done being quiet and have a thing or two to say on the subject.

I've been trying to wrap my head around this seething hatred and vitriol that have been flowing through this debate. This is an understandably emotional topic, I won't discount that at all - but I have been absolutely mortified (and yet, sadly, not really surprised in the least) by this screaming, frothing-at-the-mouth fury we see in the debate. Seemingly normal, upstanding citizens are behaving like knuckle-dragging barbarians who are looking to knock some heads together and raise some serious hell.

And it's not that I have a problem with people rising up in protest - it's the glaring lack of logic and reasoning behind primarily one side of the argument that I find so mind-boggling. Even more than that, it's the scores of people who TOTALLY BUY INTO the many outlandish claims being made - without question, without pause. A flippant remark with no factual backing whatsoever can send the masses into a crazed frenzy. It's as if there's some idiot screaming that the ship is sinking, and people immediately start jumping overboard rather than taking a moment to realize the ship hasn't even set sail yet.

There was once a public relations guru named Edward Bernays, whose name came up frequently during my postgraduate studies in Public Communications and Public Relations. Edward Bernays was considered the "Father of Spin" and was a pinnacle figure in, among other things, rallying support from the American public for what was initially a very unpopular war (WWI). Bernays had an interesting (and disturbing) theory about how to gain control over the masses from a psychological standpoint (it's worth noting that he happened to also be the nephew of Sigmund Freud). He believed that a so-called "bewildered herd" was more easily managed (manipulated) in a scenario in which popular support was of particular importance or necessity.

Bernays's "herd instinct" theory was based on the assumption that the American citizen was irrational and incapable of intellectual reasoning (I'm beginning to think he wasn't so off base with this). He claimed that by invoking an emotional response from the herd (more specifically: fear), one could readily manufacture support for an idea. In other words, a frightened citizen made for a controlled citizen.



If there is one fundamental emotion that lies nestled at the heart of the current health care debate (beneath the layers of anger and hatred and venom), it's FEAR. As a human race, and I believe as Americans in particular, we are prone to be afraid of what we don't understand. And we all know that ignorance and fear tend to go hand in hand. Rather than approaching an issue intellectually and attempting to grasp another perspective, our core caveman instinct is to react emotionally and reject this foreign idea purely on the grounds of it being unfamiliar (and therefore, frightening) to us.

Many of those who are spewing such gross misinformation on this issue, including outright lies and disrespect towards the President and anyone in support of the reforming a fundamentally broken health care system, are actually terrified individuals. Sure, some of them truly are bat-shit crazy, but most of them are just plain scared. And, of course, there is also another sub-category of individuals possessing significant rank and profile who have their own self-serving agendas and have chosen to exploit the aforementioned fear to its fullest extent. I guarantee these same individuals are perfectly aware of the concept of "herd instinct" and what is capable of being accomplished by taking advantage of it.



For the record, I am wholly in support of questioning your government and keeping it in check. I support forming an individual opinion and vocalizing it. I support constructive discussion, in which the pros and cons are broken down and critically analyzed. I support thoughtful, rational input on an issue with the intent of ultimately working out a solution.

Over the course of this most recent debate, I can honestly say that, for the most part, none of what I just described even remotely resembles what I've actually witnessed. I look at my fellow Americans in these town halls and on the streets all across the country, and I see angry, torch-wielding mobs who will burn you at the stake and ask questions later. I see a stampede of bison following each other over a cliff to their demise because one of them got spooked. I see those people jumping overboard from that docked ship.

I also see a crazed mob of lunatics screaming for the government to keep its "government hands" off their Medicare and equating President Obama to Hitler (HITLER!). I have to defer to Barney Frank on this one, and ask: On what planet do these people spend most of their time?

And then, driving this whole madness with claims that the sky is falling, I see certain major media outlets and a very loud and influential group of extreme right-wing wackjobs.

Say what you will about President Obama, but regardless of whether or not I support everything he's done, I will sooner stand by him for acting as a voice of reason and exhibiting grace under intense pressure - while the Joe Wilsons of the country are reacting instead of acting, speaking without thinking, and seeking to immediately thwart every attempt at a solution rather than presenting a viable alternative.

Scary or not, we're to the point where drastic measures have to be taken and it seems we actually have a man in charge who is ready to initiate them, for better or worse. In the meantime, I'm just going to try to stay out of the path of the bewildered herd headed straight for that ledge.

Song of the Day - Bjork

Oh, you KNOW this is going on the Best of the Decade mix. Oh, HELL and YES. God, I love this song. And her.

Pagan Poetry - Bjork

Bjork represents the screaming, giddy little girl bouncing up and down inside of me:



Did ya see the boobage? Did ya?

Watch the entire video of Bjork engaging in masochistic behavior here.

Song of the Day - Beck

So considering we've nearly made it through the first ten years of the 21st century without ceasing to exist as a human race, I'm now revisiting some of the best songs of the decade for the sake of a playlist I'm putting together (talk about voluntarily doing my own head in!). In the course of digging through the mountain of gems that have come out in the last decade and attempting to narrow it down to just a select few (because I'm INSANE), I've managed to fall in love with Beck all over again. I don't know how he's managed to simultaneously go mainstream (to an extent, anyway) and still maintain major hipster cred. Maybe because he's just undeniably brilliant and cool. Despite having dated Winona Ryder. But who hasn't these days, really.

This is one of his tunes from the 'Mutations' album in which he dons his sentimental cap, which he wears so very well (See also: Beck's 'Sea Change' album):

Nobodys Fault But My Own - Beck

p.s. As soon as the Best Indie Songs of 2000-2009 mix is complete, you know I'll be posting it here. Just give me a little while longer to obsess over it. And who knows, some artist could come out on December 31 (technically still in this decade) with some amazingly mind-blowing tune that will demand to be included on the mix - in other words, the playlist will surely go through various renditions.

Take your recommended dose of wanderlust...

Here's a little light reading for you about travel books that are sure to ignite your wanderlust. Yeah, I wrote it. Please read it anyway.

Song of the Day - My Morning Jacket

Song of the Day - The National

I had the sudden realization that I've never shared this brilliant video, shot by the one-and-only Vincent Moon, for one of my all-time favorite songs by The National.

Soak it up...it's delish.

Song of the Day - Avett Brothers

Song of the Day - Jolie Holland

Your light overwhelmed me
When I lay beside you sleepless in the night
And when you dreamed my guardian spirits appeared
And the moon stretched out across your little bed
They said they'd started to get worried about me
They were happy we had finally met
We had finally met

"Men willingly believe what they wish"

I have so much to say on the topic of health care reform, but for now I will leave you with a quote from Julius Caesar, as well as images of the more amusing signs from the town hall protests.

"I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it. It was mere foolery...the rabblement hooted, and clapped their chapped hands, and threw up their sweaty night-caps, and uttered such a deal of stinking breath...and for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air...." - Casca, Julius Caesar

These two are clearly mocking some of the arguments being made by opponents of health care reform.

An unfortunate typo by a semi-literate protester - proof that you don't need a brain to attend a protest, just a Sharpie and some poster board.

I love the cheeky grin on the guy in the middle. He's my hero. (You might need to click on the image to enlarge it if you're unable to read the signs.)

Song of the Day - Yann Tiersen

It's somewhat of a commonly known fact that I have a bit of a love affair with Yann Tiersen. Not the man, mind you (although I'm sure he's a lovely man as well), but rather, his musical compositions.

It began with the "French" film, Amelie, one of my all-time favorites, which, ironically enough, led many French people to balk and turn up their noses on account of its "Hollywood" feel. Yann Tiersen is the genius behind Amelie's soundtrack, which is simply intoxicating. After exhaustive listening of the soundtrack, I explored some of his other compositions and picked up on a very distinctive personality to his music that is so emotionally stirring. At times, when playing his songs on the piano, I will be so moved that I will literally have tears streaming down my face (this tends to make reading the sheet music somewhat difficult, obviously).

I was walking into work the other morning, on a typical foggy San Francisco morning, and I was tuned into the iPod on random shuffle, as per the usual. And then, Yann Tiersen's "Le Moulin" began to play in my ears. The inherent chaos of a typical weekday morning in the city at rush hour, along with the soothing piano of "Le Moulin," gave my morning a sudden dream-like quality - like a kind of impromptu dance. Business-clad people scurrying along sidewalks, flower merchants setting out their wares, buses and cabs zooming past, steam from the city sewer wafting up from the street. It was so poetic - the whole paradox of it all.

Caught in this sort of trance, I momentarily paused at a department store window (which I never do) and admired what was a rather stunning display. I caught my own reflection and the blurred images of those behind me who were rushing past, oblivious to the shimmery, colorful presentation in the window. And suddenly I became the paradox - caught in a vortex of stillness and calm, amidst a flurry of chaos.

Maintaining that sort of calm in a flurry of chaos is my constant struggle. The piano is one of but a few secret weapons I have that will take me to that place. And Yann Tiersen is another.

Yeah, I actually get paid for this crap

Please view my lil write-up on free stuff in San Fran...then view it again. And again.(Baby need new shoes.)

Free Things to Do in San Francisco

Song of the Day - Keane

Keane is right up there with Editors and Kasabian when it comes to UK bands that never really seemed to resonate in the US like they did back home. Some people in the States will know of them, quite possibly own an album or two, but they don't seem to get much airplay or even name recognition. In the UK, however, if you were to say, "Keane who?" you would promptly be asked what rock you had been living under.

I'll never forget standing under the cloudy England sky at dusk on a summer's eve, in the middle of an open field packed with people, all facing an enormous stage while a cool mist kissed our faces. Keane was a headliner at the Reading Festival that year, and while on stage they seemed completely dazzled by their own fame - so exhilarated, and yet so humble.

My friend, Charlie, turned to me at the time and said, "They can't believe they're here right now." Almost immediately afterward, the main camera zoomed in on Tom Chaplin, Keane's frontman, and caught him with an enormous, boyish grin, shaking his head in disbelief as he looked out at the crowd. "See?" Charlie said, with a smile.

Tom's songwriting is simultaneously heartbreaking and uplifting, and this song is one of the better examples of just that. Every time I think my heart has been transformed to a blackened piece of coal, I just have to listen to this song and I'm reminded of my own humanness again.

Song of the Day - Fever Ray

What did I ever do before Shazam. (And the Internet, for that matter - but let's stick to the matter at hand.)

It's not uncommon to see me sitting in any given bar on any given night, iPhone in hand, hand poised in the air while I'm waiting for Shazam to analyze whatever song is playing at the time. It's always fun to lie in bed the morning after the night before, perusing the catalog of new music I "Shazamed" while I was out and about.

This little gem from my girl Karin Something-swedish-son (formerly of The Knife) is something I came across on just such a night - where I was I can't say. I vaguely remember being quite certain at the time that this was her singing, and if it wasn't her, it was an insanely convincing rip-off. Either way, I loved it.

And so shall you.

Song of the Day - Human League

I'm inclined to believe the singer in the video would sooner be pining over the groom than the bride in such a scenario, but that's just me.

So eighties-licious...yummy yum yum....

In search of inspiration...

Found it

Song of the Day - The Cure/Bloc Party Mash-up

Hell. And yes.



(Thanks, Josh)

There is no "one"

This is reposted from a Flavorwire article on Paper Heart, a documentary about love (suppress your gag reflex, though, because the documentary's creator doesn't actually believe love exists). The comments from some of Flavorwire's "favorite musicians, filmmakers, visual artists, comedians, and designers" on the subject were the most interesting to read. I particularly liked the very first one by Zia McCabe from The Dandy Warhols because I wholeheartedly agree with her philosophy:

There are no “perfect” matches.

I’m assuming by The One you mean that there is one special person out there for you, your one true love? If that’s the question, for me the answer is NO. I believe that there are all kinds of people out there that I could make a happy life with. Men and women. I feel that we make decisions about who our partners and friends and lovers are based on how we fit together and complement each other and that there are no “perfect” matches. I do believe that there are magical connections between individuals and that settling too soon can cause one to miss out on making these special connections. I feel that love is beautiful and vast and it would sadden me to think that there is just one person out there for me on this entire planet, and I would be consumed with worry that I had chosen the wrong person to be with. For me that’s no way to live.

- Zia McCabe is a percussionist, bassist and keyboard player with The Dandy Warhols. The band released The Dandy Warhols ARE Sound, the “Director’s Cut” of 2003’s Welcome To The Monkey House, in July 2009 on their own label, Beat The World Records. They will be touring in the US in September.

Song of the Day - Trio

I don't love you, you don't love me. Da, da, da....

Song of the Day - Junior Boys

Oh my yed

The fourteen-year-old English girl inside me LOVES this damn song. Even with its painfully forced English accent ("My yed"? C'mon, you're from Cali, dude) and the I'm-so-emo-I-can-hardly-stand-myself lyrics. I'm fully aware that by acknowledging my love for this song, I'm basically aligning my music tastes with the type of suburban white male in his twenties who uses a song like this to demonstrate his deep, sensitive side (because spiders "catching things and eating their insides" is hella deep). But I'm otherwise comfortable enough with my music tastes to be ok with that.

The video for this song is actually very goth-fab but these bitches are so mainstream they disabled embedding abilities. So you just get the song here. Which you probably hate unless you also have a fourteen-year-old English girl living inside you.

Song of the Day - Mumm-ra

Saw "500 Days of Summer" today, which was exactly as indie-licious as I expected it to be, right down to its soundtrack (containing the song I've posted below). It's a little known fact that that movie was loosely based on nearly every relationship I've ever had, all rolled into one. The male and female lead characters actually represent my dueling personalities. Considering the number of cheesy previews leading up to it (one of them was actually called "Love Happens" starring - who else - Jennifer Aniston), the movie itself was remarkably not cheesy at all. It certainly doesn't deserve to be ranked among those typical romantic comedies that make you feel like sticking your head in the oven after watching. At most, there are a few moments when it makes you sigh a little on the inside, because your heart remembers what it feels like.

Song of the Day - Bloc Party (with inspirational contribution from mah boo)

i'm pretty sure (and by "pretty sure", I mean absolutely positive) that i've posted this poem before by mah boo, e.e. cummings (or "eddie", as i like to call him). i think it's a safe assumption that the chorus of this bloc party tune, "ion square", was inspired by (aka "ripped off from") this very poem. which makes me love it all the more.

eddie would have loved this song too, i'm sure.

i carry your heart with me
e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)



(For SF)

Song of the Day - Joe Purdy

I love the rain the most...when it stops.



UPDATE: Decided I needed this song, too.

Song of the Day - The Smiths

Had I been old enough, I totally would have been a Smiths groupie back in the day. And I would have had absolutely no shame.

The Philosopher

The Philosopher
-Edna St. Vincent Millay

AND what are you that, wanting you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?

And what are you that, missing you,
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?

I know a man that's a braver man
And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
The one man on my mind?

Yet women's ways are witless ways,
As any sage will tell,--
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well?

Song(s) of the Day - St. Etienne & Roxy Music

So I've been battling my internal perfectionist recently, which is nothing new. The cause of the fight this time is the "new" blog I've been aspiring to create, which has ceased to materialize into something that bitch is satisfied with. Unfortunately for both of us, I haven't had the time/energy necessary to devote to this mini-project of mine, so we're settling with the status quo for now.

Life has been INSANE recently - although to say "recently" would imply it's not usually insane, which - HA! - we all know is certainly not true. My life is generally never dull or anything resembling sane, at least not for very long, anyway. I've actually been told that I'm "proficient at complicating [my] life." I don't even have to try, that's the beauty of it - it just comes naturally.

My keyboard has suddenly decided to sabotage my attempt to write a longer post by delaying my keystrokes, which is somewhat maddening, so I'm going to go back to watching The Tudors so I can lick the screen every time Henry Cavill comes on.

Oh, but first - this is for V:

Michael Jackson 1958-2009

This performance from the Grammy Awards is around the time when I was deeply in love with Michael Jackson and my wall was adorned with his poster.

More specifically, this one:




He was a truly loving, well-intentioned soul - and a talent we aren't likely to see again in our lifetimes. Rest in peace, MJ.

What I'm Listening To. Right. Now.

A new playlist I made - this will hopefully make up for my blog negligence these last couple of weeks. I'm actually working on a couple of new blogs and will soon have one specific to all things musical - for all you silly music junkies.

The Time Being

In my copious free time

It's funny what idle time does to a person. When you don't have free time, you sit and dream of all the things you would do if you had the time: learn a foreign language, read one of those books on the shelf you keep meaning to, start that novel that's been swimming around your brain for months. And then, the time finally comes at last, and you find that you piss it away on things like Photofunia.com. Ooh, but what 'funia' it is!
Oh, and here's your song for the day:

	The Walkmen - Another One Goes By
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Song of the Day - Cocteau Twins

Song of the Day - The Postal Service

So this is a little weird because there's no visual to go with this 'video' but I was jonesin for this song, and this is the best I could come up with. I may replace this later if I find a better version.

Anyway, this is "Be Still My Heart":

Song of the Day - The Boxer Rebellion

These are ones to watch. Mark my words.

Song of the Day - Kings of Convenience

Yep, this one's for you, David. Your interpretation of this is exactly why we are meant to be friends.

Quote of the Day

"Like the great philosoper Lil Kim once said, 'Nigga, it is what it is.'"

-AJ

Tribute video to John Hughes

We're getting older, kids.

Song of the Day - Bon Iver

Just because.

Blindsided - Bon Iver

New Bloc Party

WARNING: If you are feeling particulary tired and/or hungover, this video may make your head spin and/or explode. Totally diggin the song though.



(Thanks, Alex)

Song of the Day - Hot Chip

Only, like, my favorite Joy Division song ever, covered by one of my, like, favorite contemporary artists. I love this. Like, a lot.

Transmission (Cover Joy Division) - Hot Chip