I hope to all those who are traveling over the Holidays, you will have a safe travel and a happy Thanksgiving.
Here is some Thanksgiving History for your personal enlightenment.
Have a fun Vacation.
November 25, 2003
November 20, 2003
Last night I went to the Brand New concert w/ Eisley, and Hot Rod Circuit. Here's how it went:
Standing in Line
My sister and I got there an hour earily so we were relatively close to the door. As I looked around I noticed a huge gathering of high schoolers all around me, chatting about everything from chemistry class to how cool their bullet bike is to how they hate their neighbors. It seemed like every single one of them had a cell phone and were always talking on them. Two of the kids were smoking behind me (I hate smokers), and one kid kept talking about nothing. I rolled my eyes to my sister a few times because of it.
After 1.5 hours of standing in line, they finally decided to let us in, which is 30 minutes past when we were suppose to go in.
Waiting for the Start
As people started to fill the club, things got a little tight. Then.....she came in... and stood behind me. Now your probably think I mean the most beautiful girl in the world that I would marry and live happily ever after with, but not so. This one was on the opposite end of the spectrum. While still a cute girl, but that was the thing, she was a little girl, an annoying, screaming, untamed, and immature high school girl....and she had friends. The whole lot of them were standing right behind me. She screamed right in my ear, rubbed up against me more than a few times, screamed many times about how she loved Hot Rod Circuit, and used the F-bomb on a few occasions. At this point, I feel the need to mention one of my sister's concert rules : 'When we get inside, it's every man for himself'. This turned out to be a good thing because after the first band my sister was nowhere to be found, which allowed me the opportunity to leave the rabble and find 'safer' ground.
the Crowd
As the concert progressed, the floor got more and more crowded and I ended up behind two big guys. When I say 'big' I really mean 'fat'. Big boys in warm places is one of the last things in the world you want to be around. It doesn't matter if you are working with them or at a concert, the results are the same. You just don't want to be around them.
By the time Brand New took the stage, I had had enough of being behind the big kids, so I left the floor and enjoyed the rest of the concert from the back. I'm ok with handling the crowded floor, the pushing, the unified jumping of the crowd when the song is ultra cool (yes I used the word 'Ultra') but I just can't handle being behind the big kids is such a setting. Brand New rock'd, and my sister went away with a pick, some vinyl, and her ticket signed by the members of Hot Rod Circuit. I got my butt touched a couple times, girls rubbing up against me, and a sweat soaked shirt, but it was an otherwise great show. Two encore songs and the crowd was content.
the Bands
The event opened with the band Eisley (like Mos Eisley). This was, for the most part, a chick band. A mix of Sixpence and Cardigans. A couple of their songs were catchy and I will probably download them but I wasn't too impressed over all, but then again, I'm comparing them to Incubus, Nightwish, and Metallica. Quite a different standard.
Hot Rod Circuit was more my speed but still not too impressed. A little too much grunge punk, not enough metal, even a little emo would have been a good thing. I think I liked Eisley more. A good addition to their set was Jessie (lead singer for Brand New) making an appearance.
Brand New then took the final set and everyone in the building was well pleased. I think I'm going to go out and pick up 'Deja Entendu' soon.
the End
That was my night last night, good music...good times... and I got out of Provoland for a bit.
Standing in Line
My sister and I got there an hour earily so we were relatively close to the door. As I looked around I noticed a huge gathering of high schoolers all around me, chatting about everything from chemistry class to how cool their bullet bike is to how they hate their neighbors. It seemed like every single one of them had a cell phone and were always talking on them. Two of the kids were smoking behind me (I hate smokers), and one kid kept talking about nothing. I rolled my eyes to my sister a few times because of it.
After 1.5 hours of standing in line, they finally decided to let us in, which is 30 minutes past when we were suppose to go in.
Waiting for the Start
As people started to fill the club, things got a little tight. Then.....she came in... and stood behind me. Now your probably think I mean the most beautiful girl in the world that I would marry and live happily ever after with, but not so. This one was on the opposite end of the spectrum. While still a cute girl, but that was the thing, she was a little girl, an annoying, screaming, untamed, and immature high school girl....and she had friends. The whole lot of them were standing right behind me. She screamed right in my ear, rubbed up against me more than a few times, screamed many times about how she loved Hot Rod Circuit, and used the F-bomb on a few occasions. At this point, I feel the need to mention one of my sister's concert rules : 'When we get inside, it's every man for himself'. This turned out to be a good thing because after the first band my sister was nowhere to be found, which allowed me the opportunity to leave the rabble and find 'safer' ground.
the Crowd
As the concert progressed, the floor got more and more crowded and I ended up behind two big guys. When I say 'big' I really mean 'fat'. Big boys in warm places is one of the last things in the world you want to be around. It doesn't matter if you are working with them or at a concert, the results are the same. You just don't want to be around them.
By the time Brand New took the stage, I had had enough of being behind the big kids, so I left the floor and enjoyed the rest of the concert from the back. I'm ok with handling the crowded floor, the pushing, the unified jumping of the crowd when the song is ultra cool (yes I used the word 'Ultra') but I just can't handle being behind the big kids is such a setting. Brand New rock'd, and my sister went away with a pick, some vinyl, and her ticket signed by the members of Hot Rod Circuit. I got my butt touched a couple times, girls rubbing up against me, and a sweat soaked shirt, but it was an otherwise great show. Two encore songs and the crowd was content.
the Bands
The event opened with the band Eisley (like Mos Eisley). This was, for the most part, a chick band. A mix of Sixpence and Cardigans. A couple of their songs were catchy and I will probably download them but I wasn't too impressed over all, but then again, I'm comparing them to Incubus, Nightwish, and Metallica. Quite a different standard.
Hot Rod Circuit was more my speed but still not too impressed. A little too much grunge punk, not enough metal, even a little emo would have been a good thing. I think I liked Eisley more. A good addition to their set was Jessie (lead singer for Brand New) making an appearance.
Brand New then took the final set and everyone in the building was well pleased. I think I'm going to go out and pick up 'Deja Entendu' soon.
the End
That was my night last night, good music...good times... and I got out of Provoland for a bit.
November 11, 2003
I think there comes a time in everyone's life when one has to re-inventory what one has and toss out the old and bring in the new. When the old stuff just doesn't cut it anymore, one must look for the new to replace that which was gotten rid of. This is a time=consuming effort but well worth the end result. One ends up happier and healthier because one has found that one has grown and expanded one's horizon. What am i talking about, you might ask ??? Well, I'm referring to the time when one gets tired of one's own CDs and has to explore other areas of intrest. One doesn't necessarily have to discard everything, or even switch styles altogether, but one must explore the various artists out there that are able to speak to one's soul and communicate the feelings that one just cannot express. That's the beauty of music. It's ever-searching and ever-expanding. Trying to bind together those who feel the same in a certain way and express these thoughts and feelings through a common medium. Not everyone feels the same way all the time and at the same time, so when new attitudes and behaviors arise, then I think it appropriate that the music change with it. In this process, one can look back at one's stack of media and view where one was, where one is now, and quite possibly, where one is going from there. It's ok to like what nobody else likes or even not like what everyone else likes. This shows that one is not afraid to be one's self and not give in to the trend of the day. Should one happen to fancy the same thing that everyone else does,well then, that is ok too. That just shows that we are not all so different and can connect at least on some level. So to those who can appreciate the different and unheard of, I give props. Be young, have fun, drink Pepsi.
November 6, 2003
Things I've found that damage your nail paint:
1) going to the Weightroom.
2) chewing on your nails.
3) showers
4) washing dishes
5) doing homework, especially using a mechanical pencil
6) working on cars
7) eating with hardware (ie spoons, knives, chopsticks)
8) grabbing stuff from your backpack
9) playing soccer
10) forgetting that you have nail paint
Are boys suppose to know this type of stuff ?!?!?
1) going to the Weightroom.
2) chewing on your nails.
3) showers
4) washing dishes
5) doing homework, especially using a mechanical pencil
6) working on cars
7) eating with hardware (ie spoons, knives, chopsticks)
8) grabbing stuff from your backpack
9) playing soccer
10) forgetting that you have nail paint
Are boys suppose to know this type of stuff ?!?!?