asimplechord: (Default)
I had some stuff to ramble about, but first:

A bajillion times more awesome than Milan Lucic's bank commercial.

+ I chose the next book club book. I picked Robin McKinley's Sunshine, because even though I've already read it, I feel like it's something that most people might like? IDK, we all have such different things we look for in books that none of us has really been pleased with any of the choices, so. Eh. At least I know I liked this one the first time through. Sent the email out, and immediately got a reply: but it's not available for Kindle. My reply: DOES THAT MEAN YOU MIGHT HAVE TO ACTUALLY BUY OR BORROW A PHYSICAL COPY? OH, THE HORROR!

~ A & I talked about playing hooky and going to the day game the Aeros play against the Rampage on 11Dec, but he just realized that he has meetings he can't miss that day. I sort of want to play hooky and go by myself anyway?

+ A+ to the waiter who served us at the Queen Vic, who brought me a glass of prosecco that was probably a good 8 oz, rather than the normal flute of sparkling wine. Also, he was pretty indulgent of a group of ladies who wanted a lot of wine and to occupy his table for longer than a normal dinner would take.

- Trying to decide about going to the Cobra Starship show in ATX tomorrow. I mean, I want to, because Cobra. But a) drive, b) so much shit to do on Saturday.

+ Possibly King Animal will be on repeat for a while. Or maybe just Non-State Actor. Thank you, Kim, Ben, Matt, and Chris.
asimplechord: (you heard that I was trouble)
a) BRMC's Live In London DVD is on sale. If you pre-order from the band's website, there's an immediate download of the audio files. I have no words for what the live version of Aya does to me. Just. Yeah. I'll be... over there. *waves helplessly*

b) Vacuuming, dusting, dishes are done. Laundry's mostly done.

c) 100 pages more read of Aftermath. I could pretend that I have something profound to say about it, but mostly right now I'm pondering how very small the world of punditry, analysis, and journalism is, given all the comments from other folks whose blogs I follow. Interesting to read Rosen's analysis of the surge in Iraq, and of Petraeus, and compare to previous authors' opinions.

d) Instead of writing my [ profile] yagkyas exchange fic, I spent the day pondering a GK Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves AU.

I can feel you judging me, and all I can say in my defense is that Alan Rickman was AWESOME in that movie.

And that you know you'd read a thousand words of shenanigans involving swordfights and ambushes in the woods if it included Brad blowing into Nate's ear when he's about to win the archery contest.

e) Gabe Saporta's love for Mikeyway will never cease to entertain me. He encapsulates everything that drew me to bandom bands, back in the day, before I realized bandom even was a fandom.
asimplechord: (fangs up)
It's been a while!

Since I last posted, I:

1. had a [ profile] why_me_why_not visit

2. induced said visitor to watch Generation Kill

3. saw Cobra Starship and Travie (twice). There were some other bands involved. I actually enjoyed I Fight Dragons for the novelty of using a Nintendo and DDR as instruments. Not so much the random addition of Jay Sean and other individuals to the lineup. You know your attitude is bad when a singer sarcastically thanks the ladies at the barrier who are obviously present to see the next act rather than him.

4. went to Bonnaroo. It was amaaaaaaaazing. We had VIP passes this year, so we didn't have to wait in the 16 mile line (no, really, sixteen miles on I-24 from the east, and another sixteen mile line on the opposite side of the highway, coming from Nashville), and our campsite was RIDICULOUSLY close to the What Stage. In fact, for the headliners' sets, we and others put our camp chairs out in front of the tents and partied instead of going into the paddock with the other 75k attendees. I've seen Kings of Leon before, but they were on FIRE Friday night - I guess it was the equivalent of a hometown show for them. Stevie Wonder and JayZ put on a couple of amazing sets. Weezer, The National, Gaslight Anthem, Regina Spektor, Against Me!, pretty much everyone I saw was awesome. I even saw The Young Veins' set. It was smoother, less disjointed, than the SXSW set I saw, and Ryan was better at being the frontman. There were a LOT of dudebros in the crowd cheering for them, and one yelled a request for Behind The Sea, which Ryan said he would play if only he could remember it, which made me LOL for multiple reasons. JWalk's flipflops returned, as you might imagine, since it was ~100F at Bonnaroo every day; Ryan Ross even broke a sweat. Slightly. After the set, I went over to the beer tent to get a cold one, and on my way back to the Which Stage, I ran into Andy, and talked to him for a bit about the Rooney tour and such. RyRo was there, standing off to the side talking to a fan, and as I was bidding Andy good luck their minder dragged them away for an interview with SPIN. IDK who they know at SPIN, but SPIN is giving them serious face time. Which, you know, good for them, I guess. I wouldn't care about it one way or the other if it didn't seem like Ryan Ross was trying to publicly retcon Panic At The Disco into something that only he and Jon Walker contributed to, artistically. That would be an interesting trick since JWalk joined the band well after the first album was released. And hit platinum, no? You'd think I'd be past being disappointed when he lies in interviews, since he was never my favorite. But apparently I'm still sort of invested in the douches after all.

Anyway. It was wicked hot all four days, and we ended up not staying for Dave Matthews Band (I know, ppl think I'm crazy but I am not a fan) on the last day, but overall I had an awesome time. So did Aaron. And I didn't come home with pneumonia requiring three weeks' sick leave this time, which is a total bonus!

Best sets by bands I hadn't seen before: Lucero, The xx, Blitzen Trapper.

5. spent many hours parked in front of a microscope. Indirect immunofluorescence is one of my least favorite things to do. Mostly because a lot of what I'm looking at seems so subjective. First, count cells with multiple nuclei. Then count how many cells have 1, 2, or >2 centrosomes. Then count how many focal adhesions there are per cell. And, okay, while you're at it, go back and determine cell area for each specific cell you counted FAs, so you can express that as FA per unit area. D:

6. started seriously plotting a Generation Kill/American Idiot crossover. It sort of presumes that Brad doesn't go to the UK after the initial invasion of Iraq - maybe the deal with the RM fell through for some stupid paperwork-related reason? Alternatively, I suppose I could shift Tunny joining the military to 2006, when Brad would be back at Pendleton after his stint in Devon, before 1st Marines shipped back to Iraq. I sort of prefer the idea of having it set in spring of 2004 for historical reasons, though. Suggestions?

I am past all hope of catching up on LJ after being AWOL for so long, so if anyone has a post (fic! pics! life news!) that I should see, link me please! ♥
asimplechord: (caffeine)
\o/ If anyone in the Houston area wants to see Kenneth Lin's brand-spanking-new play, Intelligence-Slave, during its premiere run, I have a discount code for $25 tickets. Lemme know.

/o\ I am still waiting for the email from Artist Arena about EE/M&G for the Cobra Starship shows. I thought things would be more organized with Zack running things, but I guess that's only AT the venue, not beforehand. Finally arrived.

\o/ We got word yesterday (verbal only, not the official paperwork) that the grant focused on what makes some forms of breast cancer resistant to radiation therapy, which we thought had been rejected, will be funded.

That made me want to do victory arms at random points during the day.

So here: \o/ \o/ \o/ \o/ \o/ \o/

\o/ This bears repeating: Radio Roland Garros is my favorite right now. Because it makes it possible to listen to the Almagro/Nadal match via the iPod app while I work.

\o/ What exactly is going on here, with Stephen Colbert and Conan O'Brien? Whatever it is, I approve. (Also, Conan at Bonnaroo. NEXT WEEK, ALREADY!)

photo via No Fact Zone
asimplechord: (fangs up)
1. How is Alex Suarez simultaneously such a nerd and a hotass?

via suareasy

2. JFC, Stark Sands in American Idiot. I might need to visit NYC for this. I'm definitely watching the Grammy's for it.

3. Sometimes people suck. Srsly:
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club's personal storage locker was broken into and Michael Been's (Robert's dad and our sound man) had his vintage equipment stolen. Items were 1954 Fender Esquire (Yellow with Black Pick Guard), 1968 Ampeg Scrolltop Fretless Bass, 1964 Black Fender Precision Bass and a 1968 Gretsch Country Gentleman Single Cutaway. Please repost this and help spread the word - these items were extremely personal and the band, Michael, crew and management are devastated over this brazen act. Thank you.

4. My sister gave me her copy of Twilight. I keep meaning to read it for its bad-fic qualities and for mocking purposes, but somehow never get to it. Instead, I'm re-reading the Sookie Stackhouse mysteries (Well, I originally only read the first three. But I found cheap used copies of the next few, so I'm reading them, too). I can't quite bring myself to watch True Blood, but I'm enjoying imagining Alexander Skarsgard as Eric. Mostly, as I read, I'm annoyed at how Harris brutalizes or assaults her narrator over and over and over again, physically, emotionally, and sexually. Is the TV show as consistently violent as the books? I watched a grand total of five minutes before turning it off, sometime back in the first season.

5. I have three episodes of House, plus last week's SPN to watch yet. *sigh* So far behind. But I *did* watch this week's White Collar. Pretty Neil is pretty.
asimplechord: (men in suits)
~ Bamboozle Left or Bamboozle? On one hand, Something Corporate. On the other, Weezer. Decisions, decisions.

~ Rafa continues to be the most adorable have the best smile in all of tennis.

~ I know this has probably been splashed across your friends list repeatedly since last night, but I can't look away when Cobra Starship are smokin' hot )

~ It's going to freeze here tonight! That almost never happens, and our neighbors are wigged out about pipes bursting. Just insulate them! Or, if the Home Despot is out of insulating foam, open the tap furthest from where your water enters the house before you go to bed.

~ Football time. Roll, Tide?

ETA: Co-headling tour for Cobra Starship? With "our boys"? Who votes for TAI? Who votes for Discos? Who else do you think it might be? ETA2: ATL?
asimplechord: (*face/palm*)
+ Ginger werewolves? Oh god, do I need another plot bunny, given my lack of attention to the last eleventy-billion? (I'm sure [ profile] why_me_why_not and I could work into the werewolf universe we already started, if only we weren't so unmotivated at present.)

+ Somehow, the coffee that was labeled as Ethiopian fair trade at the grocery store turned out to be something flavored. I poured a bunch of it into the hopper of our coffee machine last night and set it to grind & brew a pot for this morning, and what came out was some weird-ass crap that was NOT what I wanted a sip of while sitting at a red light during my commute. >:/

+ I am still finding things the Idiot did and cursing him. Srsly, he left this lab months ago; there shouldn't be anything left of his fuck-ups. But no. A few weeks ago, I needed to thaw some new MCF7 cells. According to the inventory of our LN2 dewar, they should be on hook 4, box 3. Nope, nothing that was supposed to be on that hook was there; it looked like the contents of hook 3. So I took out the hook in slot 3, and its contents... appeared to be the contents of hook 6, according to the inventory. Hook 6 contained the contents of what should have been hook 4.

Then TODAY. Today I needed something from hook 5, and it turned out that the hook in the #5 slot actually contained all the cell lines listed for hook 2.


There's really no way to fuck that up unless you have ALL of the hooks out at once. Which should NEVER happen. Unless you're a dumbass, and you forget to clasp the boxes in their racks, and when you tip the hook sideways to get it into the dewar, you spill the contents into the bottom of the 60-liter container of liquid nitrogen. Because THEN you have to take every last thing out, dump out the nitrogen (into a styrofoam cooler or some such), flip over the dewar to get the samples out, then refill the dewar and hope you noted which hook was which. Which, actually, we used to have them color-coded, but the colored paint has worn off since the last time I inventoried. I don't want to know. I really don't. I just hope everything is back where it should be now.

+ Happy place for the morning: )

+ Happy place for the afternoon: )


Dec. 23rd, 2009 07:02 pm
asimplechord: (half-faded)

We're the only people in our neighborhood who haven't decorated the house or yard for the holidays. Christmas (or whatever end-of-year religious festivities apply) is my least favorite holiday, and I see no point in dragging all that STUFF out if I'm just going to travel elsewhere anyway.

There's a contest for best lights and deco in our neighborhood. One house down the street has:

1. angels with lighted wings and trumpets
2. a nativity
3. a snowman

lit on one side of their front yard. The walkway to their front door and the base of the big pine tree are studded with multicolored lights. The other side of the front yard has

1. wire-framed reindeer
2. Santa & sleigh
3. wire-framed palm trees

decorated with twinkling lights. From edge to edge, lawn is maybe 20 ft by 30.

I just. Really? Why don't they stick a menorah or crescent or Kwanzaa-appropriate symbol out there too, to cover all their bases?

Posted via

ETA: For that 30-day meme, thing? Today I'm supposed to post/link to a YouTube video. This isn't YouTube, it's Buzznet. Here. Um, yeah. It's Gabe Saporta. I don't even know what to say, except that I laugh every time I think about a) the misheard lyrics, b) the tattoo, c) Gabe and Travie singing and recording the misheard lyrics (while Gabe shows us his cat tattoo).
asimplechord: (Nick w/ his baby)
Day 01 → My favorite song
Day 02 → My favorite movie
Day 03 → My favorite television program
Day 04 → My favorite book
Day 05 → My favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever strikes my fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes me happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes me sad
Day 09 → A photo that I took
Day 10 → A photo of me, taken at least 10 years ago
Day 11 → A photo of me, taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever strikes my fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes me cry (or almost)
Day 17 → A piece of art

Day 18 → Whatever tickles my fancy

I was going to blog about Gabe Saporta telling tonight's audience not to let anyone tell you what you can't do, and then proceeding to sing the radio/parent-approved versions of their songs, censoring himself for the radio-sponsored, Justin Bieber-adoring children in the audience.

But I am tired and mostly happy that I got to see Suarez slap Ryland's ass and the glittery Tyson & Nick show. (Srsly, interpretative dance. IDEK what drugs he's on, but they must be good.)

So here, have a photo while I sleep on it: )
More on the subject tomorrow. ♥

day 14

Dec. 14th, 2009 07:51 pm
asimplechord: (Tomrad)
+ Currently trying to decide if I want to go to Illinois for the last weekend in January for my favorite faily boys & Greta, or if I want to wait a week and go for the 5th anniversary show TAI's doing for the release of Almost Here. I really want to see Empires, but I am not looking forward to the drive to Urbana. I can't do both b/c I'm probably going to take a day off in February to see Jack's Mannequin in San Antonio or Dallas (because they are not coming to Houston on their headlining tour AGAIN) and either a ski trip or visit to NYC to see the Austen exhibit and hang out with J on MLK Jr Day. Decisions, decisions. (I know, my life: so hard.)

+ Sign-ups for the MS150 seem to be open much longer this time around. MrIris is definitely doing the ride, and I'm happy to do the training with him, but I do not like being in a pack of 13000 bicyclists all converging on a single street in Austin.

+ My body hates me today. Why, cramps?

+ Thanks to last night's twitpic, Gabe Saporta & Adam Lambert are currently cohabiting fic-writing space in my brain. (In the compartment next door, Bden, Spence, and PStump are hanging out.) IDEK, guys.

And finally, today's installment of the 30-day meme.

Day 01 → My favorite song
Day 02 → My favorite movie
Day 03 → My favorite television program
Day 04 → My favorite book
Day 05 → My favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever strikes my fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes me happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes me sad
Day 09 → A photo that I took
Day 10 → A photo of me, taken at least 10 years ago
Day 11 → A photo of me, taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever strikes my fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book

Day 14 →A non-fictional book

Again the weird phrasing. My favorite work of non-fiction, one that I've read recently: Robert Fisk's The Great War for Civilization. It's a really heavy read. Long, small print. But beautifully written. As you might imagine from the title, it draws many parallels between WWI and the US Armed Forces' current imbroglio in the Middle East. History is intertwined with Fisk's personal history and current events. It took me nearly a month to read this book, mostly just reading on weekends, but it was worth it.
asimplechord: (fangs up)
The other night at the 30STM show, the band sold hard copies of This Is War (complete with promises to hang out after the show and sign every one of them) before the official release date. Leto talked about their plan to have 2000 different fan photos grace the cover.

I sort of wish I'd stayed & gotten one with Gabe Saporta on it.

I love that he's as much of a fan/participant as we are.

In other news, I am freezing, and I think maybe the leftover Chinese I ate was not a good idea. Wanna take a long, hot bath and see if I feel up to going to Scout Bar for Bowling For Soup.
asimplechord: (Spencer Smith)
Comment and I'll give you a letter. You have to list 10 things you love that begin with that letter. Afterwards, post this in your journal.

Tabby gave me "S".

∞ Science! As much as I complain about the people and the ridiculous constraints set by the institution, I love doing science every day.

∞ Supernatural. You knew that was coming, right? Last night's episode really reminded me why I fell in love with this TV series.

∞ Spencer Smith. Again, no surprise there, right? His snark in interviews, his shiny hair, his drumming. (Can I add [ profile] shutyourface to this entry? She'd appreciate being lumped in with Spencer Smith, I'm sure.)

∞ Saporta, Gabe. What? That totally counts! Srsly, this can't surprise anyone. He has his own tag, okay? I love his life philosophy, I love that he sang the Jersey scene a love song as a goodbye on Cobra Starship's first album, I love that he fanboys his label and friends so hard. Also? He looks pretty in a suit, and when he sings in Spanish I don't even care that I only get half of what he's saying, it makes me swoon.

∞ Socks! I have two drawers in my dresser just for socks. I love little bitty footies and ankle socks and knee highs, plain colors, stripes, crazy patterns. I have Tigger socks and candy corn socks (I have a lot of Halloween socks, tbh) and socks with little red crabs on them. Socks with high heels shoes, socks with sparkly snowflakes.

Swim, by Jack's Mannequin. I'm at work, or I'd share this song. The piano and the lyrics slay me.

Sense and Sensibility. I love the book and all of the movie/tv versions, although I am not really fond of Hugh Grant as Ferrars. Then again, the Grant/Thompson version has Alan Rickman as Colonel Brandon, which goes a long way in ameloriating any negatives associated with Grant.

∞ Sushi. Every time I think about returning to vegetarianism, I remember I'd have to give up sushi. Never gonna happen. I like my wasabi-soaked massago and fresh tuna too much.

∞ Stoker, Bram. He wrote the best. Vampire book. Ever.

∞ Suzanne Vega. Her lyrics. Esp. The Queen and The Soldier and Undertow and Gypsy. I also have a soft spot for Calypso.

Wanna play?
asimplechord: (i believe i can fly (and want to give Za)
~ The Revolting Cocks are touring with Blownload? There's a joke there, I'm sure of it.

~ JWalk just made me ♥_♥ at him for the first time in a long while.

~ Gabe has his own clothing line too? IDEK what to say. Except that I hope it doesn't include purple hoodies and other day-glo attire.

~ I know this isn't news: Ticketmaster is such a rip-off. Fuck you, no, I'm not paying $10 in fees on a $15 ticket. I'll pick it up from the box office when I'm in the vicinity for some other show reason.

~ \o/ Angels! (Even if I missed House b/c of scheduling conflicts with your epic game.)

~ I would like work-related people to stop following me on Twitter. It makes it awkward when I bitch about work problems.

Sandy is perched on the back of the sofa right behind me, and she's grooming. The wet sound of her tongue against her fur makes me shudder. WHY CAN'T SHE GO DO THAT ELSEWHERE? Like, seriously, ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE HOUSE!
asimplechord: (you people get it)
+ I would like Chris Kane to do a show in my vicinity on a night that I do not already have music-related plans (that include three bands with the worse bad hair/bed-head ever).

+ Artist Arena still has not sent my tickets for the Cobra Starship gig. I'll give them a call on Monday to see what's up. Various posts suggest that the M&G/EE organization for this tour will fall on the side of the Dre/FOB/BND side of faily rather than the Zack-is-awesome-why-can't-he-run-all-M&Gs side of things.

+ Iowa v. Wisconsin today. There is a fair amount of trash-talk passing between our house and my in-laws' (in Iowa).

+ Why didn't I stay in San Diego an extra day and catch the AP Fall Ball there last night?

+ M'kay. Most of my traveling and stress-related stuff is done for the month, so I should get back to writing something.

+ It's [ profile] vic_ramsey's fault that I have to go find a copy of Top Gun. JSYK.

+ Dear BUrie, you cannot grow a decent beard. Please stop trying. Leave that to your boyfriend drummer.

+ Finished the biography of Washington and read The Heretic's Daughter during my travels. Eh. IDK, I was really interested in THD, since it's a first-person narrative about the Salem witch trials as told by Martha Carrier's daughter. It was engaging until the end, which I felt was a let-down. Clearly, we all know how that story ended, and I wasn't expecting anything new or different about that. But the author hinted at something that ended up puffing up and dissolving like smoke, and the ending left me unsatisfied.

+ Matinee of Where The Wild Things Are tomorrow, Houston ppl? It's at the Alamo at 12:25 pm, 2:50 pm, 5:20 pm.
asimplechord: (fangs up)
J is in so much trouble. SO MUCH.

She complained last week that whenever she listened to The Scene Is Dead, she imagined all the Cobras dancing around, dressed in old-fashioned sailor suits. You know the ones - white with navy trim, bell-bottom pants and all?

Now EVERY TIME that song comes up on shuffle, I picture this.


(It just came up on my iPod, which is why I'm bitching about it now.)


Aug. 13th, 2009 10:05 am
asimplechord: (fangs up)
Here’s the (tl;dr) thing: I’ve never been a great singer, and I’ll never be a great singer. I was just a kid who loved music and had to figure it out. I wasn’t lucky to be born with talent and great pipes. But I was lucky to be born with something that I value more than natural ability: I’ve got heart, willpower, and an intuition that if I put my mind to something, I can accomplish anything. And guess what? I did. (source)

Because we are too often told not to do something because we're not good enough, not talented enough, not pretty enough. But he did it anyway.

asimplechord: (Pete and Gabe fanboy each other SO HARD)
Wot? That is my favorite line from an album FILLED with ridiculous one-liners. )

In conclusion: if Cobra Starship come through TX when I am out of town/state again I am going to look like this: >>>:?

I was going to post about Twinkie, Deconstructed tonight, but I haven't quite gotten over my annoyance with it. So, tomorrow maybe?

Right now I'm going to go watch Conan O'Brian, solely to see the Cobras perform (which will hopefully sound better than their last late-night TV gig). ETA: It sounded a thousand times better than their last late-show performance. Plus, Gabe's antics always amuse me.
asimplechord: (ian)
So here, FIC!

Brendon/Ian || ~950 words || teen
written via text message and IM by me and [ profile] why_me_why_not, self-beta'd
fake, as in not real and never happened
Set around the time Ian auditioned to join The Cab? IDK, the IMs started like this: you know that Ian crashed with Bden & Shane, b/c Shane has family obligations, he has to let him. And Shane's busy with work, so it's up to Bden to keep him entertained.


Anyway. Here are snippets from two of the WIPs on my laptop. Tell me which I should work on.

not-skeezy-Gabe, would have been my BigBang fic )

Or untitled Brendon/Spencer fic )

There are bunches more unfinished fics - biting fic? Criminal Minds/bandom cross-over? Weasley twin/Harry potions incident? Jensen Ackles/Chris Kane porn? All just waiting for me to get inspired and finish them.

Tell me which you'd like to read.
asimplechord: (Pete and Gabe fanboy each other SO HARD)
1. Does anyone have some Spitalfields to share, trusty f-list? I'll support them (even though the band is broken up) if I like what I hear, I'm just not willing to shell out without a preview.

2. Ugh, exercise. Last night I went running for the first time since... well, since we went to Bonnaroo, before I was sick. I won't tell you how long it took me to run 5K. It was ugly, though. And now I'm coughing again. >:/

And now it's unpopular fandom opinion time:

3. People are so fucking lazy. I was actually tempted to ask if the original poster didn't have access to Google. I mean, seriously, how hard is it to google "Midtown lyrics", and read the lyrics yourself? Or check bandom_primers (or a variety of other places) for Gabe Saporta? But then I thought maybe I was being too bitchy and mean. But seriously? SRSLY? Google the fucking lyrics if you can't be arsed to actually LISTEN to the albums before you ask stupid questions.

4. Alex Greenwald = not really attractive with long hair

5. Um, button your shirt, Ryan Ross. And comb your hair. Bedhead is not a look you need to wear every day.

6. 17 days 'til Chicago. :)


LOL at The Young Veins. And their blatant rip-off of The Who and The Kinks. Oh, boys.
asimplechord: (battered)
+ It was a shitty day at work. I had to deal with a fuck-up The Idiot left (which further convinced me that he was infuckingcapable of planning experiments logically). And five people (all admin/support staff) got fired. So I'm glad happier stuff happened elsewhere today.

+ New Perspectives. Everybody in bandom's already talked about this, but. Well. Yeah. My first thought was, "Did he really just sing about someone fast-forwarding to go down on him?" and when [ profile] vic_ramsey texted me more lyrics, I replied: Lolol, Bden wrote an entire song about sex with Spence? only to decide that I'm immature enough to hope that the whole album is less-than-subtle innuendo about sex, come, and facials. Thanks, bb.


+ Gabe's "serious" blog.

+ Ludo. Broken Bride Tour. Houston. 14November.

+ Swim's official video is out. I haven't watched it enough to comment intelligently. I'm still at the Andrew! Dr. J! Bobby! SISKY! flailing phase. And I like the Japanese wave art over the drawing style that continues through the rest of the video.

Jack's Mannequin "Swim"

+ ETA: Ray fucking Toro! (even if I don't know what the hell you're tracking)


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