I DARE YOU

Not to do everything you planned to do today, and at least one thing you didn't.

Don't grow old and orderly and silence the wonders of the universe.

Break one of your own rules, or one of theirs. Make sure you can tell the difference.


Oh, you thought I didn't do this anymore?

You're probably a hipster if:

Eventually all your favorite bands make car commercials.

It's ok Little Joy. You speak Portuguese. I still want to kiss you on the mouth.

WILCO TICKETS, Hollywood Palladium LOS ANGELES

Let's just not even talk about how distraught I am that I can't use these. But you know who's even sadder? Jeff Tweedy. He can't stop thinking about me. He can't believe we won't get to hang out.

See him looking straight at me, like he could just eat me with a spoon? Right??

I have a pair of tickets for the Hollywood Palladium, Tuesday, January 24th, 7pm. They're actual paper tickets from Ticketmaster, with the purchase receipt, etc., just in case you don't trust me yet.

Update: SOLD

Opera Lessons

Friday night some friends and I dropped a wad of cash to see the opera Turandot.

Here is a review of everything but the music.

1. David Hockney can design the poop out of a stage.

2. In San Diego "I'm going to the opera" is synonymous with "I'm going to Disneyland" and "I'm a Midwesterner going to the beach".

Apparently it's ok to wear a Hawaiian beach cover up with a Harry Potter sweater scarf and flipflops.

And if you're old and have bad taste, you're really in luck! You can wear orthopedic sandals with socks and shorts, so no, you are not the Greatest Generation that wore hats and ties and made everything all classy-seeming...you are a Schleppy McShlepper like Hawaiian Harry Potter lady and you should know better. Shame!

3. You can be the hottest (youngest, freshest-smelling, least wrinkled, lowest blood pressured, least likely to be part bionic) girl in the room, if you go to the opera.

4. You shouldn't panic if your friend shows up overdressed in a coat made of Chewbacca fur.

Sure, initially you will walk several feet away, and it will continuously startle your internal "bear alert" mechanism.

But later it will prove to be a good place to lay your head when the opera is still going at 10:45pm. You will dream that you are in Dr. Zhivago sleeping on a pile of Russian bear furs.

5. The real entertainment begins at 11pm, when 8,000 senior citizens are simultaneously released to wander the vast parking structure, like a mutant race of old people zombies, looking for their cars...with one policeman trying to assist them all. I hope they've all made their way home by now. I really do.

So, support The Arts. You can pay hundreds to watch an old guy play a young man singing about China in Italian. Through binoculars.

I'd totally do it again.

Gazing off into the distance with moist eyeballs

I'm a fool fer you, Neil, you wistful hairy Brit.

Just Like Buddy Holly

I meant to just link you to a (yes, yet another) Rogue Wave tune, but then I found this super-endearing little video some kids made to go along with it.
It reminds me of how some day (soon) my little dudes are going to have that earnestly-in-love-for-the-first-time experience. Awwwww!
So if you don't love this song and the sweet, sincere video check yourself. You may have died and not noticed.




p.s. A restrained round of hipster applause if you caught the Weezer reference ;)

Brigitte

Should I even bother addressing the thin postings lately?
Well, at least something about me is thin.
I know, we are not supposed to say these things about ourselves. Otherwise, the UNIVERSE will not send us fabulous-ness, which is what Oprah implied when she told us about the SECRET.
I don't know how that's working out for her. Is she asking the universe for pork chops? Because it seems to be sending her a lot of them.

So, anyway, am I the only kid in school who didn't know Brigitte Bardot sang cool, dorky French pop songs?
I love this one. It's like, the song you put on when you're getting ready for a night out. It makes you want to dance around in your bra and shake your butt in the mirror and flip your hair around. Not me. You. Puhleez, I'm way too hip and ironic for that.

Excuse the unecessary boobage. Also excuse the photograph of Kylie Minogue someone slipped in there. Actually, don't excuse it. Draw a mustache on it.

Ready? Shirts off...go!

Zooey D sings to me

See the original "you're probably a hipster" post here!

Dang. Does loving this make me a hipster?? The first 32 seconds of this clip =
girl crush.

BFF

So I have a reader in Reykjavik, Iceland. I think we can safely assume it's Bjork. In fact, let's just exaggerate this story completely and say me and Bjork are really good friends now. And she's going to lend me her swan dress and we're going to go out together. And the next day the tabloids are going to report that they have finally found someone who can pull off the look, and in fact it will become a fashion craze. By this time next year, you will be shopping for a fowl-inspired outfit. Even Target will have a knock-off line of dresses cheaply made to look like the lesser fowls: turkeys and ducks and whatnot. You'll hear from a bunch of blogs that Forever 21 has a pretty good imitation of the swan dress for only $24.99, which you will sneak in and try on, and it will not fit in the hips because, you know, that's just how it works at Forever 21. And me and Bjork will drink vodka in the bar at the Ice Hotel and laugh and write the lyrics for our duet. Bob Dylan will reportedly call our music "transcendant". He will ask to work on our next project. We will have to think about it. Maggie Gyllenhaal will ask for my autograph. She will jump up and down when I give it to her.

I just have to finish the laundry first.

Litmus Test

If you like babies, animals, and this music then you're a-okay.
For my Eritrean brothers and sisters, who are still more beautiful than this beautiful, beautiful music.

Mulatu Astatke-Tezeta
from the Broken Flowers soundtrack
and For Me, For You

More HAUS Music

When a band describes themselves as "ghettotech" I believe you've just got to check them out. Welcome to the sound-factory that is WARPAINT. It just doesn't get any better than this acoustic version of their gorgeous song Billie Holiday, performed in an alley.

Give it a sec to load, and enjoy. Peace out!

Click here or above.

p.s.: is it just me, or does the guy look VERY happy where he's at?