Why haven’t I told THIS story yet? Probably because it’s been nearly six months. Probably because it’s so surreal that some part of me denies that it ever happened.
My experience at the Monolith Music Festival last September topped out with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs on Saturday night. Not that everything surrounding it wasn’t perfection - [...]
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The Night We Sang with Karen O
There’s Your Karma: Teen Beat Edition
I was listening to my LastFM station today, whatever one that pulls tracks I’ve already listened to from my library, and “Chemical World” by Blur happened to come on. (”had to sit down and have some sugary tea” <– that line gets me every time). The player was streaming uploaded pictures of the band, and [...]
I Got Blistehs on Mah Fingahz!
So, I love the Beatles, but some times — usually a couple times a year — I REALLY REALLY love the Beatles like OMG OBSESSED. This recent bout could be a result of SEVEN HOURS of Beatles Rock Band play, last Saturday. If you heard George Harrison spinning in his grave, surely it was to [...]
In Defense of John Mayer. Kind of.
This is a difficult one to write. Namely because a good chunk of my current circle consists of people who wear skinny jeans and nerd glasses and listen to music that you probably won’t even hear about until like, ought-fifteen.
I say, “John Mayer!” They say, “SHUNNED!”
I’m not here to comment specifically on the “racist” comments put [...]
Oh I’m sorry, have you seen my socks? THEY SEEM TO HAVE BEEN ROCKED OFF.
This would be Phoenix at Monolith last September. (I KNOW IT’S NOT TIMELY, BUT THAT’S ALL I GOT RIGHT NOW PEOPLE.) Absolutely delightful and rockin’ and brimming with promise, these guys. There’s not much more for me to say without getting regretfully sappy. Love. Also, I just took a trazodone so that’s going to [...]
In Which I Expose Myself to Ridicule..Not Unlike Every Entry on This Blog.
HEY. Guess who has two thumbs and has more time to edit photos she took, oh…FOUR MONTHS AGO? THIS KID.
Here’s the thing. I am not a professional photographer. I was not paid to take pictures of the Monolith Music Festival. I simply had the badge that said I could.
Said badge also got me into the [...]
Relax, Dad. I spent two dollars.
This evening, I had dinner with my dad at On The Border, because Randy LOVES HIM A CHAIN RESTAURANT. This was our first face-to-face since my frog-throated, “Hey, Dad? I kind of don’t have a job anymore” phone call. Like most only children, I have this crippling fear of letting my parents down. I had [...]
Oh. Hi, Internet. Didn’t see you there.
One of my blogger pet peeves is when a writer gives excuses or apologizes for a month-long hiatus. I’m sure I’ve done it on the many, many “breaks” I’ve taken at this here blog. Usually, I’m going through some sort of existential crisis (I haven’t gotten any less dramatic in the past month! How ’bout [...]
And everything is going to the beat. . .
Passion Pit - Sleepyhead
Continuing on the theme of, “My Photography Hard-On, Let Me Show You It” — Here are some photographs of one of my new favorite bands, Passion Pit, at Monolith Festival.
I was supposed to see these guys opening for Ra Ra Riot in Bloomington before they canceled. All the indie kids are going, [...]
M. Ward. Or: Abusing my media pass, one glass at a time.
M. Ward - Rave On
It’s finally occurring to me, as I’m whoring out my photography in exchange for all-access backstage passes and free booze - that I will get CREDIT for said photographs in the form of a link. Back here. To my blog. My blog of random, rambling musings.
This epiphany stemmed from the conversation [...]
Take Your Broke @$$ Home…
A long time ago, I came across a tagged photo of one of my best friends at a local show in New York or Chicago, I think. He was sweaty and smelly and shirtless, standing next to a guy pouring over a laptop, also sweaty and smelly and shirtless. Basically it was a bunch of [...]
She got jumper cable lips. . .
I have this blog entry that I wrote five years ago, recapping my experience at WZPL’s “Jingle Jam,” — a holiday concert featuring Howie Day, Maroon 5, and Jason Mraz. Go ahead. Read that roster again; I’ll wait.. . . . As if that lineup alone was not embarassing enough, the blog entry reads no [...]
The Ultimate White Album
This entry was completely inspired by my favorite professor, Glenn Gass. Professor Gass brilliantly taught “The History of the Beatles” course at Indiana University, thus cementing his role in obtaining “the best job to have ever been created, ever, in all of time.”
One crisp autumn evening almost five years ago, Gass began a lecture with, [...]
Do You Remember, Part IV
Then there was Scream. Or I should say Scream Louder, which was a remix. [which I just now realized sampled Sly and the Family Stone. Brillz.] One of my dance teachers choreographed a piece to this that we performed at like 29384234 different events that year…97-98 maybe? The choreography was insane and awesome and it [...]
Do You Remember, Part III
To celebrate our upgrade to Windows 3.1 in the early nineties, my dad bought this karaoke program for the PC. It included a microphone and came loaded with a few random songs, like Yankee Doodle and Dust in the Wind, and then he bought two “expansion” packs - Frank Sinatra, and Michael Jackson. (Do we [...]
