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 [...]
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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 [...]
Do You Remember, Part II
In the summer of 1989, we were in the process of moving from my parents’ first home on Brookhollow to the house where I’d do the rest of my growing up. The old house was sold and the new house was still a few weeks from being finished, so we lived in a borrowed RV. [...]
Do You Remember, Part I
My first memories regarding Michael Jackson are those I recorded when I was five. I had this Fisher Price cassette player that I lugged around constantly. It had a microphone and recording capability, so I spent a lot of time conducting captivating interviews with my dog and singing loudly to the point of distortion, which, [...]
That’s the Way
I’m sure there are better things in life than when a musical performance launches into full-on, hand-clapping gospel, but I can’t think of any at the moment. I squeal every time I witness such a spectacle, getting my lily-white midwestern ass out of my seat, clapping on the upbeats, and praying to God that someone [...]
American Idle
I didn’t really care who won American Idol, and to be honest I was more excited about Cyndi Lauper. Okay, and Lionel Richie. I was very bitter after Jorge, the Puerto Rican with a heart of gold, was voted off like week 2 and totally effed my chances of winning our agency’s Idol pool.
There seems [...]
Piano Men
Does that image just not fill you with LOVE?! I’m seeing Billy Joel and Elton John in concert tonight. I paid $100 a ticket to undoubtedly be in the nosebleed section of Conseco Fieldhouse. The sound will probably be bad. The beer? Expensive. I thought about this when I signed on to ticketmaster that Saturday [...]
The Blues
Something has been bothering me as of late, and it’s something only a true music geek would lie awake pondering: I can’t determine what genre of Blues I like.
If you asked me off hand, “Jenn, are you into the Blues?” I’d probably say “No, not really.” Obviously that’s a lie, because a good deal [...]
NaBloPoMo. From concentrate.
If you haven’t noticed, I’m still going strong for National Blog Posting Month, for May. (you may remember that in February, I made it a whopping four days.) Not that all the content has been great, by any means. I mean, clearly I’ve phoned some stuff in here and there, but hey, I’M NOT A [...]
Record Store Day!
Stayin’ busy.
A little while ago, Katie and I went to the National Record Store Day activities at Luna in Broad Ripple. Photo share!
Luna.
Katie. She’s kind of the most adorable ever, right? See the dandelion in her hand? A stranger just handed that to her. Yeah, it’s a weed, but strangers just hand her flowers. It’s [...]
Singles.
Remember single cassette tapes? When your mom or your friend’s older sister would drop you off at North Kent Mall? And you’d hit up Sam Goody or whatever random now-extinct music chain, and you didn’t want to spend the money on a whole tape so you’d just buy the single?
I’d hand over my hard earned [...]
OK, I believe you.
I seldom feed my own money into the jukebox. This isn’t to say I’m hustling dollars for tunes — I just very rarely carry cash. Most places in town have those digital joints, where you pay fifty cents per song. You’ll typically find me and my girl Katie up there, the LEDs splashing color on [...]
A Pie Chart Summary
Okay okay - about this:
ONE!
Lockerbie Pub. My favorite bar in the entire world. Largely because I frequently gather there with my favorite people. Moreover, it is the quinessential, no-frills, no-bros kind of establishment. The jukebox is kickin’, the drinks are strong, and the conversation is stellar. Love love love.
TWO!
Jeff at Lockerbie Pub. Speaking of love, [...]