i can’t stay on your morphine because it’s making me itch

American Cities That Best Fit You:

75% Chicago

65% New York City

65% Philadelphia

65% Washington, DC

60% Boston

Which American Cities Best Fit You?

I hate to be so involved with work, but lately it has been consuming me and taking all my energy. So I just come home and burn cds and read Middlesex (finally).

Entourage is coming to DVD. Everyone and their mother has been telling me to watch it.

I need to keep up my duties at Silent Uproar immediately. Look for some more reviews very shortly.

What's up for the weekend? Seeing Hitchhiker's Guide and going on a shopping spree on someone else's money. Namely my programming fund from work. Even if I am just buying supplies for next year, I am getting a capitalist rush just thinking about it.

Also, a Raveonettes review:
http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/r/raveonettes/pretty-in-black.shtml

Straight Outta Compton

http://www.ni9e.com/

http://filmforce.ign.com/transformers/articles/601/601818p1.html

http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/news/05-04/27.shtml

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0427543/

http://www.nme.com/news/112185.htm

http://www.williamsburgwarriors.org/

http://www.mk2.com/last_days/site.html

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I got myself a copy of Weezer's new album. Make Believe. Le sigh. It is quite bad. And embarassing for them. I can't believe this is the same band that made such masterpieces as the Blue Album and Pinkerton. It seems the songs were thrown together very quickly with no lyrical maturity. "Hold On" is just a pianful balad with Rivers moaning "Hold On" the whole time. And "My Best Friend" basically goes, "your my best friend, and I love you sooooooo". Rivers Cuomo is pushing 40 and that was the deepest he could get? This is so disappointing to me because Weezer had such an impact on my young life. I'll best most people my age can remember when they first heard "Buddy Holly". Listening to "the Sweater Song" made me realize that rock music could be so much more than big hair and spandex. Pinkerton then took the cake. Amazing. So amazing that the No Andrews Band even paid homage with a cover of "Tired of Sex". It's a sad time for music, people. Let's have a moment of silence.

Actually, I've never actual quantified albums/music that truly had a significant impact on my life. I'd say most of them are from when I was younger (Debbie Gibson's Out of the Blue, Weezer, Guns N Roses' Use Your Illusion I & II, Nine Inch Nails' The Downward Spiral) as well as albums that made me rethink my musical tastes (The Strokes' Is This It, Rancids' And Out Come the Wolves). What music impacted you? I will dropkick the first person that says Britney Spears.

I finsihed the Red Tent this weekend and throughly enjoyed it. Although I was singing Joseph and the Amazing Color Dreamcoat in my head the whole time to keep track of all the sons of Jacob. Also devoured Laurie Notaro's new one. I rarely laugh out loud when reading a book. I can't tell you how much better she makes me feel about my life.

the song so good they named it thrice

Although it has yet to be built and I will move in several months, I am already thinking of ideas to decorate my new apartment. I plan to spend many hours hiding in it, so why not make it fucking cool. I got some vintage fabrics to use as wall hangings, some stencils to put on (possibly) the walls and perhaps t-shirts and pillowcases:


And quite possibly this wallpaper border for the bathroom. We'll see. My place isn't going to be all that big.

Went on a downloading frenzy, and snagged myself:

Apples in Stereo, Sound Effects
Bush, Golden State
NWA, Straight Outta Compton
cKy, Camp
Distillers, Sing Sing Death House
The Good Life, Album of the Year
Jesus and mary Chain, Darklands
Kaiser Chiefs, Employment
Kings of Convenience, Versus
Louis XIV, The Best Little Secrets are Kept
Nick Cave & the bad Seeds, Abattoir Blues
Old 97s, Wreck Your Life
The Starting Line, Based on a True Story
The Stone Roses, The Stone Roses
Television, marquee Moon
Twighlight Singers, She Loves Me
Wolf Parade, Wolf Parade
I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness, s/t

Anyone heard any of these? Are there some that I shouldn't bother with? The amount of new albums I have to listen to is redonk (30+), so please let me know if you have any opinions. Still on the prowl for the new Weezer album.

tired of fighting for a lost cause

Ok, here is what I have been talking up to several of you…David Cross’s It’s Not Funny. I really hated him for awjhile after the embrassment of Mr. Show, but if you have a long car ride or 2 hours not at work to listen to this, I strongly suggest it. It is what you would consider “liberal” humor, basically taking on homophobia/racism without being preachy (i.e. Margaret Cho). Although Bush-bashing is a bit overdone at this point, it is still funny. I’ve uploaded. You know what to do. And please don’t report me to the authorities.

http://s41.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1YSJ01C56YMD40N9OSZ0S37S34

Philosophical thought of the moment: is there a point in our early-mid twenties where our life is cemented and we become who we actually are- who we will be for the rest of our lives? No matter where I move to or what I do, what job, what apartment, the same shit always happens to me, always in a Groundhog Day-esque way. Same shit, different city. So, does moving somewhere else or chaning a job ever solve anything? Is it really truly possible to change our lives- change the sole core of our personalities and experiences?

I have lain in bed for half the day glued to The Red Tent. I got it a couple of years ago but first came out but never picked it up til now. It is fucking engrossing. I wish we had read this in Hewbrew School instead of those scary Torah Tunes slideshows.

The Bravery is already too cool for those who are too cool to admit they like them. I find them Mediocre but listenable.
http://www.nypost.com/entertainment/44889.htm

Ted Leo does a cover of “Since U Been Gone"!
http://junk.haughey.com/tedleo-sinceubeengone.mp3

Weezer is basically shit now. Even Rivers Cuomo doesn’t want to be in the band.

These are the kinds of things that happen, though, when you're
living the moment, which is Cuomo's new mantra — untethered from miserable
thoughts about the past and future and free at last from the greedy ego, Cuomo
is currently in communion with his deep, true self. This self needs to be free,
and, accordingly, Cuomo has been careful not to make any pacts about future
Weezer recordings; he has also only agreed to support this album until the end
of this year.

Let’s wait for this one to suck.

Here is what I have been listening to lately:

Gorillaz, Demon Days
Alkaline Trio, Crimson
Andrew Bird, The Mysterious Production of Eggs
Kelly Osbourne, Sleeping in Nothing
Athlete, Tourist
Ben Folds, Songs for Silverman
Brendan Benson, The Alternative to Love
British Sea Power, Open Season
The Dandy Warhols, Welcome to the Monkeyhouse
Granddaddy, The Sophtware Slump
Idlewild, Warnings/Promises
Ivy, Long Distance
The Jesus and Mary Chain, Psychocandy
Me First & the Gimme Gimmes, Ruin Johnny’s bar Mitzvah
Nine Inch Nails, With Teeth
Rufio, Perhaps,I Suppose
Starlight Mints, The Dream that Stuff Was Made Of
Joe Strummer, Streetcore
My Chemical Romance, I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love
Social Distorition, Live At the Roxy
Tilly and the Wall, Woo! EP
Rilo Kiley, Initial Friend EP

Sooo hot right now….
Tobey Maguire don’t give a fuck. He is just not giving into that heartthrob image and has “let himself go” as some would say. I like it. I want to just sit around with him and snack.

The Dukes of Hazard looks intriguing. In the most superficial way ever.

arlington queen

Some shit you need to know:

Watch MTV2 to see the show Wonder Showzen. It is pure genius, I promise. Just do it.

Have you heard the new Backstreet Boys album. Oh…neither have I.

Eleanor Rigby was equisite. What an awesome writer, has really grown since the days of Microserfs.

What the hell is this- this is so not the Weezer I know and remember. “Beverly Hills” is a fucking joke.

So there’s a new Pope. Or something.

Did anyone hear “Blue Orchid“? Whadya think?

Ok, also, here’s some shit I uploaded for my brother. Grab it if you want- they are zip files. Don’t say I never gave you anything.

2 Built to Spill albums:
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2MBCF6XKRNVP01LJY3321AV9SH

Action Action and Muse (one you don’t have)
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0UB6OMRSNRGWU34SQBT3FQ2RSV

Bloc Party and Nada Surf
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1MMWQSZWJDR1V2JNQ2KX4ULXSA

The Music and The Raveonettes
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2RK7Q2T1C9IYE0LY5EXDL1YPK1

2 Ladytron albums
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1UVVQY55MOMWB2UHGC5UD75JNB

The Stills and Kasabian
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3UD5A7X171COC1F2JYCQBRVY19

Spoon and ….And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead
http://s40.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0L725JJ2X5ON43HZ6CVNGI88YV

and this is our music

I'm not feeling too literate right now, so I will just share some pictures from my weekend.

on nights like this when the world seems a bit amiss

I never thought it would happen, but I always feared it. I was at the self check-out at the Stop n Shop and the idiot in front of me stole half my groveries and claimed them as her own. I know she stole because she ran right out of there dragging her screaming brat out by the ear really fast. The nerve! I hope those saltines and golden delecious apples are poison.Ha…cellphonies.

citizen erased

Did anyone watch In Living Color? Do you remember the skit where Damon Wayans plays the guy who talks in these nonsensical, pseudo-intellectually heaving conversations? That is basically what my film class is like. It's like everyone is convincing themselves that the 30 second clip of movie is the most inspiring, genious work ever. They say things such as "the gentrification of the allegory of the chartreuse insignia on the close-up symploizes the strife and measure of the clandestine gentleman". Meanwhile, we are still using Freudian theories to explain the characters of the movie. AThe thing about Freud is that almost anything can fit his theory, which is the dangerous thing. Sure, I called my father to ask him advice on how to fix my computer, and Freud would say I am unconsciouly rejecting my mother by assuming she does not know what to do and identifying with my father. This is the only film class I have taken, and i am already frustrated. I feel like the interpretation of the films are presented as fact and not open to other possibilities. Then the rest of the class time is not discussion about it, but everyone trying to make their argument fit with the prof's. Sure, she is an expert on the topic and is actually a close personal friend of Almodovar, but seriously. Just because an angle is shot from one direction and not the other does not mean the character has penis envy. Sigh.

A cool read about artist's blogs and such.
http://pitchforkmedia.com/features/weekly/05-04-11-my-favorite-band.shtml

Believe it or else, I have started listening to Johnny Cash. Just a little bit. It's about time I listened to music that came out before 2003.

Speaking of, here is another mix I put together, I call is the "depression" mix, because that is basically what it is. Songs that are by nature depressing, but by no means boring or uninspiring. Sometimes you need a soundtrack to your evening pity party. Some good stuff, check it out. As usual, click on the link, and right click and save-as, and then use Winzip to decompress the mp3 files and then play it in iTunes. Enjoy.
http://s41.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2PBCDFV8EO3NQ0D2XX4N51RDEG

you’ve got a playboy mommy

ps fyi
http://www.nme.com/news/111999.htm

i’m actually doing my job

More postings by me…
http://www.silentuproar.com/news/individual.php?newsid=7614
http://www.silentuproar.com/news/individual.php?newsid=7613
http://www.silentuproar.com/news/individual.php?newsid=7612

So this month's issue of Bust has an interview with fricking Francine Pascal! Turns out all she did was pull plotlines out of her ass and give it to ghostwriters. She could barely remember the characters, and the interviewer had to remind her. Jeez, life is sweet. Anyway, the big revelation is- she is working on a book based on all the Sweet Valley characters, now living in New York and in their late twenties and early thirties. Can you even imagine? I'll bet Lila Fowler is now a madam to high class hookers, Bruce Patman is in rehab, and Elizabeth writes for the fucking New Yorker. Yea, no one knows what I am blabbing about. At least Onnie will understand and share my joy.

go forth

so…call me crazy…but i am actually debating attending this year's Warped Tour. In a dream it would be on the arm of Ms. Hammers, but we'll see. I'd be old enough to have gestated the kids there. At least I can see the Transplants, My Chemical Romance, Mxpx, Armor for Sleep, and maybe Good Charlotte and confront them on why they never called me after I gaved them my number.

So, already spending the tax return that I have yet to receive:

She thought she’d have more time. Laurie Notaro figured she had at least a few good years left. But no–it’s happened. She has officially lost her marbles. From the kid at the pet-food store checkout line whose coif is so bizarre it makes her seethe “I’m going to kick his hair’s ass!” to the hapless Sears customer-service rep on the receiving end of her Campaign of Terror, no one is safe from Laurie’s wrath. Her cranky side seems to have eaten the rest of her–inner-thigh Chub Rub and all. And the results are breathtaking.

The seductive pain and sinister pleasures of alcoholism have rarely been more powerfully depicted than in Kennedy's profound and provocative tale of one woman's descent into despair, oblivion, and madness. Approaching 40, fitfully employed, and estranged from her family, Hannah is a hapless denizen of local pubs, hotel bars, airport lounges–anywhere she can score a drink. Her best friends are Johnny Walker and Jack Daniels, their golden hues her source of sunlight, their shiny labels more precious than jewels. And they're even more delightful when enjoyed with Robert, a fellow alcoholic whose love Hannah needs almost as badly as she does the booze. The cause of Hannah's alcoholism is never clear, but what matters is that any attempts at sobriety, whether self-imposed or enforced, only serve to heighten and hasten Hannah's relentless spiral toward an abyss. Suffering paralyzing blackouts and petrifying hallucinations, Hannah is out of control. In Kennedy's masterful hands, however, such torment is the stuff of poetry. There's humor amid the horror of Hannah's dissolution, a sublime pathos balanced by a gritty realism, in which Kennedy continually astounds the reader with her language.

Watching High Heels this week for class. Meh.

why you gotta be so mean to me

It's 4am and I can't go back to sleep because of a disturbing sleep about how I was framed for murder and sentenced to death row. Mind you, the death row I was on also had a mini-mall with a Victoria's Secret. I kept begging for my parents to get me a lawyer, and finally they did and my lawyer looked strangley like Patrick Dempsey. I'll never know if I actually got the chair, because a tow truck showed up outside my window and woke me up. My bedroom window is about 5 inches from the street and now that it is warm outside and the window is open, which is weird, because if someone is out on the street talking I'm practically in bed with them.Hey, remember the band Tonic? And this song? Love it!

Hey, anyone like Eels? I'm intrigued.

i’m all tan and smiling and running from third base

Ok, I just broke down and bought the Ken Park dvd on ebay. I guess I need to support Larry Clark's perversion.

everbody’s changing and i don’t feel the same

Some shit you need to know:
Anne Coulter may or may not be a drag queen. Either way, she is still a raving asshole.

The Damnwells will release an EP on iTunes pretty soon.

I posted some more here and here.

I am reading A Home At the End of the World and it basicallyand it makes me cry uncontrollably. I don't think I've read something that is actually written so perfectly. I really don't want it to end, because I could read about these people's lives forever. I know i shouldn't but I guess i should watch the movie, although it will blow chunks.

I'm so glad my parents moved to Florida.
http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/afp/20050406/ts_alt_afp/uscrimeguns_050406201103

hot pursuit

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHSIUQHEUHUQ! The Coney Island Siren Festival will be July 16 of this year.
http://www.villagevoice.com/siren/2005/press.html
They haven't announced the bands yet, but my bets are Kasabian, the Bravery, maybe Le Tigre…..

I'm on a a serious electronic music kick. I cannot stop listening to Fischerspooner's Odyssey and Out Hud's Let's Never Speak of This Again.

I convinced my acting class to stop working on monologues and to start doing scene work, because, franky, I hate doing monologues. I am working on The Dark At the Top of the Stairs by William Inge, with my fantastic scene partner. We play sisters in the 1920s whose husbands are cheating on us but we don't give a fuck.

we’ll all be portions for foxes

Let’s just say I am obsessed.

So, it was one of the best movies I had seen in a while. Of course, I’d watch The Pacifier 2 if Benecio Del Toro were in it. Elijah Wood pretty much plays himself. It made me want to go off and join a violent gang of hookers. I mean, other than the one I’m currently in.

if for honesty you want apologies

So today was a trip to the mall (shoot me). How sad. All the teenage wasteland and the mothers screaming at their 10 kids and people thinking "wow, what an awesome day out" while eating fries at the foodcourt. And what the fuck! I spent so much money! The evil commercialism got to me. I didn't even need pants, but thr Gap forced me to buy two more pairs. Gah! And then goddam H&M and their accessories! Anyhow, I am obsessed with finding an outfit for my brother's wedding just to get it over with. So, I hate to out you through this, but for those of you that care and have a good sense, here is the interactive part: please vote for which shoes you like the best. Thanks!#1

#2

#3

#4

This voting is going to be more controversial than the '00 elections.

I told you all that Out Hud pretty much owns.
http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/o/out-hud/let-us-never-speak-of-it-again.shtml

I've been listening to a lot of albums that haven't been released yet, and so far so good, including:
Alakaline Trio- Crimson
Teenage Fanclub-Manmade
Idlewild-Warnings//Promises

Craft Corner Deathmatch is my life.

So, it's official. Running With Scissors will be made into a movie, and it will basically be White Oleander 2: When good Books Go Bad. According to IMDB, Joseph Fiennes will be playing Nel Bookman. Wow, I am excited that Joe will be on the big screen again, but playing a pedophile rapist?