I've obviously gotten out of practice of this blogging business, but I suddenly feel the urge to write...I'm homesick beyond belief. Perhaps that's not even the right word. I know that, were I to go home, it would still not be right. Things with my parents aren't particularly good and nearly all of my friends are scattered elsewhere in the country (or world) at this point. But I have an ache f
It's been awhile since I've been active on here! School's been pretty hectic with finals and whatnot, but now I've only got one more paper left, two weeks before summer classes start and likely a little longer than that before my job starts. I'll have nothing but time! (Literally...).Anyway, I've been getting into blues dancing lately which is incredibly fun (and sexy when done well). Unfortun
When I was younger, I was one of those annoying people who, when asked about my musical tastes, would respond with "everything but rap and country." I now believe that if people are introduced to the right artist, any genre could appeal to them. Or maybe, that's just how I work...At any rate, lately I've been finding myself listening to more and more country- or at least, country influenced- mus
I love the various chains of events that lead to the discovery of new music. Before coming back to New York, I was at my video store in Tacoma, WA (Stadium Video, check it out if you're near by). I know one of the guys there kinda well and trust his taste in entertainment, so when he said to check out a show called The Mighty Boosh, I did as I was told. To keep things short- I'm in love.Yes, lo
So, one of my favorite things about New York is the ease with which one can listen to the conversations of others...Tonight, I had dinner at a little Italian place on 2nd Ave. There was only one other party there, a group of three seated just below me as I was seated in a raised section of the restaurant. Their entire conversation was worth listening to for entertainment purposes, especially as
So I recently started listening to Sleater-Kinney again. I discovered them while I was in high school and they would've technically been my first concert (as opposed to No Doubt). Unfortunately I still had a curfew at the time and they took so f*ing long to take the stage that I couldn't convince my mom to let me stay out any later (she had already made two extensions at that point). I remem...
So, for some reason whenever I'm on here and feel like 'mogging,' high school moments come to mind. Today it was the senior year prom assembly. A band made up of three or four senior boys performed 'November Rain' with a few students from orchestra. I don't remember the name of the band, but it was headed by a guy named Ben Cooper. Let me tell you a little about Ben...Ben and I had gone to ele
My first concert was years ago now. But I've been thinking about it lately, and joining Mog brought it up yet again. It was junior or senior year of high school for me. At the time, I had a white Buick Century (1984) with tan interiors. It was a boat. But it could seat 6 people legally, seat belts and all. A small group of my close friends all went in on tickets to the No Doubt show happenin