Lily Allen

So I know I've mentioned her before, but here's a little update. Since I've heard her two British singles ("Smile" and "LDN") I've really been wanting to hear the rest of her repetoire. So, in desperation, I googled "Lily Allen + american release" and came up with this article. Hooray for pitchfork and all, but what is it with February? I mean honestly, it's cold, it's shorter than all the other months and it has Valentine's day in it. In any event, I also feel rather stupid because I've been checking for Lily Allen on Yahoo! and kept coming up with nothing and then all of a sudden today there was the electronic EP. Oh well. At least now I can listen to the bitter sarcasam of "Smile" all the time. No longer will I have to troll through Pop Now to try and hear it. Besides, her site streams some of the songs off of the LP so I can listen to that as well. Isn't it nice? I think so. Now if I could just find that Kaiser Chiefs cover she did and everything would be complete...

My Number 1

Alison Goldfrapp has a lovely voice. And the song "Number 1" fits in perfectly with my current mood. :sigh: Someone please find me a guy...I don't want to make the effort, but I want one nonetheless. :sigh:
So let's get this link party started...
Kaiser Chiefs...when they were alive. The funny thing is, is that this set has far less emphasis on Rick than the original set from last fall. Mind you Peter Hill is no dope, so maybe that's why. But it's always nice seeing the rest of the band. Even when I say I hate them, I really love them all. The really funny thing is that last October, when that tour happened, I remember bitching and moaning about not being able to seem them, even though I had seen them with Foo Fighters earlier in the month. Ah, even when things seem to change they stay exactly the same
Cheese? Now I love cheese. This evident my repeating that I love cheese. Because I love cheese. But actually going into "independent cheese making" seems a bit much to me. Maybe I don't love cheese as much as Mr. James. Or maybe Mr. James makes enough off of royalties from Blur that he doesn't have to worry about how fucking crazy he sounds. Again, maybe it's just me, I don't know. And just incase you've forgotten, the article kindly reminds us that Kaiser Chiefs suck at life.
Anyway, that's it kids. Here's some eye candy that makes me cry...

I Know

Possibly one of the oddest songs in my collection, but I fucking love it. On a side note, Mike Skinner looks fucking scary.

"When You Wasn't Famous"

Ahhh see... Right see the thing that's got it all f*cked up now is camera-phones.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers, when I know they've
all got cameras?

When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.

The celebrity pages in papers don't tell tales that are always to the line of the truth.
It's 'til a line (of coke) at which most likely you'll have the time, or enough finance to sue.
Which is why it's so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop.
'Cos I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it's true
But I realised, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack.
My whole life I never thought I'd see, a pop star smoke crack.
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back.
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed when you slapped that man.

When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.

You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you liked me,
I really hoped that you'd stay.
Considering the amount of prang you'd done, you looked amazing on cd...uk.
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, zoom away (reeeoow).
I wake up high, (unknown) feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day.
But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it f*cking boring.
You taught me so much about how to deal with the (?).
And what version of a rumour would be next day everyone's story of me.
You taught me all the realities and "turn the page & ignore 'em".

When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.

Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer's number and unroll my bank notes.
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin'.
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out, I would've been mocked.
Which is ironic, 'cos in reality, standing next to you I look f*cking soft.
Whenever I see you on MTV, I can't stop my big wide smile.
And past the "children's appeal", I see the darkness behind.
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies.
I miss the bitchin' and shoutin', but I'm glad I got out in time.

When you're a famous boy, it gets really easy to get girls,
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt.
But, when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too,
it feels just like when you wasn't famous.

You can't keep f*cking popstars, we've got a f*cking business to run. There are industry repercussions,
Michael!... I know

Monday, Monday...

That's a good song by the way. Also entirely true, but I digress...
So today and yesterday I've been listening to the UK Launchcast Pop Now station. This mostly consists of reopening the page once my five skips run out because in all honesty I'm not much of a pop person. I have heard both of Lily Allen's singles (Smile and LDN) and I'm interested to hear what the rest of the album sounds like. Mind I don't know when she'll be releasing the album in the states, but I'll just wait. I've also heard some other cool songs. Nice change from my usual Indie Bands playlist. I must admit though listening to this station (and Indie Bands) confirms my belief that I really belong in the UK. Either that or I should pay more attention to the radio. Not sure which, though I prefer the former to the latter. Less blame on me. In any event, a nice little exploration for Nore.
MUN went well on Saturday. My simulation group passed a working paper which was super nifty. Loghman and I talked like semi-normal people. I don't honestly think it will go back to the way it was last year, but something is better than nothing. He was suprised to hear that I want to be a music journalist. He also said "so you're not going to settle down?" which I didn't get to really reply to because we were switching rooms and my chance to respond got lost in the hubbub around us. I was sort of suprised he would say something like that, but I don't know why. In any event I had a good time on Saturday which is the most important part. Mr. Vagts' wife is nice. :nods: Good times, good times.
Well I better get to work soon. Need to do a powerpoint on how the US took over Cuba finacially at the beginning of the 20th century. Good times will surely be had by all.

I'm sad...stupid Europeans

I'm a MUNer

So tomorrow will be my first Model UN confernce. Oddly enough (except not really) it's called "My First Model UN" or "My First MUN" for short. I told Farber about this and in his opinion this would be a great oppurtunity for me to work of my flirting skills. Or as he put I should "hit on guys tomorrow." Admitedly I see where he's coming from, but why on God's green earth does he even imagine that I would do that? My crazy therapist. Anyhoo, I'm going to be exhausted tomorrow. We have to be there at 8am and the conference doesn't end until 3pm. I'm wondering what I've gotten myself into. Thankfully I'm representing Canada so my job won't be too hard. I might even get to relax a little. Enjoy myself. Flirt with guys (hahaha).
So my friendship with Loghman is starting to peeter out. I'm rather depressed about this, especially considering how annoying he's being. I can understand if he doesn't want to be "friends" like we use to be. I totally get that. I just wish he would give some sort of explanation for why he's been acting to cold towards me. I always assumed things would end when we got to college, but now seems so soon. I don't. I'm mostly just frustrated with his behaviour. I guess I'll just have to get use to it. :sigh:
Hmm...Schools going well. That's it really. I have MUN tomorrow and Loghman's turned into an iceberg. I still like my teachers. Yup...life isn't so bad really. Until later mes copines.

Beta

Right, so I'm using blogger beta now. Look at the Kasabian video player I have now!! Marvel at the oddness of the clip for Shoot the Runner. Revel in Nore's coolness. Anyhoo...just a quick update.

Zombie

I'm so fucking tired. I mean I'm seriously exhausted. If I just get these quotes onto the page I can fill it out during bio tomorrow. God I'm fucking exhausted. Tomorrow was a long day for me. My computer was freaking out on me, I was all like social social, had model UN after school. Just really fucking tired. I'm def going to bed early without telling anyone. I really need to sleep. I'm fixating on the idea of my bed. Mmmm...
I read a story today in CW and Ms. Beauchemin really liked it. It felt nice not being critized. God I hate Tretheway. Stupid arrogant bastard. God...can you tell I'm tired? I can. Anyway it was nice. I liked my story. I like repetition. I like beds...
Night-night

Five Years

Has it really been five years? I can remember thinking it was a hoax, a prank. God...has it really been five years?
Five years ago the Strokes released their first CD. I was slowly spiraling down into my own oblivion, trying desperately to ignore the fact. Five years ago Kaiser Chiefs, Keane, Maximo Park, fuck, most of the bands I like, didn't exist, or at least not how I know them. Five years ago I was getting use to the fact that middle school wasn't going to be much better than 6th grade. If only I had known how much worse things would get. Five years ago I was truly naive.
Five years ago "Gilmore Girls" had been on for a year. The Bush administration had been around for a year as well. Five years ago reality turned into a movie. Even now it's hard to believe it happened. It seems so surreal. How does something like that happen? Real life isn't like that. Except now. Real life is like that now.
Five years ago Gorillaz came out with their self titled CD. I didn't even know who that was, let alone the band that preceded Gorillaz. There was so much I didn't know. I couldn't have known. But look at life now. What don't I know, that I will know five years from now? The world, day to day life has changed so much, so drastically in just five years. How much will have changed five years from now?
I was in chorus. Chris told the class, I didn't believe him. It wasn't until I got home that it really it me. Two buildings and thousands of people I had never heard of and never met had been destroyed. Five years ago.

MeMeHaMeFoStyCo

Here's another little experiment in doing my homework online. Except this time with more structure! Hooray! Anyway...MeMeHaMeFoStyCo!

Song: Modern Way
By: Kaiser Chiefs, from Employment
[what a huge fucking suprise that I picked that song...or for that matter any song by KC. Huge fucking suprise] [proceeds to do everything out of order because it's fun!]

Form: Intro, verse 1, verse 2, chorus, verse 3, chorus, outro
Meter: duple (possibly 2/4, could be 4/4)
Style: Rock, in the britpop vain. Heavy guitar, with keyboard and cow bell. (According to pandora.com: Electric rock instrumentation, subtle use of vocal harmony, a vocal-centric aesthetic, and minor key tonality) [all of which seem so damn obvious, I didn't think of them myself]
Harmonies: Some vocal harmonies. Background "aah" harmony at the end of verses 1 and 2 and during chorus.
Medium: Not sure at all. Recording?
Melody: Lead singers line. Aka what the lyrics are sung to.
Composer/Context: Not sure what the context is but the song was written by Nick Hodgson/Ricky Wilson (though technically it's written by the whole band, but I don't believe that for a minute)

Well there you have it folks. My IB music homework completed! Oh what joy...and I really don't believe the whole band wrote any of the songs. Maybe helped, but I wouldn't give them writing credit. Because I'm mean.

Songs! Yay! Songs!

1. If you could pick your own theme song, what would it be?
Modern Way because of the chorus
2. Now be honest...if others had to pick a song that described you, what would they choose?
Dunno...anyone have any ideas?
3. What song would be/was the first dance at your wedding?
Think About You (And I Like It) because it just sounds so damn romantic.
4. What song gets stuck in your head most often?
Depends on what I've been listening to. The toher day I had Spinto Band, and then yesterday it was Kasabian.
5. What song would you want played at your funeral?
Claire de Lune by Debussy, though I'd somehow make sure that all my favorite bands would get played as well, no matter how inappropriate it may seem.

Now, lets see...what's my favorite song today? Ugh, stupid music theory making me decide. Hmmm...Kaiser Chiefs or Franz Ferdinand...

While I Procrastinate

Here are some things to be looked at while I procrastinate. Just one more damn paragraph...just one more!

Such good boys
Load. Press "Gigs." Join me as I twitch and think evil thoughts
See, they have the right idea. Dunno if they're any good, but they have the right idea.
Dude, I totally understand that urge to repeatedly listen to the same thing twenty gazillion times in a row.
Oh Nellie McKay, you are my singing idol...along with some other people.

Well, I'm going to do my Bio. Have a nice night.

Oh Damn Me...

So, the second day went well. I like most of my teachers, though I'm worried about Ms. Croon. I just got this feeling that I'm not going to like the class. I'm sure I'll learn a lot (considering how I know nearly nothing about 20th century history) but I just feel like I'm going to be teaching myself. I don't want to have to do that my senior. In any event, all my other new classes (bio and music) went well. The new part of the school is really spiffy looking. The weird thing though, is that I kind of prefer the old parts of the school. The new part is just so shiny and new. Which is redundant, but it's so...sterile. The old part of the school has life, history. Sure, it's nice having doors and all that, but I dunno. I liked the curtains. I got use to them. Ah well, just have to get use to it. As for my IB music teacher, seems really nice, though different from Ms. Kirby (Holsten, Fuller). She has twin boys who just graduated from college, one of whom is working in the "music business." Yay for vagueness, but still intriguing. The class is about 80% bandies and 20% everyone else. In the chorus section there's only one alto. The rest are sopranos. Boo sopranos, hooray altos! What's neat though is that this one girl who I use to be friends, who's also in my history class, is in my IB music class and the reason this is all neat is because she knows who the Arctic Monkeys are. And she likes them, so all is good. Yeah, that's basically it. I'm listening to News and Tributes by the Futureheads. It's all good. Mr. Vagts' beard is a strap to keep is hair on and he has a posable Fidel Castro. I miss his class. But I have "sacred" reading time tomorrow for 45 minutes in Creative Writing so I have something to look forward to. And I am.

Update

Arctic Monkeys won the Mercury prize of 20,000 pounds which is totally unsuprising. Noenetheless, yay for the boys, they do deserve it. Mind you I'm still pissed about how last year worked out, but I'll live.
So yeah, the first day of school went well. I like all my teachers, I have lunch with Jackie which is uber awsome and that's it. The first day of school is never as interesting as you think it's going to be, soley because all the teachers do is go over syllabuses and school policy and all that kind of adminstrative stuff. We did do some stuff in English, but it was rather dry and so not very noteworthy. We actually did a little singing in chorus, where I learned that I either a) pick up on songs a lot faster than I thought I did, or b) I was the only person who had heard the song before and thus had an advantage over everyone else. I'm not sure which it is. Anyway, I think I'm going to like having chorus everyday. I must admit though it was weird being in the chorus room with the chorus people instead of the band room. Dunno, I suppose I'll get used to it. So that's it. Oh, but one last thing: So looking forward to Creative Writing. So, yay!
So many good songs and bands in the world, so little time and resources. Woe is me. :fake faint:
There's a reason it's called "embarrasing" but yeah...I've got a new song to hear :major blush:

:twitch:

Right. [pause] I'm fine. [pause] In a way. [pause] The possiblities of people dying are good, but I'm fine. [pause] And by people I mean the famous kind. :twitch: Maybe some not so famous people as well, but that's less likely. [pause] Yeah. [pause] I'm fine. [pause] Really, just fine. [pause] [longer pause] Here's a nice little article of evil. [pause] Then...oh then you'll see why my list has grown...
Franz Ferdinand reveal how much they hate me (oh I'm not self centered)
On a brighter note, Kasabian rocks at life. Unlike certain other bands I could mention. :cough:Kaiser Chiefs:cough: I'm going to play Solitaire now. Avoid reality. Ya know, live.

For F*ck Sake, Why Me?

Christ on a goddamn, motherfucking crutch. I feel like shit at the moment. I have all my resources for my history paper, thank fucking god, but I still have to write the goddamn abstract. School starts in two fucking days! Christ, christ, christ I feel like such shit. I'm nauseous and my intestines feel like they're going to explode. I'm listening to Keane for the first time since I found out about Tom going into rehab. Goddamn I hate school and it hasn't even fucking started yet. I'm cursing like a sailor I know. I'm just in such a foul mood right now. I can't even get mad at anyone. I wish I could. Something meaningless to be mad about. Alas nothing. In any event I don't know when I'll be updating again, so here are a couple of articles to gnaw on:
Pandora.com: or How Nore Discovered When the Cows Come Home
Pee Wee Herman, Rehab, and Tom from Kasabian, Oh My!
I Think my Peanut Bars and Oveltine have a special relationship...
Until sometime in the future, hopefully.