Fandom Five (A Very Special Episode of Friday Five)

So fucking perfect. Jeeze, it's like they can read my mind. So early...

1.) What fandom do you center on most?
Kaiser Chiefs, specifically Rickers (my own invention merci beaucoup)

2.) Do you contribute to it much (write fanfiction, draw fanart, participate in online communities and discussions)?
I write about R constantly, I listen to KC constantly (kind of), and I'm a member of mulitple communities. As for the examples listed, no not so much.

3.) Do you think that such things are good or harmful to the fandom and why?
Sure. I never read the fanfics because they're either slash or full of mary jane's but if it keeps the interest up, why not? The boards, I think, are especially important. Not that I'd do any of that stuff. I'm chicken.

4.) Do you think its good or harmful for the original creator?
Well given the fandom I'm apart of, no, not harmful. And just in general (like with TV shows and Harry Potter) no, not harmful.

5.) Why do you like this fandom in particular?
Ricky. The music. The bouncing. The craziness of Nick and R. Ricky.

Billboard

Here's something to chew on. I'm off to bed. Stupid bloatyness.

Ricky/Chuck

This is the man who made my heart melt in fifty thousand different ways and sent me over the edge. I don't care that he changes his appearance a whole heck of a lot, but those pictures are who a fell for. Not the new him. I don't mind the new him, he's still a sexy beast. But if you ever wonder how I could be so frickin' bonkers about someone as straight laced as R looks now, well I suggest you look at those pictures. Also bonus points to stickyhips___ for putting it so...beautifully: "Oh, the sheer fucking beauty ♥" and double bonus points to diva_chic_mandy for making the post.
In other news Chuck (or Chaz if you're Sophs) West is still a smarmy ass bastard,whom I hate. I have a concert on Friday if I have any say in my life, that will be the last time I ever have to deal with his... abject, apple-polishing, beggarly, bootlicking, brown-nosing, complacent, compliable, compliant, cringing, crouching, deferential, enslaved, flattering, groveling, ingratiating, kowtowing*, mealy-mouthed, menial, obeisant, oily*, parasitic, parasitical, prostrate, servile, slavish, smarmy, sneaking, sniveling, spineless*, stipendiary, toadying*, toadyish, truckling, unctuous bastard ass (thank you thesaurus.reference.com).
I really needed that pic spam.

End of the Year

I refuse to believe it's the end of the year. Somehow I just can't believe it could possibly be the end of the year. There hasn't been any drama thus far, which always marks the end of a successful year (har har har.) But honestly. It just doesn't feel like I've been out of school for a week. I keep waiting for class. Or for mums to wake me up at 6am. Either/or. So there ya go. It isn't really the end of the year. Just try and contridict me.
Umm...here are some lyrics (they're fun!...sort of):
"Through The Dark"

As I walk away
I look over my shoulder
To see what I'm leaving behind

Pieces of puzzles
And
Wishes on eyelashes fade

Oooooh!
How do I show all the love
Inside my heart

Well this is all new
And I'm feeling my way through the dark

And I used to talk
With honest conviction
Of how I predicted my world
I'm gonna leave it to to star gazers
Tell me what your telescope says

Oh what is in store for me now?
It's coming apart

I know that it's true
'cause I'm feeling my way through the dark

Try to find a light on somewhere
Try to find a light on somewhere
I'm finding I'm falling in love with the dark, oh yeah

Oh oh what do I know I don't care
Where I start

For my troubles are few
As I'm feeling my way through the dark
Through the dark
I'm feeling my way through the dark

I'm bored:

MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spend thrift.

Ricky Kaiser

"That Ricky Kaiser gets on my tits... why can't he decide if he's fat or thin? Bastard..."

~ Oscar Wilde on Ricky Kaiser [From the Uncyclopedia article on The Kaiser Chiefs]

Go read. Laugh. Don't laugh. I'll continue listening to music. Life is good.

Really

Something to wake up to. Kind of like this. Except less awkward.


"Really" --- Nellie McKay

Am I sad
Not sad enough really
Am I mad
Not mad enough clearly
Am I
Complacent
Completely
Lacking in sincerity
Yes indeed I am
Am I tough
Not tough enough really
Am I rough
Not rough enough nearly
Am I lying here
On the ground
Watching you get pushed around
Yes indeed I am
Really
I don't know why
I'm such a wimp
I realize
I'm just your pimp
But what can I do
What can I do

Am I small
Not small enough really
I feel lame and cirumspect
I feel your pain and yet
I feel sympathy
Empathy
It's just that I'm super busy right now
Really

I don't know why
I'm such a shit
I realize
This doesn't help a bit
But what can I do
What can I do

Am I bad
Not bad enough really
I feel angry and upset
I could write you a small check
Look I wish you luck
And here's you're buck
It's just that I'm a yuppie fuck
Yes indeed I am
Really

Driving Again

Just in case you live in No. VA area: I'm driving. I don't like changing lanes. And "they" (my parents/Sophs) won't let me listen to music. So I'm a little spacey. Be careful.

Fangirlish Glee

I've cleaned up most of my room. I must admit it's rather odd seeing the carpet. Or at least more of the carpet than usual. I'd say I can see about 80% more carpet than this morning. Very odd indeed.
Now onto the fangirlish glee bits:
Please pay attention to the right nostril. (This just feels really funny.) See the little silver thing? The thing most people would call a nose stud? Yeah. I've always liked it but never payed huge attention to it. There are other things about the pictured person that I'm more interested in. In any event it seems that some people care a little too much about this part of the man's wonderful features (no matter what my mother says.) In fact there's a petition. Which is rather scary. Even I wouldn't go that far. And I signed the one for him to shave for christ's sake. In any event, while some have signed it (including a fake Nick Hodgson and a fake Paul Smith) I will not. I'm not quite that crazy. And if he wants to go all straight lace, pro-authority, blah blah blah, fine by me. Just so long as he doesn't grow a scary mustache/beard like Brandon Flowers. :nods: Doesn't that face just kill you??? God I love that man.
"KWN [Keane Weekley Newsletter] EXCLUSIVE!
We asked Keane frontman Tom Chaplin how he takes his tea. In fairness, he didn't answer the question directly but, hey, it's still an exclusive: 'Well, the *weirdest* tea I've ever had was this morning here in LA - apricot and ginger with honey and fresh lemon. Works wonders for voices, which is handy in my line of work.'" This is what makes me happy. The little things in life. A silly petition, a weird comment about tea, seeing my bedroom carpet. So what if everyone thinks I'm crazy? When I'm really depressed it's the little things in life that keep me going. :nods: Isn't it great to be so vastly smart? I feel better already.

Under the Iron Sea

Somewhere in the refrain for "Leaving So Soon?" I swear to god Tom must have to do something down there to get that high. For fucks sake! He has to. That's definantly into lady range. But yeah. I got Under the Iron Sea. Yay!!
A Notice to Kaiser Chiefs: HURRY THE FUCK UP. I mean this. If a new CD doesn't come out by...November (hopefully sooner) I'm going to get pissy. I mean really pissy. Yes I'm impatient but it's been well over a year since Employment came out. I know, you've been touring, but I don't care. You're deadline, at the latest, is Christmas. After that I'm going to start complaining very loudly. So there.
Last day of school. Mostly B's, a few A's, and one C. Not bad, not bad at t'all. Mucho better than last year. No near failures!!
I'm so frickin' hyper right now. I have no idea why. You know that venti Frappacino couldn't be the cause...
A demain mes copains. A demain!

Linky poos

Since I can't seem to get my shit together here are some links:

R!!! Number 13. Yeah, seeing these kinds every once in awhile make me happy. Just so long as it's only one and only infrequently. Cuz ya know what? He's mine. Mwhahahahahahahahahahahaha (ah...too much caffeine too little stimulation)
Ugh. Pete Doherty sucks at life. More so than me. I mean he really sucks.

That's it for today. I've done absolutly nothing. But I only have a week of rest and repsite before the summer hits me I figure it's okay. Well vaguely okay. Until later me chers.

Quizzy

A real post may come later

If I were a...

If I were a month I would be: March

If I were a day of the week I would be: Tuesday

If I were a time of day I would be: 3:42pm

If I were a planet I would be: Pluto, which may not be a planet

If I were a sea animal I would be: A dolphin. mwhahahaha

If I were a direction I would be: Northeast

If I were a piece of furniture I would be: A comfy chair used for torture

If I were a sin I would be: Sloth

If I were a historical figure I would be: The underdog of music...who ever that is

If I were a liquid I would be: diet Coke

If I were a stone, I would be: quartz

If I were a tree, I would be: Fir

If I were a bird, I would be: fuck...a bird of some sort...a seahawk

If I were a tool, I would be: a jackhammer, cuz it's fun to say

If I were a flower/plant, I would be: lilly

If I were a kind of weather, I would be: a cool breaze in the desert

If I were a musical instrument, I would be: vocal chords, which are so totally musical instrments

If I were an animal, I would be: a frog

If I were a color, I would be: turquoise

If I were a condiment, I would be: ketchup

If I were an emotion, I would be: contemplative

If I were a vegetable, I would be: salad

If I were a sound, I would be: drumsticks hitting each other (uh one, uh two, one two three four!)

If I were an element, I would be: earth

If I were a song, I would be: modern way, shangri-la, jingle jangle, when the cows come home all mixed together

If I were a poem, I would be written by: a musician

If I were a food, I would be: chocolate

If I were a place, I would be: northern England

If I were a material, I would be: cotton

If I were a taste, I would be: salt, which is everywhere but unnoticable

If I were a scent, I would be: fresh laundry

If I were a religion, I would be: agnotstic...which is a religion from now on

If I were a word, I would be: cynical

If I were an object, I would be: a record/cd player...or radio

If I were a body part I would be: fingers (what a weird question)

If I were a facial expression I would be: ummm...

If I were a subject in school I would be: music theory

If I were a cartoon character I would be: sleeping beauty? cinderella maybe

If I were a shape I would be a: triangle

If I were a number I would be: 42

Sick Yet Again

I'm sick again. For the...3rd fucking time. And it's the same goddman cold. Fucking hate life at the moment. In any event I passed my PE final and made it through graduation. Speakers were pretty good. Gave Sophia a big hug afterwards. I will miss that girl. Crazy though she may be. Ugh. So sick.
I'm off. Remember: Ricky is God.

Thank You...

First off here are the set lists for Monday night's b'dawsome concert:

We Are Scientists
Lousy Reputation
Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt
Worth the Wait
Can't Lose
Callbacks
Cash Cow
It's a Hit
Textbook
Party time begins
This Scene is Dead (extra drummer from Arctic Monkeys [Nigel])
Inaction
The Great Escape

Arctic Monkeys
Riot Van
The View From the Afternoon
Still Take You Home
You Probably Couldn't See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me
Cigarette Smoker Fiona
Dancing Shoes
Who the Fuck are Arctic Monkeys?
I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor
Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secur
From the Ritz to the Rubble
Leaving Before the Lights Come On
Mardy Bum
When the Sun Goes Down
A Certain Romance (dedicated to anyone who's worn a Union Jack dress {not sure what that was all about})

So...where to begin? Sophs and I got there two hours early which meant we had prime standing places for the show. Unfortch for Sophs it was a little bit tight and she felt really uncomfortable so she left about half way through W.A.S's set. What she didn't miss was the "all girl mosh pit." I got to be apart of that, which made me realize how much I don't like mosh pits. Dumbass jerks...Anyhoo. Keith and Chris were absolutly wonderful. Here's what I scribbled on my set list: "God thing", "Mic stand", "Necklas on K (cross)." The God thing...basically Chris questioned Keith's relationship with God. The mic stand...seems Keith has been having some problems with his mic stands and inbetween one of the songs their techie came out to fix it. Chris brought up above fact and Keith said (paraphrasing) that he was just trying to live his mic stand. Really you had to be there. In any event I think I had my picture taken by Michael during one of the songs. I believe this because I was standing directly in front of him and the camera was pointing straight at me. I waved. The "moshing" kind of put a damper on the whole thing but this point must be made: After every single frickin' song Keith said thank you. That was so really fucking cool of him. I heart polite boys. Oh and just incase you were wondering: Chris wears goggles cuz he's just that blind, Michael drinks red wine on stage instead of beer and if Keith and Ricky were to join forces they could take over the world with their combined sexiness. Keith is second in line for marrying.
I left the front after WAS's set mainly because I was so uncomfortable. I tried to get back but decided that it was pointless and headed to the back were I hooked up with Sophs. I got lots of diet Coke and rocked out to Arctic Monkeys. Unlike with WAS, Arctic Monkeys have absolutly no stage presence. Alex is like a dead turkey on stage and when he deems to talk you can't understand him. It was kind of frustrating. But the band played brilliantly and Sophs fell in love with Alex. The odd thing about this concert is that instead of bowing down at the alter of WAS, the whole thing reconfirmed my hardcore obsession with Kaiser Chiefs. But the concert was really, really awsome. On a scale of 5 stars I give it 3 and1/2. That whole mosh thing sucked.

Sunday

Hmm...ARTHUR!!!!! Right see numbers 1-5 and 12?? Yeah that's the guy who plays Arthur in HHGG with whom I'm in love with (after Ricky obvs.) So in finding out he was in "The Office" (Brit style) makes him like 20 million times cooler than he already was before. And makes me happy. Also...RICKY!! I really <3rick style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">are absolutly brills...:sigh: Damn you Comcast for not letting me have BBC America!!! Anyhoo... I took the ACTs yesterday and this really old friend of my mine form elementary school (hence the really old bit) was taking it as well. We didn't say hi or anything but yeah...it was weird. She looks exactly the same only with slightly longer hair. But yeah it was really weird. Just another reminder of how freakin' old I am and all that good stuff. Ugh.
I'm tired. Here's a picture for y'all. It's R at GMU (Patriot Center...same thing.)
Yeah for guitar playing Ricky. (Hmmm...I wonder what kind of guitar it is...nice inlay on the head. :nods:)

Something/Some Thing

There's something about music that I've always loved. Even when I was little I would make up little songs to sing to myself by the nightlight in some weird version of something vaguely French. I've always seemed to love music. Even when I was doing ballet I really loved the music much more than I loved the dancing. There's just something in music, something pulls me, attracts me. I love music, I really honestly love music. It's a damn shame I can't get myself to practice more so I could be a music major. But it's not the playing so much. It's the listening. The disecting of the music. I really enjoy that. Learning about music, listening to music. There's just something about music.

There are some things that you don't forget. First book, first kiss, first car, first apartment, first boyfriend, lots of firsts. There are singular memories that won't be forgotten, little things said to you that will impact you forever. Actions and reactions that will linger. As much as I don't hold grudges some things that my Mum does won't be forgotten. The bold assumption that my life revolves around R, her own elephantine memory of everything I've ever done wrong. The way she makes me feel, good and bad. There are just some things that I can't let go of. The fact that she still doesn't trust me, her double standards. I don't think she says most of what she does on purpose but nonetheless her words bite. There some things you don't forget.

Gee Wizz

Umm...I guess it's been awhile since I last updated. Things have been happening which means that I've been busy so no time. I had my math presentation yesterday and that went well. I had choir rehearsal on Sunday. Today was June Jam, which was a total waste of time (all 30min I spent there.) Classes were really short save 5th which meant I got my full dose of history which was nice. I'm really going to miss that class next year. :prays she gets Vagts again: Lets see what else? I have my physics final tomorrow (100 mulitple choice) and my IB music final on Thursday. I have the second draft of my WL2 paper due on Thursday and we're having a party as well. Which means I need to tell Mums about that so she knows. Busy, busy, busy.
It's two weeks until the last day of school. Yesterday I got my senior photo taking date. June 26th. Fuckin' scary if you ask me. I'm not sure whether I'm actually ready to be a senior but I suppose I don't have much choice. I personally just can't believe school is almost over. God it's fucking scary. (New favorite phrase: fucking scary.)

THE STEREOTYPE SURVEY

[PREPPY]

[] You spend half an hour doing your hair.
[] You go tanning/laying
[] You watch The OC
[] You own something designer.
[] You love going to the mall.
[] You like Paris Hilton .
[x] You take your cellphone everywhere.
[x] You own an iPod and/or an MP3 player.
[x] You love Starbucks.
[] You love flip flops.

Total x = 3

[GOTH]

[] Red or black is your favorite color.
[] You have thoughts about death.
[] You wear chains.
[] You like heavy metal.
[] You love Hot Topic.
[] You have worn black lipstick.
[x] Your hair is dark. (But I can't help that. It's not dyed.)
[x] You dislike preps
[] You're an atheist.
[] You have/want piercings in unusual places

Total x= 2

[PUNK/SKATEBOARDER]

[] You skateboard/Use To
[] You wear plaid.
[] You love Converse.
[x] You think you're different.
[x] You hate MTV.
[] You like to mosh.
[] You have/had/want blue,red, purple, or green hair.
[] You love skater boys/girls.
[x] You hate pink.
[] You hate rich kids.

Total x = 3

[NERD/LOSER]

[] You love computers.
[x] You like Star Trek/Star Wars
[x] you wear glasses.
[] You get straight A's.
[x] You love reading.
[] You have a curfew.
[] You always do your homework.
[] You never cut school. (Lessons but never school)

Total x = 3

[EMO]

[] You're depressed.
[] You have black-rimmed glasses.
[] You like Thursday.!!!!!!!!!!!
[] You comb your hair in front of your face.
[] You cry easily.
[] You hate being called emo.
[x] You keep a journal/diary.
[x] You have written a sad poem.
[] You have had a sad MySpace layout.
[] You have cut yourself before

Total x = 2

[GHETTO/GANGSTA]

[] You like rap.
[] You wear Tag.
[] You say "nigga" frequently.
[] You drink often.
[] You wear rubberbands in your pants.
[x] You swear a lot.
[] You have said "fo shizzle".
[] You have been called a "playa".
[] You wear Converse with the tongue flipped out.

Total x = 1

[SCENE/HARDCORE]

[] You wear a bandana.
[] You love Pokemon, the Ninja Turtles, etc.
[] You never walk anywhere.
[] You wear slip-on Vans.
[] You like Norma Jean. (So dumbass. Yeah...I like Marylin Monroe)
[x] You wear band tees.
[] You love to "hardcore" dance.
[] Your hair has been dyed in more than one color.
[x] You will kill if called a satanist or goth
Total x = 2

"Extraordinary Machine" Fiona Apple (this one, the next one and the third one ditto)

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes
-And-
I certainly haven't been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot, it's a slow climb,
But I'm good at being uncomfortable, so
I can't stop changing all the time

I notice that my opponent is always on the go
-And-
Won't go slow, so's not to focus, and I notice
He'll hitch a ride with any guide, as long as
They go fast from whence he came
- But he's no good at being uncomfortable, so
He can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say,
I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens, so
- Everybody cares and wears the sheeps' clothes
While they chaperone
Curious, you looking down your nose at me, while you appease
- Courteous, to try and help - but let me set your
Mind at ease

(Chorus)

-Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?
-It's very kind
But it's to no avail; I don't want the bail
I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

"Waltz (Better Than Fine)"

If you don't have a song
To sing you're okay
You know how to get along
Humming
Hmmm

If you don't have a date
Celebrate
Go out and sit on the lawn
And do nothing
'Cause it's just what you must do
Nobody does it anymore

No I don't believe in the wasting of time,
But I don't believe that I'm wasting mine

If you don't have a point to make
Don't sweat it
You'll make a sharp one being so kind
And I'd sure appreciate it
Everyone else's goal's to get big headed
Why should I follow that beat being that I'm
Better than fine

"Parting Gift"

I opened my eyes
While you were kissing me once more than once
And you looked as sincere as a dog
Just as sincere as a dog does,
When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love

I bet you could never tell
That I knew you didn't know me that well
It is my fault you see
You never learned that much from me

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine
You were always good for a rhyme
And from the first, to the last time, the signs
Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted
It ended bad, but I love what we started
They said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted
It ended bad, but I love what we started

I took off my glasses
While you were yelling at me once more than once
So as not to see you see me react
Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again
So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back

I bet your fortressed face
Belied your fort of lace
It is by the grace of me
You never learned what I could see

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine
You were always good for a rhyme
And from the first to all the last times, all the signs
Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted
It ended bad, but I love what we started
They said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted
It ended bad, but I love what we started


"The Universal" (Blur)

This is the next century
Where the universal's free
You can find it anywhere
Yes, the future has been sold
Every night we're gone
And to karaoke songs
How we like to sing a long
Although the words are wrong

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you, well just let them go

No one here is alone, satellites in every home
Yes the universal's here, here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow is your lucky day
Well, here's your lucky day

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you, well just let them go

Well, it really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you, well just let them go

Just let them go

"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything?"

It's British!! Go Tesco!!

And one last thing...
"Hey you!
Could you ever fall for me
The way I fell for you" -- The Darkness "Friday Night"

Little Steps

So, I'm making little steps in my musical exploration. For instance I added 2 songs by Blur (The Universal and Stereotypes) another by the New Pornographers (From Blown Speakers), Belle and Sebastian (A Summer Wasting) and Ted Leo and the Pharmacists (Little Dawn.) I'm fairly proud of all this mainly because it gets me from listening to the same five bands, same five songs repeatedly. I also like adding depressing/cynical songs (The Universal. Not only cynical but has strings!) and songs from bands I already know I like. Anyhoo...little steps.

Random Thoughts

It's fun making up comments to pictures. I find it highly amusing. But then again I really need a nap. God I'm tired.

I'm fairly realistic
But my thought are out of lip-sync
when I say that I'm not one of those
who pass you by and fall in love with you -- Sondre Lerche "Counter Spark"

Good song. I like this bit in particular. Can't figure out why though...

Sleepy time for Norbert