what's new

Hello Darlings,
So, it’s been a while. Sorry about that. Lot’s going on. What’s new with you? Me, you ask? (and thank you very kindly for asking) Oh, nothing except funemployment. Also this thing called Warped Tour, maybe you’ve heard of it. I will be working on it a couple of days next week. GLEE! But seriously, enough about me.
IF you’re going to Warped, I highly recommend stopping at the rock for health booth. Why? Because it’s awesome, and I said so. But really because they are doing amazing things, namely getting artists healthcare. This is very, very important, which is why I’m volunteering with them. Everyone knows a sick artist doesn’t perform as well as a healthy one. Their site is pretty cool too. It has lots of useful tips for people on the road, rockstar or not. It’s handy to keep in your browser. Just a thought.
My new music obsession…El Jezel. But I may be biased. So what?!? This is one of my favorite songs off of the Warmer Frequency album. I also really dig “Siberia”. I got a chance to hang out with them after their show this weekend and had a blast. We had a little impromptu shindig at their rehearsal space. Good times had by all. Warmer Frequency is their second album, and they also have an EP. It’s all good music, and they’re good people. So click on over and check them out.
Cupcake kisses & chocolate frosting wishes
Lola

it's been a long time

So, I'm moved into my new place...Yay! It's a-mazing. My roommates are exceptional and sweet. Right now, I'm sitting on my bed listening to the new Two Tongues album and eating peach rings (nutritious). The album is OK. It got rave reviews as it being the best material that Max Bemis (of Say Anything) or Chris Conley (of Saves the Day) had ever put out in their previous efforts. WRONG! Is A Real Boy is an amazing album, damn near epic, but not quite. I admit that parts of it are a bit histrionic, but given that's where the Bemis' head space was, it was pitch perfect. And yes, I'm biased, it is one of my favorite albums. But I didn't even bother with Defense of the Genre. Wasn't impressed. Maybe it is true that genius is a step away from psychosis. I'm glad that Bemis is more balanced now, but it doesn't make for any interesting songs, sadly. I suppose I'd rather have luke warm songs then the singer being committed again. I digress.
What I'm looking forward to hearing is the new Meg & Dia album. I haven't heard it at all yet so I don't know what I'm in for so we will see. It's supposed to be their most personal album yet. I'll let you know after I listen to it.
The other day, at the record store, we noticed something interesting. It seems that what ever music you are into in your adolescence, tends to be an indicator of your musical tastes for the rest of your life. My first albums were: Tragic Kingdom, Jagged Little Pill, Garbage, and Sheryl Crow. All on cassette. Spiderwebs came on the loud speakers at the store and memories of me dancing on my bed with the hair brush singing along with Gwen Stefani all came back. Everyone remembers their first album, it's like a first kiss, it can be amazing, or embarrassing. What was yours?
While I like a lot of indie pop, classic rock, etc., I still have a special place for girl fronted rock bands. Can't help it. It's at my musical core.

...and you turn yourself about, that's what it's all about!

So, I get to stay in NY, for the interim, and man, am I excited. Still have to work on the J-O-B thing, but I'll work it out. In the mean time, to keep you entertained, check this out. It's great.

It all comes back in the end

Have you ever wondered why that when you fall asleep on the subway, you always wake up the stop after your destination? It's a pain in the ass, I say. It's bad enough that I'm coming home at 4 in the morning, but I can't even catch a nap for the 30 mins I'm on the train. Boo.
In other news, my roommates are turds. That's right, turds. For those that aren't aware. I sleep on the couch at a friends house because the apartment that I was living in kept flooding. These "friends" were quite insistent that I stay with them b/c of a shitty living shituation (get it?). Anyway, shortly after I found out I was getting laid off from my job...sad trombone. At this point life pretty much sucks. I have all the regular crapfests that are adulthood (read: student loans, bills, etc.), then this. Peachy. The cherry on top is that it's apparent that one of the roommates doesn't like me but he's too two-faced to admit it. Hmmm.....
The kicker of the whole thing, the two "friends" told me today that the others feel like I've moved in as a roommate, um, newsflash, I pay rent. I mean I sincerely don't want this to be a permanent thing, trust, but this economy ain't exactly booming for jobs. So, to ameliorate this they want to triple what I pay (to sleep on the couch) and ideally me out, altogether, in two weeks. Now it may be because I'm not from here, but are all new yorkers this loathsome and opportunistic. I would understand if I were sitting around all day, but I go to work, and interviews, and clean up after myself, and generally stay out of the way. No, I think my roommates are just turds!

je cherche un homme

I read an interview today about how we (this generation) tend to wait til we have a shit together before we start seriously dating. I think thats admirable. That's where I am in my life right now. I'm working on getting mhy shit together before I am even ready to deal with another person. However, I'm not saying that I wouldn't like to wake up next to some *gorgeous man. I really would, but all the other stuff is too much of a hassle at this point. Maybe I'm too picky. I'm well aware that I have high standards and a type, but that doesn't mean I'm going to settle in some attempt to seem less neurotic. I just want a fun nerd that I can fog up his glasses. I like 'em nerdy. Oh yeah!
*I realize that my idea of gorgeous may not be the conventional ideal but that's how I roll.

I consume therefore I am

New York City has tought me alot about style and what it is to have it. I would like to think that I do, however living out of a suitcase tends to cramp ones style as well as wrinkle it. I tend to be unhappy with my style because everything that I love most about it is boxed up and stored in a different state. Boo! All my fabulous jewelry and costume pieces. I have tons of wigs because I like to change my hair so often that I had to find a healthy alternative then dying it every color of the rainbow (to be fair I haven't done blue or green, but I'm not opposed to it). I saw a white wig today and wanted it. White hair is my new obsession. We're talking Warhol white. My hair will not turn that color no matter how hard I could possibly try so we're going to get a wig. I also miss my kick-ass headbands. I definately have a distinct style that's hard to pull off and expensive to replace. So that is my defense for lack of style as of late.
In other news, I just finished a book called Freakonomics and it was good. One chapter talked about what peoples names mean and how they can indicate their socioeconomic status. That fascinated the crap out of me. I realised how true it was. My name is considered low-end but I never liked it anyway. I could just never figure out what to change it to. But it could be worse. My name disseminated from higher class at one point, my name was never made up. I saw this girl on her way home from work with her name tag still on, and she was named after liquor, so my parents I guess didn't do too bad. However, if I were to change my name what should it be?

son of a birch tree

So it's been a really crappy couple of weeks, and to top it off, in the middle of the night, my intern boss, the one i've been working for for six months, without pay, emails me that it's not going to work. Seriously?!?!? I'm not that hurt b/c she wasn't teaching me anything anyway, but at least, at the very least have the balls to say it to my face and in person. You owe me that. I've been working my butt off for you, trying my very best to keep it together while you were distracted by the first thing that walks by. If I have to run everything by you per your request, when would I be allowed to take initiative? It's better to ask forgiveness then permission, but I'm so over this!