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I am freakin' obsessed with:
Ok, so I just had this idea to do a series of posts based on my various obsessions because I'm a self absorbed a**hole. For this first one, I will talk about:
Maroon 5.
Make fun of me all you want, but Adam Levine is my perfect, talented, extremely attractive Jewish prince, albeit a little douchey, but I think that's only because he's one of those guys who just knows he's attractive, you know? He makes me Stutter and sometimes it’s just Harder to Breathe and damn, I hope I win a radio station contest and he gives me a Wake Up Call because Adam, This Love has me in Misery. (God, I’m so sorry for that.)
Oh, and those other guys in the band, whatever. I guess they're ok.
All jokes aside (doubt it), I have been a fan since their first album came out, Songs About Jane. I was in 2nd grade at the time, mind you, and Adam cast a spell on my small, pre-pubescent body that will never be reversed (sorry for those weird adjectives).
Getting past his looks (which I could discuss for hours, just ask any of my friends who tolerate me on a daily basis) Adam really does have a good voice, and the band, although no longer made of the original members, really is talented.
I know pretty much all the lyrics to every song, and I've seen every music video hundreds and hundreds of times. Even more if I own it on iTunes. (One of my favorites... hard to choose.)
One thing I will say: I do think they have sold out, but only to a certain degree. Sure, I understand that people do most things to make money, but in recent years it's been sort of obvious they're changing their sound to fit in with the youths today (curse the youths I say!) but honestly, I still listen to them. I have listened to the latest album and wasn't that enthused, so I guess it's good that all of their older stuff never gets old to me. (Although, I do LOVE the song “This Summer’s Gonna Hurt”, probably because of the cursing. Actually, mostly because of the cursing.)
And who knows, maybe one day I'll religiously listen to what I once thought was their "crappy, youth-oriented" music while I'm suffocated by the 15 dogs I plan to own.
So, if you don't particularly like Maroon 5, I won't be mad. I don't get mad when you preach about your vehement, sometimes violent, love for Katy Perry. Yikes! To each their own, I guess. I like other bands that make up for it, I promise. (Just kidding. Go away.)
Also, if you must know, yes, I did listen to Maroon 5 while writing this post.
Hating my voice, finding my voice, using my voice
Obviously I haven't posted in a while (that's a huge problem) but I'm trying to forgive myself. So here’s to more posting! I’m going to force myself (or bribe myself with Trader Joe’s chocolate covered almonds... yes, that’s what will happen).
Anyway, I figured I would return with something substantial yet *maybe* funny. This post, like the obvious title implies, is about my 'voice', and I mean that both literally and figuratively.
My literal voice:
I feel like everyone hates the way their voice sounds. But I also think I’m an exception (and not in a good way). I absolutely cannot stand my voice. I try to avoid being recorded as often as I can, which sometimes leads to problems, but now that I’m older I’ve really tried to get over it.
This is painfully ironic since I’d like to do stand-up comedy. But I guess I could just not watch the recordings? Or edit my voice? Slow it down so I sound like a blurred out gang member on “America’s Most Wanted”? Eh?
I was bullied for having a “man-like” voice in 6th grade (ah, don’t you just love middle school?) but as I grew older and I’ve gotten more and more compliments, I’m starting to really not care. Also, it’s really not that deep. That kid was just a giant jerk and I can’t even believe I’m giving him space on this blog. Anyway.
At this point, I’m the only one who occasionally puts myself down for the way my voice sounds, and I think that’s a pretty good improvement. Whenever the thoughts arise, I tell them to get lost because I have a great voice that’s gotten lots of compliments, dammit! Also, a radio DJ that’s on the air in NYC told me I have the perfect voice for radio, so that kind of proves my point when I’m yelling at my brain inside my brain. (hashtag solipsism.)
Now that I pretty much accept my literal voice, let’s move on to...
My figurative voice:
For pretty much my whole life, I’ve been called “quiet,” “super quiet,” “like, really really, like quiet,” and, best of all, “annoyingly quiet.” To all of those people, I want to say: thanks for being a jerk all those times that you tried to shame me for being a quiet person.
Little did you know that I have a big voice that’s only made more powerful because of the fact that I’m so, like, quiet all the time.
There’s been very, very few times that I’ve stood up for myself, but I’m getting better at it. One of the reasons is because I’d rather use my voice to stand up for someone else or something that I feel strongly about (including basically all of my life choices, Moooom).
I’d rather use my voice for the good of others, and sometimes this comes at my own expense. I don’t often stick up for myself. There’s been very few times, few enough in fact, that they stand out as significant life events and are important enough to flash before my eyes as the frozen yogurt machine explodes and sends a wave of yogurt cascading over me and I think “yes, this is how I die”... wait, what?
I guess what I’m trying to say is that this is yet another thing I am working on, and I’m happy with my success so far. I used to be such a pushover but I’m so much better now at simple things like speaking up when my order is wrong or late at a restaurant. No, madam, I like, soooooo did not want whole milk in my decaf-soy-low-cal-caramel-vanilla-frappa-cappuccino! (This is pure disdain. I drink black coffee.)
Ok, I think I’m done with this long rambling post. Let’s think of another boring thing to blog about...
MOVIE REVIEW: JURASSIC PARK... 1/10
OH NO. NO. I WANTED TO THROW UP AND CRY AT THE SAME TIME. IF YOU CARE FOR ANIMALS AND HATE IT WHEN DOGS AND HORSES DIE IN MOVIES..........DO NOT SEE THIS MOVIE. Ok, I'm sort of being dramatic. And I haven't seen the first three (um, why are there three. effing. preceding. movies.). But I swear to you, I had tears in my eyes for 95% of the film, and they were not from intense laughter. Only saving graces for comic and eye relief, respectively: the ATROCIOUS acting and Chris Pratt. Damn, Starlord, you go boy. You ~whisper~ to those dinosaurs and ~save~ that island. I have but one question for the people involved: WHY THE PETTING ZOO ANIMALS AND BRONTOSAURUSES, MAN? THEY WERE CUTE. AND INNOCENT. THEY COULDN'T JUST BE LEFT THE HELL ALONE? REALLY!?
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I feel bad for the Tidal marketing team.
They no longer have personal bunkers at the Illuminati complex at the Denver airport. Jay Z must be so pissed...
Announcement
My opinion is more important than yours. Just kidding!
I think I’m going to start discussing more serious things on this blog (LOL, right?) because I think right now it’s pretty amateur and lame. And I also just kind of complain about my life a little bit.
So, I might start dissecting news events, which could be dangerous. We’ll see.
I do all of my best and weirdest comedy writing late at night.
Then I wake up at 3 a.m. and proceed to shirk my responsibilities for the day. Who needs clean underwear anyway?
Hi there again!
Ok. Wow. It’s been a looooong time since I’ve blogged and I feel horrible about that. I am a turd.
I promise now that this fiery pit of a semester is over, I will start blogging more consistently! I said this back in January! But I promise!
I wish I had enough followers to give me ideas of what to post. But if any of you kind souls want to give me some inspiration (finals week has got my mind all messed up) feel free!
Talk to you guys soon!
Playlist: Feb. 23
Hey guys. It's been a while. School is kicking my butt and I'm on spring break this week. Early, I know. It is cold.
Anyway, here's a super cool new playlist post for all of your listening needs (if you even take my weird suggestions into consideration).
1. Pump It Up, Elvis Costello & The Attractions: I've been listening to Elvis Costello a lot lately and I don't know why. This song is awesome. Why I like it: it's a great song to listen to when you want to have a crazy, solo dance party. Try it.
2. Modern Love, David Bowie: Why I like it: same reason as above. Great choice for a solo dance party. I really like the beat and the lyrics are interesting to listen to. Also, Bowie is always awesome.
3. Turn to Stone, Electric Light Orchestra: Why I like it: This. song. is. just. really. great. I do not have an explanation as to why I cannot stop playing it. I just really like the whole thing. I love the guitar, I love the breakdown and build-up between chorus and verse, and vice versa (see what I did? ha. ha.)
4. Nothing In My Way, Keane: Why I like it: If you're reminiscent of Coldplay's old days singing underneath an overcast sky about the color yellow, or looking for a song to play in your rom-com, use this one. It's melancholy yet filled with shards of optimistic hope that burst forth during the chorus. Hire me already, Rolling Stone.
5. Keeping My Baby, Duffy: Why I like it: Disclaimer: I am a huge Duffy fan and have been since 'Mercy' back in 2005 or so. I love her voice and I love how all of her music is a modern twist on Motown classics. Just perfect.
SNL standby: What it's about and a 'How-to'
SNL standby.
In one word: cold.
In two words: life changing.
In many words: what you're about to read.
So, I'm assuming (making an a** of you and me) that a lot of people are interested in doing SNL standby or just plain curious if they can't purchase an expensive airline ticket to NYC just to sleep on the street for a night. After all, it's definitely one of the coolest things I've ever done in my entire life. No joke.
With that in mind, I'll go over some cons, pros, a checklist of things you should have and an FAQ if I can even think of some obvious questions. This post is incredibly long, I apologize. But I wanted to provide details because even though you're not in a tent in the woods, at times, you could definitely out-camp a camper if you do it right. Maybe even survive the apocalypse. I mean it.
Here we go:
I want to go over the cons first because there are so little of them, but they do make an impact. A big one: it's cold, sometimes unbearably so. I've done standby twice so far, once in April and once in November. It is New York, so it's cold. Really, really cold when the sun goes down. I thought April was bad, but when I did it in November, I was frozen the entire subway ride back home the next morning and stayed frozen even after a hot shower.
Another thing: unless you have a sweet set-up (body-length lawn chairs, sleeping bags, pillow... yes, I've seen this) you probably will NOT sleep. I was highly unexperienced back in April, and also wildly unprepared as my friend and I decided VERY spontaneously to do it. We slept on a tarp that wasn't ours. On top of the sidewalk. While it was raining. I thought I developed a severe case of pneumonia. I spent an hour drying my jeans under the hand dryer in the McDonald's bathroom around the corner. And yeah, I took my pants off. We were all classy ladies there in that warm bathroom (and I had on leggings, calm down).
Anyway, I will warn you: you're looking at 5 hours of sleep at the most. Doing standby is really exciting and that energy will sustain you for a while, plus your limbs will be so frozen you won't be able to get in a comfortable sleeping position anyway. Prepare accordingly.
Here are the pros:
-The new standby YouTube/social media series: Ok, these cool people come out WITH CAST MEMBERS and you get to play games and interact with them, all in the name of some fun YouTube videos and Internet posts! (THIS IS ME!)
-The nearby food and coffee choices: Right across the street from where the line forms is a pizza place, a Five Guys and maybe 5 other places to eat. There's a Duane Reade if you need anything from a drugstore, and there's a Starbucks underneath the main lobby of 30 Rock, behind the iceskating rink. Can't miss it. There's a 24-hour McDonald's around the corner (where I dried my jeans) and a Dunkin Donuts further down the street towards Times Square.
-Security guards stand behind you all night (that's to make all the moms feel good). I feel bad for them because they definitely overheard some weird conversations both times I was there. Sorry dudes.
-Um, HELLO, you're waiting in line for the best show ever. Honestly, I would probably give a finger to work there. Or a leg. Maybe. I don't know.
And here, a checklist for all of your standby line needs:
-A friend: Please, do not do standby alone! I mean I guess you can, but it's more fun with a friend. You'll have nothing to do for hours, so you'll need someone to quote SNL lines to, unless you have 20 portable iPhone chargers, in which case, may I have 5 of them?
-At least $40, or just a debit/credit card: You can pack all the snacks you want, but trust me, the temptation of Five Guys, pizza and four Starbucks runs will require some cash. If you have a Starbucks card, you better have it loaded and with you.
-A CHAIR: Please bring a chair. Please do not do what I did the first time. Please do not sleep on a tarp-covered sidewalk. Please. It's SO worth hitting peoples' lower bodies with a lawn chair on public transportation when you're incoherent the next morning from lack of sleep. You'll thank me later.
-A tarp or covering of some kind: Please bring a covering of some kind. The bigger the better. Also bring rope or something to hold down said covering. Wait, definitely bring rope.
-BLANKETS: More than one. Trust me. It gets cold at night. I haven't mentioned that yet, I know.
-Warm layers of clothes: The preparation for standby is half the fun. Both times, I felt like I should have been in an action movie "gearin-up to kick ass" montage because I was zipping, velcro-ing, taping, tying, covering and lacing up. Wear long underwear for. sure. Jeans...not always the best option (they get wet, did I mention that?) but I think any pant will work. Sweatshirts. At least one on, and bring another. Or two more. Winter stuff. Coats. Hats. Gloves. Scarves. Yes.
More tactical things:
-rope
-trash bags, a tarp, some kind of plastic covering. Tarp, to make a pseudo-tent. Trash bags, because you can burrito yourself in a blanket, step into the trash bag, and stay warm until the harsh, Northeastern wind blows your tarp off and rips through all of your clothing, the blanket and the bag, releasing the sweet, sweet body heat you just spent 30 minutes incubating in. I'm not bitter.
-duct tape (you never know) (also, for taping trash bags together, taping the tarp to things, taping your friend's mouth shut at 5 a.m., whatever)
-scissors, unless you pre-cut the rope because you think you're better than me
-portable phone charger: not necessary unless you really feel the need. I usually text my parents one final time around 11 p.m. Friday night (I'm not dead and I've been to Starbucks three times now! But a homeless man threw up on me. Goodnight Mom!) and then turn it off.
-A backpack to carry the small things. Use the trash bags for blankets and the tarp.
To conclude this horrendously long post, here's a brief FAQ:
Q: How many times have you done standby?
A: Um, sounds like someone didn't read the long post I just labored over for hours. I cried tears of my own blood. Anyway, I've done it twice.
Q: Did you get in to the show the next night?
A: YES. Both times. I wanted to cry tears of pure joy both times but I figured an NBC page would drag me out by my collar if I did so.
Q: Where does the line form?
A: It's a secret. Just kidding. No I'm not. Don't show up please. (It's obvious where it forms if you read my post and either know the area or you're capable of using Google maps. I hope you know neither.)
Q: Is Lorne Michaels as miraculous in real life as he seems?
A: Yeah. He is. I've seen him in person. I almost cried, but then I felt someone staring at me. It was the NBC page.
Though Mean Girls was rated PG-13 for “sexual content, language, and some teen partying,” that was a rating Paramount had to fight for, says Waters. “We had lots of battles with the ratings board on the movie. There was the line, ‘Amber D’Lessio gave a blow job to a hot dog,’ which eventually became ‘Amber D’Lessio made out with a hot dog.’ Which is somehow weirder! That’s the thing we found: When you’re trying to make a joke obey the rules and not use any bad words, it can actually become seamier, even.” Still, there were some things that Waters simply refused to change. “The line in the sand that I drew was the joke about the wide-set vagina. The ratings board said, ‘We can’t give you a PG-13 unless you cut that line.’ We ended up playing the card that the ratings board was sexist, because Anchorman had just come out, and Ron Burgundy had an erection in one scene, and that was PG-13. We told them, ‘You’re only saying this because it’s a girl, and she’s talking about a part of her anatomy. There’s no sexual context whatsoever, and to say this is restrictive to an audience of girls is demeaning to all women.’ And they eventually had to back down.”
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Playlist: Feb. 1
Hot off my hiatus, here's a new playlist post!
1. This Disorder, The Features. Why I like it: it's "super chill" as the youths say, but it also has a cool beat. The lyrics are interesting too.
2. Elastic Heart, Sia. Why I like it: Not gonna lie, I first heard this song when she performed on SNL a few weeks ago. I was immediately hooked. I think she's immensely talented and this song is no exception to that talent. I also just think the little voice noise in the background is cool.
3. Call Me, St. Paul & The Broken Bones. Why I like it: It's jazzy and I've found that if I play it while getting dressed in the morning, my day is a little bit better. His voice is also really cool and raspy in the right way. Love the breakdown towards the end. I also just like jazz and jazzy music so I'm biased I guess. Whatever.
4. Walking on Broken Glass, Annie Lennox. Why I like it: Ok, yeah, I really do like Annie Lennox. Don't judge. I don't think anyone would but I'm just warning them now. This is just such a great song to listen to whenever you're feeling a little bored, a little sad, a little whatever. Just listen to it.
5. Rabbit Hole, Jamie T. Why I like it: The song starts off in a completely different way than what the refrain sounds like. And I know that's a stupid thing to say (because what song sounds only like its refrain) but the refrain is just so unexpected. And I love it. I love the change and I love the beat.
On set of Teacher Snow Day
Life and sad stuff
Life is pretty good when you think about it. If you're reading this, you're either reading it from a smartphone or a computer of some sort. That means you have some type of shelter, with electricity, because those things have to be plugged in so they can charge. In that shelter, you're likely to have a bathroom and kitchen facility of some sort, as well as a place to rest in some way. With that, I say congratulations, because you're already ahead of a lot of people on this planet.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't take any of that for granted. Life can change in a split second. Of course, we all hope for the good changes, but sometimes the change isn't such a good one. The change can shatter our hopes, stop us in our tracks, and bring us to our knees.
Just a few days ago, I heard about a family that had a sudden, very bad change happen in their life. I know them personally, and it didn't sit well with me. I still think about it, and I can't honestly even begin to think of what they are going through.
This has really got me thinking. I've spent years of my life worrying over very little, inconsequential things, instead of taking a step back to appreciate what's around me. Honestly, worrying is an unnecessary luxury. If you worry, that probably means you're lucky in some way.
What a paradox.
What's happened to this family has opened my eyes just a little bit more than they were already, but enough to really make me think. I may not be able to change the part of myself that worries so much about every little thing, and sure, a healthy dose of worrying motivates me. But I can certainly pause and tell myself to take it one step at a time and not focus so much on my worries.
Life is seemingly endless, but can be cut short in such a cruel way. That's why I'm going to try to stop letting the small stuff get to me so much. The big stuff, like family and close friends, are really what matters in this life. They are the most important, and even if you disagree with them on a daily basis, they're always there. They won't leave. So don't ever take them for granted, and stop letting your worries consume you.
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Playlist: Jan. 17
Music is a HUGE obsession of mine and a HUGE part of my life. I'm constantly, always, forever listening to music, and I'm very proud of my varied taste (and I think it's the best obviously, because I'm an obnoxious ass).
So, I've decided to do some posts where I include some songs I really like and can't stop listening to. Trust me, it'll always be something different and incredibly surprising when it comes to what all I throw into a playlist.
I think for each song I'll also include a "perfect scenario/setting" for which the song can be played in, or why I like the song and why I think you should too, if you don't already. Music can create moments of any kind, which is one of the many reasons I just love it so much.
I also want to write about my musical obsessions because for a long time sharing my taste in music wasn't always easy. There's always those people (cough, cough MY DAD) who are just so freakin' judgmental. And to him, I usually say, "Look bro, chill. Maroon 5 may not be the best, but damn Adam Levine is hot, isn't he?" To which my dad will promptly insult me again until we are insulting each other in one of our typical insult-offs. (We don't actually call it that, but you get it.)
Anyway, here are some ground rules/expectations:
-I will try to post between 5 and 10 songs each time I do one of these (sometimes more, who knows, I change my mind all the time)
-I use Spotify for most of my music consumption, but use iTunes or other paid services when I absolutely have to. (I do also pay for Spotify in case you wanted to make sure that I'm not stealing files from some weird Russian "free musik!" website that also happens to be a website that sells mail-order goats or something equally weird)
-The format will be: song title, artist. Perfect scenario/setting: OR why I like it (and why you should too).
Hope that's not too formal or weird for everyone!
Without further ado, here's my first playlist post for Jan. 17:
1. Sugar, Maroon 5. Why I like it: Okay, so maybe you don't like Maroon 5. A lot of people don't. I love them, but I'll also admit that I think their latest album is kind of... meh compared to their early stuff. BUT, this song is so catchy and so warm. Plus, the music video is awesome and I like to think that they didn't actually crash any of those weddings because I am a cynical pile of poo. Anyway, watch it!
2. Let Me Know, Rosin Murphy. Perfect scenario/setting: You're lookin' sleek and cool in your new workout gear. iPhone nestled in your classy, yet inconspicuous, workout arm-band. The weather is cool; it's comfortable and sunny with a light breeze. You crank up this song and just let the calories melt away thanks to her smooth voice and the catchy refrain. Writing that made me want to go run 5 miles.
3. Down By The River, Neil Young. Why I like it: Um, the guitar solo is awesome. Neil Young is awesome. 'Nuff said. (Also this should support my opinion.)
4. Superstylin', Groove Armada. Perfect scenario: You REALLY need to get some things done. That to-do list is too long but Netflix/tumblr/stalking people on social media is calling. Crank this shizz up and let the beat motivate you to get everything done, including waxing your cat (not a euphemism, perv).
5. All Over, CRUISR. Why I like it: Super catchy, new alternative song. The video, a bunch of animated movie references, is awesome too.
6. She's A Lady, Tom Jones. Why I like it AND perfect scenario: Oldies hold a very special, large, cushiony space in my heart. I love them. Tom Jones is a favorite. No shame. The perfect scenario: You're in a tight, sexy wrap dress from the 70's, you've got Farrah Fawcett hair, and your makeup makes your face look like a flesh-colored disco-ball (the title of my new horror film). Dudes, feel free to rock this look as well. Turn this song on and STRUT. Even if it's all in your head. Confidence booster.
7. Love Action (I Believe In Love), The Human League. Perfect scenario: You're a celeb and you're going to appear on The Tonight Show. Jimmy Fallon has challenged you to a lip-sync battle. Make this your first pick.
8. Gimme Shelter, The Rolling Stones. Why I like it: This is probably my favorite Stones song, I think. I'm not really sure because I change my mind a lot when it comes to this topic, but damn is this song good. I like screaming the lyrics in the shower and trying to match backup singer Merry Clayton's pitch (to almost no avail).
9. Babylon, David Gray. Why I like it: This was one of those songs that played on the radio when I was little. I've always liked it. It's calming but I love the refrain too. I listen to it whenever because it just makes me happy.
10. I Just Want To Make Love To You, Etta James. Why I like it (purposely not going with a scenario...): She's AMAZING and this song is AMAZING and catchy. I love the horns.
Hope you enjoyed, and got some new music out of it!