... they played four dates in Los Angeles and did this brutally beautiful cover of Weezer's "Tired of Sex," with former Weezer member Matt Sharp on the bass. (I love Tegan and Sara and Weezer, and always miss out on their stupid shows when they come to the bay area, just like last monday. I missed out on the Weezer show at my university due to stupid, stupid, homework.)
...and here I go again obsessively watching multiple versions over n' over n' over!
10/17:
10/18:
10/19:
okay, there must have been a bajillion tapers at those four shows, and i'm really not going to bother hunting down the best videos. haha.
I wish i was there, man!
ps.
Felix, I know you are busy with school, but I kinda miss your blog posts. I sure do hope you post sometime soon!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Cat Power, Bus people, 4 AM.
I don't listen at all to Cat Power-- but i don't care. I don't care if its 4 AM-- I might as well pass out right now. I don't know why I'm doing this! I've posted this video before in my livejournal from a LONG time ago, but i don't care. This is something you can't just watch once. It's so gripping and soul-taking. Oh, that doesn't make any sense.
this performance is so beautiful it makes my heart break (I'm a cheeseball):
Cat Power, "Metal Heart."
PS.
i rode the bus home yesterday afternoon, and there was this creepy man with a mirror a couple of seats down from me. He held this tiny mirror up to see the people behind him. He was probably looking at me with it, since i spotted him and looked right into his mirror, in which he he immediately put it into his pocket. Later on, he pulled out his little mirror again, this time trying to nonchalantly read some advertisements tucked into his pocket. Weird-o. I KNOW YOU ARE NOT READING THE ADS! Oh! Wait! He must be looking at his pores or something equally creepy on his face! No, maybe not. It would be something i would do if I was a total creep, but i'm not that creepy. There are all sorts of weirdo rejects who ride public transportation, and i mean that in the most truthful way possible. People just want to keep to themselves when they ride the bus. They don't want nobody taking up their personal space bubble by being loud or being creepy. No sir.
PPS.
hopefully i will scan/photograph all the comic strips i have been making for my 112A illustration class. My school workload is becoming ridiculous, and I really haven't much time even to read a book and finish it on my own...
PPPS.
does "post mark" even work for blog entries? or does it only work in letters?
Also, i find it funny when people watch musician/band performances on youtube and they ask, "Is the singer drunk/high?" when they act all erractically. You can't sing properly while you're drunk. If you are high on drugs, you might sound like ... oh, I really don't know, but something awful. Have these people only seen low-rate local bands with teenagers just standing stiffly/rocking stiffly back and forth with their back to the crowd for the most of the set? Or have they not seen a musician perform at all? It's called being with it, dude. It's called losing yosself in the moment. It's called, I'm So Bored Performing This Song All Over Again And Again I Think I Will Do Something Weird And Unnatural To Amuse Myself. Ha!
this performance is so beautiful it makes my heart break (I'm a cheeseball):
Cat Power, "Metal Heart."
PS.
i rode the bus home yesterday afternoon, and there was this creepy man with a mirror a couple of seats down from me. He held this tiny mirror up to see the people behind him. He was probably looking at me with it, since i spotted him and looked right into his mirror, in which he he immediately put it into his pocket. Later on, he pulled out his little mirror again, this time trying to nonchalantly read some advertisements tucked into his pocket. Weird-o. I KNOW YOU ARE NOT READING THE ADS! Oh! Wait! He must be looking at his pores or something equally creepy on his face! No, maybe not. It would be something i would do if I was a total creep, but i'm not that creepy. There are all sorts of weirdo rejects who ride public transportation, and i mean that in the most truthful way possible. People just want to keep to themselves when they ride the bus. They don't want nobody taking up their personal space bubble by being loud or being creepy. No sir.
PPS.
hopefully i will scan/photograph all the comic strips i have been making for my 112A illustration class. My school workload is becoming ridiculous, and I really haven't much time even to read a book and finish it on my own...
PPPS.
does "post mark" even work for blog entries? or does it only work in letters?
Also, i find it funny when people watch musician/band performances on youtube and they ask, "Is the singer drunk/high?" when they act all erractically. You can't sing properly while you're drunk. If you are high on drugs, you might sound like ... oh, I really don't know, but something awful. Have these people only seen low-rate local bands with teenagers just standing stiffly/rocking stiffly back and forth with their back to the crowd for the most of the set? Or have they not seen a musician perform at all? It's called being with it, dude. It's called losing yosself in the moment. It's called, I'm So Bored Performing This Song All Over Again And Again I Think I Will Do Something Weird And Unnatural To Amuse Myself. Ha!
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