war is over! if you want it

back agaaaaaaaaaain and so sooooooooon ! (kind of)

on saturday i ventured out into the world for the first time in a LONG time, being physically impaired is very trying on ones body. i went with a couple of friend to yoko ono's "war is over" exhibition at the museum of contemporary art in circular quay. i'd heard so much about it, and was extreeeeemely excited to see what she had to display. 

i hobbled my way up the stairs - took me at least ten minutes longer than it would have had i not been injured, and i now completely empathise and sympathise with old people who take so long to walk up and down stairs, its scary! - and we bought our tickets and went in.

the exhibition was truly amazing. i've never been one for completely understanding all the symbolism behind art and such, but yoko's work was presented in such a way that you didn't really have to dig too deep to understand the message that she was trying to display. 

she had tons of interactive artwork which was super cool. there was a bunch of kids at the gallery that day, and they looked like they were having the time of their lives getting involved with the different artworks. 

there were two huge walls covered in maps of the world and maps of different countries and maps of everywhere ever, and these maps were covered in stamps that said "imagine peace" over and over again, all in different languages. 

it was prett awesome to see how people refused to be limited by what they were given: someone had stamped all over the walls and another person on the surrounding tables. you could see how people had made patterns on the maps with the stamps, and how that contrasted with other peoples higgledy-piggledy own stamps. altogether it made for a rather astounding piece of work!

another one of the interactive pieces was the "my mommy is beautiful" wall, which invited the onlooker to write something about his or her mum and stick it on the wall.  there were some really sweet letters, apologising for past wrong doings and hoping for forgiveness, and some really creative ones. 

 when it came to me writing my own letter, i drew a complete blanke and ended up writing my mums last text message to me: "Oh no, have a  panadol and rest it xx" (i was complaining about my foot). 

my friend, grace, wrote hers and said "my writing is awful! it looks like a kid wrote this!" and not five seconds after she had stuck it up, i started giggling because i thought her note was written by a cute 5-year old...oops.
one of the last interactive artworks were hanging helmets with puzzle pieces of sky in them. i spent a while looking through all the different pieces, trying to find some that joined together but had no such luck.
the other installations were just as impressive as the interactive pieces. the exhibition was so incredibly interesting, and yoko's ability to stretch the her creative tendencies over so many different mediums made sure that my attention was solely focused on each different piece.  each room had a refreshing new change, but kept with the overall message that yoko was trying to impress upon the viewer: that war is over (if you want it). 

(NEXT UP: japanese funk band mountain mocha kilimanjaro at the basement, supported by afro-beat band the liberators - truly one of the funnest gigs i've been to in a while)

disclaimer: all photos taken by my lovely best friend grace manolas, used with her permission, or by me on my crappy phone :-)

rising from the dead?????

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so its been THREE YEARS,
which is 36 MONTHS,
which 156 WEEKS,

which is 1095 DAYS too long since i last blogged...

but now i am over all the humps of life (aka school) and ready to explore n expand and pick up where i left off before i got sucked into the whirlwind of ""studying"".
i feel as though i should reintroduce myself, but if i do that one of two things will happen:
1. it will be very long, full of nonsensical nonsense and most definitely put you to sleep
or
2. i will get three sentences in and get so bored of my own life that i fall asleep
so im going to do neither of those, and simply let you know this: i have officially entered adulthood, i'm a grown up ready to do grown up things (97% of the time), and i couldn't be more happy with 2014 so far.
i got a call from the australian business academy the other day asking me what my study plans were for 2014, and if i needed assistance in choosing the right course of action for my future studies.
"no, thank you." i had said, very, very politely. "i'm not going to study this year. i'm going to do what i want."
"oh yes, we understand. but let us help you with that." the man, luke or something, responded.
"no, sorry. i'm late for a gig. if you feel like having a groove, luke, you should go." and i told him where it was, then (very, very, extremely politely) i hung up.
so i went to this gig, and i had a really bloody fantastic time. luke didn't show up, or maybe he did, but whatever the case, i had an over all good night.

i've been listening to a so much more different styles of music than i did when i was 14 - australian hiphop, pop, ska, funk, rock, the really weird genre's that come automatically filled in on itunes like "fucking awesome" (odd future) and "electric sex" (the jet age of tomorrow) ... just generally lots more good, new different music. my brother is heavily involved in the sydney music scene, which is awesome, so i'm constantly being spoon-fed all these incredible new beats and being introduced to amazing musicians and bands.
looking back on what i used to write about, i was incredibly wrapped up in not becoming one of those teeny boppers, listening to MTVs hottest 100 hits and fawning of justin beiber. i constantly trying to discover new bands and artists by myself, reluctantly accepting help from others and rarely giving praise where praise was deserved. i was incredibly uptight about my music, despite my own beliefs, and probably thought i was really cool to not listen to jessie j or whoever was the most popular artist. lemme tell you something now, my most recently played artists on itunes are these: the fugees, little mix, james blake, beyonce, jessie j (!!), chance the rapper and amy winehouse (just to name some).
much like myself, i think i've mature somewhat over the past three/four years and i'm an avid watcher of MTVs hottest 100 and unashamed one direction fan (can't help it, have you seen their faces?).
i've come to the understanding that, even if people give me a massive stink eye when they realise my wee obsession with british boy and girl bands alike, their opinion on what i like isn't going to truly affect the way i live. anyhoo, enough of that!
so this year, when making my new years resolutions, i came up with these:
NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS:
#1. remember more shit
#2. vegetarian
#3. be more healthy, eat less food from the bakery
#4. read more/write more/sing more
#5. relate song lyrics to things people say in everyday life
i've succeeded in 1/5 of those - #5, i have such a catalogue of previously useless song lyrics in my mind that now have an every day use and, according to my mum, it's helping with preventing early onset of dementia - and, due to recent foot injury rendering me as limpy lou, #4 is underway. #3 is a bit helpless now, i can barely walk let alone run or even think about exercise, so that's on hiatus until further notice. #2 is happening slowly, can't go cold turkey (ha) straight away but i'm working on. as for #1, i was telling my resolutions to my friend the other day had counted four of them, and was quite happy that i had only forgotten one...until i realised that i had forgotten #1, the irony was a bit too strong there and i made a mental note to eat more brain food.

right ok cheerio laddies, i'll be back this time i promise.
(i'll put a reminder on my cellular device...coz it's 2014 and i can do that now)
in the meantime i'll leave you with this gem:

sick cover, sick singer, sick band, sick song. enjoy mwa

super trooper

i'm finding my roots kiddies. after a week and a half in windy wellington and way to much time spent away from this blog i have decided to return with only one thing on my mind, the ultimate collaboration: snoop doggy dog and pharrell williams 







i love you guyz

"you have bad music taste"

right now i want to sit everyone in my life down and just tell them that the things they do aren't that cool. they're not that hip and they're not fucking alt. idk its like they think that they're better than everyone out there because of one thing that they do or something they wear. more than that though its like they think they're better than me. that sounds really uptight and whatnot but idk they tell me that my music taste is crap, that my blog awful, but i wear nice clothes and i'm like okay wtf who are you to tell me that? i don't care what i wear (okay lets be honest thats a lie, i do care, but it's not my main priority) i'm proud of what i listen to, at least i listen to a variety of music not just one genre. at least i try things out instead of sticking to what everyone else does, sticking to the norm. i just wanna poke them in the eye and swirl my finger around in there and tell them to listen to themselves and to what they are saying. 
everybody these days gets to comfortable with life. they find a music genre they like, one that isn't too radical and too weird, and listen purely to that. occasionally they might wander out of their comfort zone and listen to a snippet of jazz or funk, god forbid if they enjoy it! then they're straight away back to their original music. i'm kind of aiming this post a certain group of people. 
it just really annoys me when someone won't listen to something different. it's not going to kill you, is it? it's not like listening to a short classical piece will break your back. 
i'm tired of people not stepping outside the box. if you're gonna tell me you have better music taste than me then at least listen to something other than pop/folk/rap shit. then i'm gonna reply with "how about listening to jazz or classical or funk? i'm gonna blog about this. ON MY MUSIC BLOG YOU TWAT."


i'm very aware that is an awful post, gramatically and just in general, but i had to get it out. i wrote this in about five minutes. bibi :)

brassed off

right now there are five trombones in my living room playing the most beautiful music. i think its an adagio, but its gorgeous. the trombone has such a warm sound and the harmonies are amazing. it makes me wish i didn't give up trumpet, kind of. but trumpet is so clangy and with me i could never get the right sound.
if you could only hear this! it's so gorgeous.

anyway thats not what i want to write about. i want to write about the influence of fans on an artist. i was playing lady gaga tap tap revenge and the it was all really different to her new stuff. this was all electronic and monotonal, not boring but it just didn't have any oomph. it really could be classified as dance music whereas her new music i feel you can listen to. lady gaga has really grown into her own being and, while she responds to her fans and in a way gives them what they want

- sorry, pause to comment on the trombones again. this is beautiful, having them right there. the sound is so invigorating and dramatic, gah i cant get over it! -

she is still really writing and singing for herself. her newer songs seem more modern but they have more of a voice and tune to them, unlike the previous ones. i'm not saying that her old stuff is bad and i hate it and its boring and unoriginal...i'm just saying that it doesn't really seem very her. mind you i'm not really bffl with her or anything idk i'm just talking nonsense.

but yeah, they're my thoughts. basically, i think that her new stuff is better than her old stuff. before i think she was writing and composing what was "in the now" and what was "hip" and, while it was her, it wasn't all of her. now she's really writing about what she believes in and all that jazz and what she really enjoys blah blah and it's getting an amazing response. i love her. i look up to her. i think she's amazing, the way that she's just ignored all the rumours and everything floating about her.

she was born this way fellas! alrighty that was a tad lame but idc. heres her latest video (not judas, i dont like that song, but born this way cause i do like that song. skip to 2:40 for the actual song part.)



i'm sure you've all seen it but again, idc. it's awsum.

Angles, The Strokes

can i just say...macchu picchu needs some kind of award. i can't even. when i listen to it i just wanna boogie down and get groovy. lord. okay so it starts of with some kind of rocket take off, yeah? so its like the take off of a brand new album (so good) and then in comes the keyboard and then JULIAN CASABLANCAS JUST BLOWING OUR MIND WITH HIS VOICE. idk the mixture of everything is so perfect, they have the most amazing beats aswell. i can't describe it without exaggerated hand movements. but seriously, their timing throughout the whole album and the guitar riffs are so outstanding.
julian describes it as 1970s rock and "music from the future" and i can't describe it any better. i played macchu picchu to my dad and he liked it and this is coming from someone who has a group called "the living hamsters" and write the most crazy and wild electrondigitialsoulfulidontevenknow music (that i love, btw, daddy) so julian got it right on.

i was going to give some crazy lowdown on every single song but i'm to tired and lazy to do that, so maybe i'll just post a video of "undercover of darkness" and just watch it with whoever wants to watch it and listen to it with every atom in my body. i cannot get over the opening guitar sequence. i've never like dissonance but in a way have. it gives me shivers and i could just listen to it over and over again.

each song in this is so different from the next. comparing macchu picchu (the first song on the album) and "life is simple in the moonlight" (the last song) there is quite a change. the futuristic aspect is till evident, but not really in the same way. when i listen to lisim i think of flying through the nebula like a badass and just flipping and somersaulting everywhere, but with macchu picchu i imagine myself dancing on the moon with vince and howard from the might boosh and julian and just sidling up to nicolai fraiture and staring at his fingers, yeah? but like thats just off the top of my head.

and then gratisfaction kinda reminds me of belle and sebastian (truthfully quite a lot of the strokes music reminds me off upbeat B&S, not sure why but it does?) and i just wanna eat cookies with fabrizio moretti and (duh) julian casablancas.

i can't actually fathom disliking a strokes song/album,but "two kinds of happiness" i don't really like. you can't hear the vocals and it's a little bit messay. everything just runs into eachother and you're not sure what to really listen to...the drums or the umming and aahing at the beginning and then idk it's just confuzziling. but apart from that it's really quite impossible to abhor anything about the strokes. even their names are quite magical. i think i give this album a 9/10. the -1 comes from "two kinds of happiness" and the album cover art. it doesn't really look like angles to me...but i'm picky that way.

OH OH OH I FORGOT TO SAY ONE THING: "you're so right" sounds crazy like a franz ferdinand song, i likey though. here's "undercover of darkness" for your pleasure:

sah hip!

guiz! i'm totally listening to flight facilities and jessie j and all those hip people. i watched mtv's top ten the other day and i liked maybe 0.5/10. idk none of them appealed to me, they were all pretty much exactly the same (electro rapping about a girl they'd like to bang with some kind of soulful whinging in the background) but one that i was sorely dissapointed with was snoop dogg! what is life! his new song "sweat" really kinda creeped me out. thats not what you should be rapping about, snoop, try again.
this is only short because i'm supposed to be studying for my english examination tomorrow (self control ON) but i would like to say that next post i will be reviewing - and loving - the strokes' new album....epaoefdjlcm!!!Okay soooo yeah review of Angles next and then probs arcade fires new album.
i love it that everyones getting excited about albums, mind you they're probably just downloading them. i want to buy acutal hard copies but that requires money which someone saving for america does not have.


poor me. okay, back to lord of the flies i go. butttttt lets leave you with mah new fave song: crave you by flight facilities feat. giselle....it's rather catchy.

WELCOME TO THE NEW AND IMPROVED MUSIC DISCIPLE.

welcome welcome welcome welcome!
finally, after months and months of nothingness i am going to start blogging again. i should apologise but i don't think i'm even going to bother because it would be pathetic and filled with "i've been so busy and  just can't find the time!"s and thats not true. i've had plenty of time. But i was wasting away on tumblr and the dredded facebook but they're long gone.
so, a fresh new start.
first of all, i would like to say rest in peace, mike starr, who played bass for alice in chains for their album dirt. 44 years old and died of a drug overdose. tear.
right now this very second i'm listening to miley cyrus...and i have no shame about it! this was when she was an innocent young girl, but did anyone see her rather spectacular performance on saturday night live? she pointed out all her flaws and every single mistake she had ever made and simply shrugged them off.
so many respect points were gained.
but aside from that, lets talk big day out. incredibly late i know but i did go and i did indeed see edward sharpe and sia and plan b and crystal castles and iggy pop and ratatat and m.i.a and css and so many more. i apologise for the dodgy photographs, nokia's just aren't what they used to be.
she was so gorgeous and lively, and when she performed "soon we'll be found" she signed it and looked so beautiful. her voice is so strong and full. i heard people complaining after that she shouldn't have spoken so much, but she totally connected with the crowd and included. some performers just do their thing and then smile occaisonally at the audience who are screaming their heads off and putting their hearts into trying to get their attention.
i totally yelled out "COCO LOVES YOU SIA!" and she totally looked at me! i didn't time it to perfection but thats alright, at least she knows.

^^^ dodgy photo of sia painted all stripey like ^^^

edward sharpe and the magnetic zeroes were just cute. jade is the sweetest little thing ever, she was just grinning for the whole performance. i had to leave half-way through to get to crystal castles but i did hear "40 day dream" and as i left i heard "home"and sang along as loudly as possible.
crystal castles was perfection. i can't even describe it, but i'll try. everyone was bumpin' and grindin' and - this is completely true, ask anyone in that moshpit - i went in relatively dry and came out completely sopping wet. not much of it was water either. or my sweat. it was so gross but it was so much fun. whats more, alice (the singer for cc) had a broken ankle and her doctor wanted her to cancel her show but she decided to be a mega babe and trooper and came on with a broken ankle. her performance was so amazing. i can't even explain why. you semi had to be there.

^^^mah pal on the shoulders of a kind fellow at crystal castles^^^

this happened three months ago, aswell, so i'm a tad foggy on the details. but i fully recorded a couple of videos of various bands and such but my phone totally died a week later and i lost everything! except for one photo. this glorious object was one of the highlights of my day.

^^^the reason we live^^^

and last but not least iggy pop. i was there for about twenty minutes before i got absolutely mauled by the two fat biker guys in front, either side and behind me. frightening but totally worth it. he got all these people to come up on stage, i was so so jealous. he's so fit for a man of his age. still performing with no shirt - hotttttttttttttttttttttt. 

^^^iggy pop being uber babin'^^^

perfect shot, may i just say. groovin and grindin his way about the stage. i so totally wish i could return to that day, it was so great. until next time, lads, and let me tell you that there most definately WILL be a next time. 

captain stupid sword and bob the dinosaur

Back from the iTunes Live ARIA Awards, Concert Sessions. The lovely father was nominated for Best Children's Album - but naturally The Wiggles won. Again. For the third time in a row. I severely dislike them. But that doesn't matter! I don't want to insult anything that anyone out there really quite enjoys, but honestly I think that The Wiggles time has come and it's time for Justine Clarke to make her way to the top. Which she has, she's the most lovely person ever and an amazing actor and singer, but I'm not advertising am I? I'm blogging! (finally...)
So yes, the iTunes Live ARIA Awards, Concert Sessions. Let's just call it the iTunes thing, yeah? There was about ten minutes of award time and an hour of live music, whelp!!
Boy & Bear opened and ooh, they were so so good! I'd never really listened to them before but in between trying to ignore the pain from my feet and trying to figure whether they were an Indie-Folk or Indie-Rock band (we decided on the folk,) I decided that not only do I really quite like them but that they sound like the Fleet Foxes - a plus, 'cause the Fleet Foxes are so in my top ten bands - and that the lead singer is quite the looker. I got a little smile from him after the set, and now I think about it I should've gone and introduced myself. Dayum.
They played for about half an hour and each song was better than the last. The four part harmonies were so completely amazing, you could see the concentration on their faces. I probably would've been transported into some crazy world where I would have the sudden urge to start writing songs again, but I was outside and amongst people and I didn't want to start mouthing words - I was already getting funny looks for my boots and bedsocks.
The awards were next and then Washington. She was so energetic and had the coolest shoes ever. Her voice is so strong, but I thought I could hear a bit of straining towards the end...she was gorgeous though. She had this cute pixie cut and wicked piano riffs and her bass players bass was the most awesome colour. Salmony orangey reddy pinky colour, gorgeous and I am so jealous I want it. He looked like my friend Jake. Kinda creeped me out, but yeah.
I miss live music so much, but I'm so hoping I'll get my live music fix soon enough. Keep reading lovelies, I haven't completely given up on this blog yet !



Rock It - Little Red





Scattered Diamonds - Hungry Kids of Hungary


Enjoyyyyyyyyyyy x

alligator

I have a new favourite band. I've been listening to them for a while now, but I never really let myself indulge in them because I didn't want to get sick of them. I've realised that when I like a song or a band and I put them on repeat and listen to them over and over for about a week or two until I absolutely can't bear the thought of them. I dislike this!
So, the band in question is The National. The Cincinnati band - which, btw, makes them even that more likeable because I absolutely adore saying 'Cincinnati' in a really bad American accent - has this glorious sound. It's kind of like a mixture between Band of Horses and The Who. 
Honestly, I don't know why it reminds me of those two bands but it just does. So, like all my favourite bands, its comprised of two sets of brothers plus one. Eep, brotherly love! Aaron and Bryce Dessner (guitar, bass and piano for Aaron and guitar for Bryce) and Scott and Bryan Devendorff (Scott bass and guitar and Bryan drums) and the plus one, my personal favourite, Mark Berninger. His voice! Melt my heart, why don't you?
But, anyway, as I was saying. I don't want to indulge myself in them because I don't want to get sick of them. I love them too much too let my ears become bored of their sound. Kinda like a hot bath, let yourself in slowly and then you can indulge. Bad analogy, I know but ssh, who cares.
So yeah, thats my latest news. I just think that they're something special and unique, like most bands, but more. They can put me too sleep but they can wake me up, they can make me calm or get me psyched. However, I don't think they make the cut for Barney Stinson's "Get Pysched Mix!". Pity.

P.S "I was afraid I'd eat your brains, because I'm evil" = greatest most creepiest lyrics ever.

hear it here, part 11

I have to play this for my trumpet exam. The part that immediately comes in, yeah, the fortissimo high A? Yep, that.

hear it here, part 11

i want to meet the walrus, part 2

Her Majesty. I actually have no idea what this song could be about. Just a little fun song. But I'm truly curious. So, 'Mean Mr Mustard' and 'Polythene Pam' originally had this inbetween them but when Paul heard it he didn't like it and asked for it to be edited out. When you listen to 'Her Majesty', the first chord is very strong and full and is, infact, the last chord of 'Mean Mr Mustard', and it ends so abruptly because it's real last note is tacked onto the beginning of 'Polythene Pam'.
I didn't completely comprehend all of this, when I first read it, but then I did some tinkering of my own and made a playlist on iTunes with these three songs and put 'Her Majesty' in the middle and it all worked out quite nicely.
Again, 'Her Majesty' has played some more trickery on us. Originally, 'The End' was to be the final track on the last album ever recorded by The Beatles, but the engineer who cut out 'Her Majesty' obviously didn't want it to be completely destroyed so he recycled it to the end of the tape, making 'Her Majesty' the sly last track on the Abbey Road album.
Paul has also admitted that he had a bit of a crush on Queen Elizabeth as a boy, and when he met her on the 26th of October, 1965, to receive their MBEs he was asked what her thought of her. He replied: "She's lovely. She was very friendly. She was just like a mum to us."
Oh, Pauly, U QT!

shwingers and shvingers

I think that, and I'm sure I've said this many a time before, Australia definately comes bottom when it comes to band tours. King of Leon is going all over America with the Black Keys. SP00N is going around England with The Doors and gaaaaah unfair!

But, in my despair I looked up the lineup for 2011 Big Day Out and I'm pretty sure it's going to be sah-weeet. From what I can see and from the update and leaks from various people it looks like the Gorillaz will be there, eep, as well as The National and M.I.A and Kings of Leon???????? Squeeeeee!

If this is true I am so getting a ticket no matter what. That is all for now, I felt bad for not blogging. Apologies. I don't even have any good youtube videos for you cause of friggin' school work. Tear. But I'm just gonna budge you guys again and link you to my tumblr? Yey!

P.S If you haven't noticed, Kings of Leon are my latest craze. I know they've been around for ages but only recently have I started to listen to them and I really quite like it. I can't explain it, something about their definite beat of music and the singers voice just gives me nice chilllllls down my spine. Whats more, they're all incredible babes.

i want to meet the walrus, part 1

A couple of months ago my dad, knowing my utter obsession with The Beatles, bought me their book A Hard Day's Write. It is absolutely amazing. I don't know what I orginially though the Beatles had in mind when they wrote their songs, but it sure wasn't what was actually going through their mind.
And so, because I think that a little knowledge about the meaning behind songs is always good, we're going to play a game.

No, not really I lied. Every week until I run out of Beatles songs I'm going to write what I thought a particular song was about. Underneath, the real story behind it. If you guys have any suggestions or songs you want to know or thoughts you had on why that song was written, tell me!
First song: Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band. 

I always figured it was just some little song about Pauls secret childhood friend or something like that, Sgt. Pepper. Then, with four minds plus some working together they got the Lonely Hearts Club Band. Yeah?
Kind of...Paul McCartney created Sgt. Pepper and his band to give the Beatles more freedom with their music. Thats a legit reason I think.
In November of 1966, Paul had had to wear a fake moustache so as to travel in cognito while travelling in Nairobi. On the flight back, Sgt Pepper was conceived. This led Paul to believe that the Beatles would be so much more free is they opted for this group disguise. However, by the first song on the album the trickery was found. Their disguse didn't last through the reprise either, although it
succeeded in giving the impression to many people that Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band was a 'concept album,'".  George Martin says that the songs have absolutely no connection at all, but that doesn't matter to most...doest it?

Next Song: Her Majesty

hear it here, part 10

New favourite shower song, hells to the yeah

hear it here, part 9

So...I've been a bit not good on the weekly music fave have I?

Well, back into action, men! Let's get crackin'!

I'll blog more tomorrow, cross your fingers I don't go to school pleassseeee

a peanut was walking down the street when he was jumped and A-SALTED

Really quite overdue, but Band of Horses! I admit, they weren't as amazing as Grizzly Bear but were still pretty darn good. The bass player played bass like a bit of a douche bag and seemed to base his appearance around Bono. I don't suggest this for future performaces, Rob Hampton, you look weird.
I didn't really know what to expect. I was quite ignorant of any knowlege about them, only things I assumed or had shamelessly Googled.
But they did put on a good show and did have a good vibe. Plus, what's more, I got a t-shirt! Yay for cheap merch!
I'm ashamed to say that I can't really remember much because it was a little while ago...seven days, to be exact. Basically, the point is they did put on a spectacular performace. They were fun to see, I would definately see them again and Joe Arnone I want to marry you.
BUT GUESS WHAT!!!!
My brother turned eighteen not three days ago (yes, yes, happy birthday best wishes blah blah) and he's having a small get together and he asked me to play bass for him. So now, with him knowing I wasn't all that knowledgeable on the 12 bar blues, he gave me a good lesson and I am fully prepared for any blues thrown my way.
I also realised I gave the wrong link to my tumblr...oops, so for the proper link click here and make yourself comfy.
I leave you with two things.
Numero 1: Should I buy a ticket to the Gorillaz ?!?!???!???!!!!????!?!??!?!?!?
Numero 2: Get That Week State of Mind, Grizzly bear vs Jay-Z.
Enjoy, lovelies.

can you play slow life please

They drank beer and cordial instead of water, they conversed with single people in the audience, they blew the minds of Sydney-siders for the fourth time that year and will continue to do so for as long as they are here. Their music was amazing, their performance was outstanding and their whole being just wondrous.
I didn't know what to expect, were they gonna be as good as they were last time and are they gonna make me feel all funny inside?
They did it all plus some.
After a trek and a half in the rain to get there and prays to the working gods that Allya's friend was working there (which, by the way, she was and so was her other friend but just wait!) we got to the Enmore, showed our tickets and walked into the theatre.
There was one of the two support bands playing, I can't remember what they were called - sorry, no harm meant - and we stood around and waited for Allya's bossmanfriend to turn up. Which he did. And he took us to the barrier. Separating the people who didn't get tickets that would get them to the front. And looked at a guy. And we got stamped. Just like that. Needless to say, we got in and had front and a half row standing positions. BOO-YAH!
So yeah...standing there, waiting for the second band to finish. They were actually quote good, similar to the Dirty Projectors but not as good - again, sorry, no harm meant - but still good. I can't remember their name though, I think I'm having an early onset of memory loss.
Anyway, standing and swaying and then lights go dim and everyone screams and yells and woowoos and Grizzly bear comes on and oh my gosh I think that I may faint because in that three seconds that it takes for Christopher Bear to walk across the stage I have fallen even more and more in musician love with him! He had the cutest new haircut but thats not important. (It is kind of but shh, thats for me talk to myself about...)
Grizzly Bear's music has a way of numbing the mind and making one forget anything bad that has happened. I've been told that I need to say why. Why is their music amazing? Why are they all so awesome? Why is Chris Bear's new haircut so cute? So I will simpify and expand.
Their vocal chords are amahzing and their harmonies just make me wish I could do that. Each of them is doing their own thing on stage but they are still so in tune with eachother and seem to know whats gonna happen.
At one point, they had a backstage person headbanging to "Two Weeks".
People say that musicians who just stand still while performing are boring and lack the animosity needed to perform well but in this case I must say I disagree. Daniel Rossen, who sings and plays guitar/piano, moved only a little and I couldn't seem to stop looking at him. He looked so calm and collected, occasionally smiling and sharing a joke with Chris Bear (!!!!!!).
They all work so hard and to their full extent. I'm yet to see a band who makes me feel the way they do. They make me happy.
I'm scared I'm going to repeat myself, after all it is early, so maybe I'll quit now.
In a nutshell, Grizzly Bear kicked ass.

im cyber sorry

My gawsh what a horrid blogger I have been! I can't even begin apologise enough. I don't have an excuse except that I've been busy and had nothing to write about, but pfft that's not good enough.
I still don't have anything exciting that has come to my head and I haven't had some amazing realisation of what music does to you but I can say that next week beginning Sunday is going to be so flippin' hectic!In a good way, of course.
I'm seeing Grizzly Bear (eeeeeeeeeeepppppppp!!!!!!) on Sunday, then montueswed it's my school musical and I'm playing bass so thats two nights and one day and would be three nights but Thursday I'm seeing Band of Horses (double eeeeeeeeppppppp!!!!!!).
Apology enough? I need to grovel some more? Okay fine. How do I plead?



So, anyways, whats da gosss guuurrrlllfrrraaannn? Allya, my ever lovely music supplier has introdued me to the wonderful world that is mashups. Wu Tang Clan vs The Beatles, amahz, Gorillaz vs Marvin Gaye and SHEEWW MUUSHHH MOOORREE.
But my last post, that wasn't completely shitty, was about all my music from my old computer ?!? So yeah, it is the biggest blast from my past in a while. All this crazy stuff like Alicia Keyes and Jack Johnson and things I didn't even know I listened to like the Sugababes, makes me laugh a bit. Oh, and Jamelia's Superstar. Best. Song. Ever. I have a birthday card from a while ago and my friend drew a picture of me singing along to it. Looovee it.
Anyway, this is just a catch up.
I'll be better with posting I promise. If you wan't proper good normal less sporadtic posting go to my tumblr, yeah? Coolios.
Ohh, I've missed this. It's nice to be back.