May 05, 2006

mental piss stream (or, rock and roll and my liver again)

I just heard The Go! Team for the first time on Late Night Craig Ferguson... two drum kits, what is to be done with that? They blew me away! See them perform the song I heard, The Power is On, here. Very like, um, 70's with that touch of the Jackson Five meets the Fugee's meets Sesame Street meets, um, oh, I don't know the Smashing Pumpkins. Very nice.

I also saw, and actually like more, the most excellent WolfMother (listen to some of there music on their site... oh my, just good rock and roll makes me weak in the knees) on my love, Conan O'Brian (who by the way, is going to be in Chicago next week when I could go see him with Linney-Bob... but maybe we could go see Dave even though she is a Leno girl... I am all about the Letterman). Oh, and Pearl Jam was on Letterman... so it was a good evening as far as late night rock and roll goes.

Oh, pictures of WolfMother


um, and because I can, here is one of Eddie Vedder.

careful ladies... he has a wife and children.

I guess I just feel like a maneater tonight.(If you don't pick up on the rip on PJ at the end of that song you are really really really in need of some PJ culture people... and I mean PJ Harvey... and don't say "What song?" click the fcking link.)

*whispers in ear*
(Maneater, make you work hard

Make you spend hard

Make you want all, of her love

She's a maneater

make you buy cars

make you cut cords

make you fall, fall in love

Maneater, make you work hard

Make you spend hard

Make you want all, all of her love

She's a maneater

make you buy cars

make you cut cords

Wish you never ever met her at all)

Right Linnea? This is why we should never get married. So men will buy us cars.

It's funny how I am a mix between the above song and this one. And yes, I do really like Nelly Furtado.

Okay, so now I feel like since I have dropped all these rock and roll
shout outs to people I don't even know I need to um, yeah, Bill.
Bill. This is for you. Sorry I don't have a
picture of you with your shirt off where you are not poll dancing... ^_~



So, on to actual things occuring in my life. I was at the doctor today. I have been on the fence for awhile about going to Europe and am sure now that I am not going to do it this summer. I am hoping for next summer though. I pretty much have my course laid out for Italy, so picking up where I left off wont be hard. The thing is though, my cholesterol keeps rising and my liver is still not in good shape. My dad's reaction to this: "But you don't eat anything!" Yeah. What are ya gonna do? So, when I get back from NYC, we will see what is to be done about that.

It makes me angry. It makes me really angry. Thank God for music.

I am also feeling pretty blocked up emotionally about not being at graduation this weekend with my class, or to see my friends who came into town (Chattanooga) for graduation who I haven't seen in awhile, or to be at my housemates wedding shower. Head game, got to get my head game on.

I am in my anticapatory anxiety stage about May Term (which is going to rock). This, obviously, means I am watching Say Anything over and over and over and over. Optimism as a revolutionary act. Dig?

Lloyd is better than comfort food.

Posted by Deke at May 5, 2006 02:58 AM | TrackBack
Comments

Go! Team? yeah, they're pretty interesting... wolfmother? maybe... only heard one song, and it sounded kinda generic... new pearl jam? no way, man. what happened to Ten and Vs.? and that Bill guy... I haven't made up my mind about him... he's kind of an arrogant bastard, ya know? but he's a genius, so it's alright. anyway, I love you and miss you, Natalie!

Posted by: bill at May 6, 2006 12:13 AM

yeah, Bill is a genius. I can deal with you knocking the other groups I enjoy as long as you recognize that truth. ^_~

Posted by: Natalie at May 6, 2006 01:05 AM

May Term? Are you going to be here for may term?

Posted by: laura at May 7, 2006 12:47 PM

no, not there "here" but New York, with the other art people.

Posted by: Natalie at May 7, 2006 04:59 PM
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