So begins my alabee
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So hey, this seems pretty cool. I like blogging; I like music. What's that, you say? The heretofore static boundary between the two has been irrevocably blurred by savvy folk keen enough to notice that the same hand that presses the play button on an iPod could tap on a keyboard? Genius.
So I joined. I like music a lot. Maybe too much. I used to argue all the time with my ex-boyfriend about our separate-but-not-equal music tastes. As a chronic capitulater in that relationship I folded first, but since we broke up I've expanded and contracted to determine I am more than a sum of my constituent parts, rather like a bicycle. More about that later, but my main realization from those horribly stupid fights and the nuclear fallout following was that my music taste is mine and it is worthwhile. So there. But the best part of that is that I think other people have a more than worthwhile taste in music as well, and am looking for a fluid music exchange to keep myself occupied when I leave university and go out into the wide world, cap in hand and iPod in pocket.
What else spurred this decision to enlist in the mog ranks? I'm all about getting the sweet hookup to new music whilst dropping the occasional line of old. The integration between artists and fans here is pretty cool, with a lot of the fun of myspace friending paired with the chance that I might have something to say that's interesting to someone I admire.
So I guess I'll finish this introductory post with a word of introduction. My name is Nathalie. I like lots of music, and used to hold a position on my university's alternative music society's committee. Those were the good ol' days (of last month) but as I'm graduating in June the torch has been passed to the younger (fitter) generation. I'm just lucky to have had such an in to kickass music this last year, and I'd like to keep it up. Hence...this.
More about me later, maybe in a pseudo-biopic (with victim tell-alls and a youtube video of a kitten rolling in a shoe, I hope). Until then, I leave with the inspiration of this post's title in an embedded, poor quality mishmash at the bottom.
This song is top of my iTunes most played list. According to iTunes I've listened to So Begins Our Alabee 214 times. At 4 minutes and 15 seconds per play, that means I've spent 909 minutes and 30 seconds listening to this song, or approximately 15 hours. That is a lot of Of Montreal. I mostly attribute this preternatural feat to the time I spent in China over the summer, dancing in my boxer shorts and tennis shoes in my air conditioned room. Ah, memories.
So I joined. I like music a lot. Maybe too much. I used to argue all the time with my ex-boyfriend about our separate-but-not-equal music tastes. As a chronic capitulater in that relationship I folded first, but since we broke up I've expanded and contracted to determine I am more than a sum of my constituent parts, rather like a bicycle. More about that later, but my main realization from those horribly stupid fights and the nuclear fallout following was that my music taste is mine and it is worthwhile. So there. But the best part of that is that I think other people have a more than worthwhile taste in music as well, and am looking for a fluid music exchange to keep myself occupied when I leave university and go out into the wide world, cap in hand and iPod in pocket.
What else spurred this decision to enlist in the mog ranks? I'm all about getting the sweet hookup to new music whilst dropping the occasional line of old. The integration between artists and fans here is pretty cool, with a lot of the fun of myspace friending paired with the chance that I might have something to say that's interesting to someone I admire.
So I guess I'll finish this introductory post with a word of introduction. My name is Nathalie. I like lots of music, and used to hold a position on my university's alternative music society's committee. Those were the good ol' days (of last month) but as I'm graduating in June the torch has been passed to the younger (fitter) generation. I'm just lucky to have had such an in to kickass music this last year, and I'd like to keep it up. Hence...this.
More about me later, maybe in a pseudo-biopic (with victim tell-alls and a youtube video of a kitten rolling in a shoe, I hope). Until then, I leave with the inspiration of this post's title in an embedded, poor quality mishmash at the bottom.
This song is top of my iTunes most played list. According to iTunes I've listened to So Begins Our Alabee 214 times. At 4 minutes and 15 seconds per play, that means I've spent 909 minutes and 30 seconds listening to this song, or approximately 15 hours. That is a lot of Of Montreal. I mostly attribute this preternatural feat to the time I spent in China over the summer, dancing in my boxer shorts and tennis shoes in my air conditioned room. Ah, memories.
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