So after the show last night, I'm smoking a cig near the tour buses and I yell at some guy. He comes over to us and starts talking. We realize it's some dude from The Roots.
"You wanna come to a party?"
-"Uh, sure..."
"All right, come on the bus"
-"What the fuck? Ok" (Pretty sure that was my reaction)
Get on the tour bus of The mother fucking Roots, and we are fucking chillin. They give us some beer and the one guy (no names shall be mentioned throughout this) is talking to me as if he'd already claimed me or something like that. I'm freaking out in the meantime inside, so I'm texting everyone I know who would give a shit at that point because I couldn't believe all of it was really happening. We get off the bus and go into some club that ?uestlove was DJing, I couldn't tell you what it was called, but it was packed. As we walk in, the dude turns around and he's like telling me that "I better tell my boyfriend that I'm gonna be cheating on him tonight" and that he "better get to have his way with me" and stupid shit like that. I am drunk and he is super talented, so it doesn't even phase me that he's being beyond creepy at this point. We go into their little section and they are posing for pictures and shit like that.
ANYWAYS,
We leave that club, and in the meantime some hoed out chick is following them and attempts to get into the cab with us. They're like "sorry, we don't have enough room," which was pretty sweet considering what had just been happening that past hour and a half at that point. We go to another club, didn't go in, but in the meantime another one of the guys got into an altercation with the cab driver about money and told the cab driver that "he makes what he makes in three minutes" and other ridiculous shit. This pisses me off and so I made a small comment about how it's not really that cool to speak to someone else like that, and he went on about how he grew up from nothing and still made it and so should that cab driver and blah blah blah ... boring. It was sort of funny to see someone of that status all fucked up and belligerent, however. It's like those pages in USWeekly---"Stars are just like us! They get drunk!"
After a few minutes of deliberation and the one dude constantly asking me if he could "talk to me", we decide to go to Sutton Place hotel in Gold Coast where they were staying. They get this huge bottle of wine, and they are pouring us glasses and assuming that we were staying the night. I'm talking to them having a good time, but the one guy would not fucking leave me alone. He kept telling me to come sit by him and like patting down on his lap to sit there all annoying-like, and I was just like "no, I'm cool." He doesn't like that, so he comes and sits uncomfortably close behind me, so much that I could like feel his dick on my back and starts reading my texts. He's asking me who these people are and why do I have to be texting and he just "wants to get to know me." We start discussing music and how long he's been doing what he does, what has influenced him, you know, good conversation. I mean he's a fucking Grammy nominated (by the time he entered the band) artist like five or six times over, so he obviously knows what he's talking about when it came to music. Despite that being sexy as hell, he then gets into how he "wants to take me to where he's from" (which would be fucking COOL cause its beautiful if he was even telling me the truth) and all this shit so obviously I'm not buying it.
He continues to move even closer to me and like rubbing me and shit so at this point I'm just annoyed and call Megan to either come up to where we are or pick us up. She comes to the hotel and picks us up. We leave and I'm pretty sure we pissed off numerous members of The Roots for drinking their alcohol and not sleeping with them. Ooops....
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
"finally someone texted me" - paul
1. brazillian girls - dance til the morning
2. leftover salmon - up on the hill (thank you yonder for playing this last weekend)
3. the doors - l'america
4. little yellow spider - devendra banhart
5. the strange design of conscience - the flaming lips
6. runaway jim - gordon stone trio (phish tribute)
7. water song- hot tuna
8. rough gem - islands
9. mr. big stuff - jean knight
10. take me home country roads - john denver
11. ocean - john butler trio
12. a case of you - joni mitchell
13. star mile - josh radin
14. perfect day - lou reed
15. leap year - maria taylor
16. mine eyes - moonshine still
17. buckets of rain - neko case
18. bang bang - niia
19. lonestar - norah jones
20. when i go - brett dennen
21. spoonful of sugar - of montreal
22. elevators (me & you) - outkast
and basically anything by new buffalo
2. leftover salmon - up on the hill (thank you yonder for playing this last weekend)
3. the doors - l'america
4. little yellow spider - devendra banhart
5. the strange design of conscience - the flaming lips
6. runaway jim - gordon stone trio (phish tribute)
7. water song- hot tuna
8. rough gem - islands
9. mr. big stuff - jean knight
10. take me home country roads - john denver
11. ocean - john butler trio
12. a case of you - joni mitchell
13. star mile - josh radin
14. perfect day - lou reed
15. leap year - maria taylor
16. mine eyes - moonshine still
17. buckets of rain - neko case
18. bang bang - niia
19. lonestar - norah jones
20. when i go - brett dennen
21. spoonful of sugar - of montreal
22. elevators (me & you) - outkast
and basically anything by new buffalo
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
fuck joe plumber
As if I wasn't already appalled by McCain to begin with, I managed to extract a "joke" from his 1986 race for US Senate, as quoted in the Tucson Citizen:
"Did you hear the one about the woman who is attacked on the street by a gorilla, beaten senseless, raped repeatedly and left to die? When she finally regains consciousness and tries to speak, her doctor leans over to hear her sigh contently and to feebly ask, ‘Where is that marvelous ape?’ "
I for one find that joke hysterical. Nothin' like a good old rape joke...
I'm watching the third debate and I can't help but get completely FUCKING ANNOYED. As Obama notably sits there and waits for McCain to finish his inconsistent ramblings, McCain continues to interrupt and look away from the speaker as he is spoken to. I for one do not want this pint-sized turtle of a man to tell me what the fuck I can do with my body and mind while continuing to make the rich richer and the poor poorer. If my birth control won't be paid for by my insurance, I wonder if Viagra will be for all the incompetent men across the US?
"Did you hear the one about the woman who is attacked on the street by a gorilla, beaten senseless, raped repeatedly and left to die? When she finally regains consciousness and tries to speak, her doctor leans over to hear her sigh contently and to feebly ask, ‘Where is that marvelous ape?’ "
I for one find that joke hysterical. Nothin' like a good old rape joke...
I'm watching the third debate and I can't help but get completely FUCKING ANNOYED. As Obama notably sits there and waits for McCain to finish his inconsistent ramblings, McCain continues to interrupt and look away from the speaker as he is spoken to. I for one do not want this pint-sized turtle of a man to tell me what the fuck I can do with my body and mind while continuing to make the rich richer and the poor poorer. If my birth control won't be paid for by my insurance, I wonder if Viagra will be for all the incompetent men across the US?
Saturday, October 11, 2008
fuck you very much
It is 5:48 P.M
4:33 A.M.
5:39 A.M.
12:28 P.M.
2:38 P.M.
3:45 P.M.
4:35 P.M.
In the past twelve hours I have been getting these phone calls from this annoying mother fucker. Seriously I need to stop giving out my number when I'm out when I'm not going to remember what they look like/if I even gave him my number. Clearly he's desperate. At what point is it considered harassment. He's blond. Alcohol--->lapse of judgement for sure.
Mason Jennings is playing for free down the street in an hour. I love this city.
4:33 A.M.
5:39 A.M.
12:28 P.M.
2:38 P.M.
3:45 P.M.
4:35 P.M.
In the past twelve hours I have been getting these phone calls from this annoying mother fucker. Seriously I need to stop giving out my number when I'm out when I'm not going to remember what they look like/if I even gave him my number. Clearly he's desperate. At what point is it considered harassment. He's blond. Alcohol--->lapse of judgement for sure.
Mason Jennings is playing for free down the street in an hour. I love this city.
serpentine
the goons have gone global
and the CEOs are shredding files
and the democrans and the republicrats
are flashing their toothy smiles
and uncle tom is posing for a photo op
with the oval office clan
and uncle sam is rigging cockfights
in the promised land
and that knife you stuck in my back is still there
it pinches a little when i sigh and moan
and these days i'm thinkin i could just as soon use
the time alone
and i must admit
today my inner pessimist
seems to have got the best of me
we start out sugared up on kool-aid and manifest destiny
and we memorize all the president's names
like little trained monkeys
and then we're spit into the world
so many spinny-eyed t.v. junkies
incapable of unravelling the military industrial mystery
preemptively pacified with history book history
and i've been around the world now
and i can see this about america
the mind control is steep here, man
the myopia is deep here
and behold
those that try to expose the reality
who really try to realize democracy
are shot with rubber bullets and gassed off the streets
while the global power brokers are kept clean and discrete
behind a wall
behind a moat
and that is all
that's all she wrote
and my heart beats an sss o o o sss
cuz folks just couldn't care care care less less less
as long as every day is superbowl sunday
and larger than life women in lingerie
are pouting at us from every bus stop
shelovesme shelovesmenot shelovesme shelovesmenot...
and big government should not stand between a man and his money
i mean "what's good for business is good for the country"
our children still take that lie like communion
the same old line
the confederacy used on the union
conjugate liberty
into libertarian
and medicate it
associate it
with deregulation
privitization
we won't even know we're slaves
on a corporate plantation
somebody say hallelujah!
somebody say damnation!
cuz the profit system follows the path of least resistance
and the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked
makes it serpentine
capitalism is the devil's wet dream
so just give me my judy garland drugs
and let me get back to work
cuz the empire state building
is the tallest building in new york
and i always got the feeling
you just liked to hear it fall
off your tongue
and the CEOs are shredding files
and the democrans and the republicrats
are flashing their toothy smiles
and uncle tom is posing for a photo op
with the oval office clan
and uncle sam is rigging cockfights
in the promised land
and that knife you stuck in my back is still there
it pinches a little when i sigh and moan
and these days i'm thinkin i could just as soon use
the time alone
and i must admit
today my inner pessimist
seems to have got the best of me
we start out sugared up on kool-aid and manifest destiny
and we memorize all the president's names
like little trained monkeys
and then we're spit into the world
so many spinny-eyed t.v. junkies
incapable of unravelling the military industrial mystery
preemptively pacified with history book history
and i've been around the world now
and i can see this about america
the mind control is steep here, man
the myopia is deep here
and behold
those that try to expose the reality
who really try to realize democracy
are shot with rubber bullets and gassed off the streets
while the global power brokers are kept clean and discrete
behind a wall
behind a moat
and that is all
that's all she wrote
and my heart beats an sss o o o sss
cuz folks just couldn't care care care less less less
as long as every day is superbowl sunday
and larger than life women in lingerie
are pouting at us from every bus stop
shelovesme shelovesmenot shelovesme shelovesmenot...
and big government should not stand between a man and his money
i mean "what's good for business is good for the country"
our children still take that lie like communion
the same old line
the confederacy used on the union
conjugate liberty
into libertarian
and medicate it
associate it
with deregulation
privitization
we won't even know we're slaves
on a corporate plantation
somebody say hallelujah!
somebody say damnation!
cuz the profit system follows the path of least resistance
and the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked
makes it serpentine
capitalism is the devil's wet dream
so just give me my judy garland drugs
and let me get back to work
cuz the empire state building
is the tallest building in new york
and i always got the feeling
you just liked to hear it fall
off your tongue
Thursday, October 9, 2008
songs i've been obsessed with recently
my most recent playlist...
1. incubus - battlestar scralatchtica
2. katy perry - hot 'n cold
3. ben folds - you don't know me (ft. regina spektor)
4. mgmt - weekend wars
5. jennifer hudson - spotlight
6. wax poetic - driftin
7. gorillaz - deltron zero
8. the roots - here i come
9. kanye - love lockdown (clockwork remix)
10. moby - porceline
11. marlena shaw - california soul
12. aesop rock - 9 to 5ers theme
13. al green - love and happiness
14. alison krauss + robert plant - gone, gone, gone
15. aretha franklin - say a little prayer for you
16. ben e. king - stand by me
17. the blow - true affection
18. T.I. - whatever you like
19. postal service - natural anthem
20. lily allen - gwb (fuck you very much)
21. flosstradamus - 3 peat mix
22. corinne bailey rae - til it happens to you
23. islands - don't call me whitney, bobby
24. kid cudi - lovestoned freestyle
25. kate nash - merry happy
26. rhianna - good girl gone bad
27. alan astor - paper planes remix
28. ben folds - fired
29. lykke li - dance, dance, dance
30. n.e.r.d. - she wants to move (justice remix)
1. incubus - battlestar scralatchtica
2. katy perry - hot 'n cold
3. ben folds - you don't know me (ft. regina spektor)
4. mgmt - weekend wars
5. jennifer hudson - spotlight
6. wax poetic - driftin
7. gorillaz - deltron zero
8. the roots - here i come
9. kanye - love lockdown (clockwork remix)
10. moby - porceline
11. marlena shaw - california soul
12. aesop rock - 9 to 5ers theme
13. al green - love and happiness
14. alison krauss + robert plant - gone, gone, gone
15. aretha franklin - say a little prayer for you
16. ben e. king - stand by me
17. the blow - true affection
18. T.I. - whatever you like
19. postal service - natural anthem
20. lily allen - gwb (fuck you very much)
21. flosstradamus - 3 peat mix
22. corinne bailey rae - til it happens to you
23. islands - don't call me whitney, bobby
24. kid cudi - lovestoned freestyle
25. kate nash - merry happy
26. rhianna - good girl gone bad
27. alan astor - paper planes remix
28. ben folds - fired
29. lykke li - dance, dance, dance
30. n.e.r.d. - she wants to move (justice remix)
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
reprieve
oh to grow up hypnotized
and then try to shake yourself awake
cause you can sense what has been lost
cause you can sense what is at stake
it took me a few years to catch on
that those days i catch everyone's eye
correspond with those nights of the month
when the moon gleans like an egg in the sky
and men are using a sense
they don't even know they have
just to watch me walk by
and me,
i'm supposed to be sensible;
leave my animal outside to cry
when all of nature conspires
to make me her glorious whore
it's cause in my body i hold the secret recipe
of precisely what life is for
and the PATRIARCHY that looks to shame me for it
is the same one making war
and i've said too much already but i'll tell you something more:
to split yourself in two
is just the most radical thing you can do,
so girl, if that shit ain't up to you,
then you simply are not free
cause from the sunlight on my hair
to which eggs i grow to term
to the expression that i wear,
all i really own is me
i mean to split yourself in two
is just the most radical thing you can do
goddess forbid that little adam should grow so jealous of eve
and in the face of the great farce of the nuclear age
feminism ain't about equality, it's about reprieve
and then try to shake yourself awake
cause you can sense what has been lost
cause you can sense what is at stake
it took me a few years to catch on
that those days i catch everyone's eye
correspond with those nights of the month
when the moon gleans like an egg in the sky
and men are using a sense
they don't even know they have
just to watch me walk by
and me,
i'm supposed to be sensible;
leave my animal outside to cry
when all of nature conspires
to make me her glorious whore
it's cause in my body i hold the secret recipe
of precisely what life is for
and the PATRIARCHY that looks to shame me for it
is the same one making war
and i've said too much already but i'll tell you something more:
to split yourself in two
is just the most radical thing you can do,
so girl, if that shit ain't up to you,
then you simply are not free
cause from the sunlight on my hair
to which eggs i grow to term
to the expression that i wear,
all i really own is me
i mean to split yourself in two
is just the most radical thing you can do
goddess forbid that little adam should grow so jealous of eve
and in the face of the great farce of the nuclear age
feminism ain't about equality, it's about reprieve
Saturday, October 4, 2008
i am covered in glitter
So last night I was involved in my first apple bobbing contest. We went to Soiree for a little to see Meggie DJ and then left before the guids took over. We then went to Irish Eyes for but a minute but Molly couldn't get in so we left (which is ironic because she will be 21 next week). Anyways, so we go to this bar called Prost down the street cause I had heard many good things about the place and thought it'd be fun. So after like four pints of Belgium beer and time spent mackin on the bartender I decide to go outside and we smoke a cig. At this time the owner approaches us and asks us if we want to be in an apple bobbing contest. Now I am wearing a skirt and just got my haircut yesterday so my hair looked all nice, but of course my drunken mind tells me its a good idea. I oblige and Molly and myself find three other team mates willing to participate in such a weird thing. The deal was the winner got a free boot of beer, so I am obviously interested in this, despite it being the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen taken place at a bar. Needless to say we lost due to certain circumstances but all in all it was a good effort and I hope nobody saw my ass during so.
My room mates, Caitlin and I went to Bassnectar tonight and it was probably one of the most amazing experiences I've had in awhile. Brittany got the entire line to do a slow clap about a million times claiming it was her friend Nancy's birthday as we waited to get in which is always fun...................... The DJ that played before him (need to find out his name) did some fucking incredible mashups. It was almost as if he was going in eras or something like that. He mixed some stuff from the 60s (e.g. Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix) and then went into the 80s (The Cure, The Outfield) he even fucking did the Peanuts song remixed which pretty much got everyone moving. He was also pretty fucking great at scratching it was pretty impressive. I separated myself from the pack towards the end of his set seeing as I saw the location of Bassnectars setup and had to be there. I was in the front the entire time and I could probably stare at that man all day if I could. His set was so intense; anybody who can go from mixing Raining Blood to later going into My Love by Justin Timberlake and making it sound legitimate is okay in my book. I danced my little tush off and eventually got to meet him at the end of the night. He hooked me up with a CD that has his new single from his album coming out. Not only is this man sexy but he's fucking talented.
As if the past few weeks couldn't get any more fabulous I put my ticket requests for Phish 09 about a minute after they made the announcement so hopefully I get those bad boys. Hooray!
My room mates, Caitlin and I went to Bassnectar tonight and it was probably one of the most amazing experiences I've had in awhile. Brittany got the entire line to do a slow clap about a million times claiming it was her friend Nancy's birthday as we waited to get in which is always fun...................... The DJ that played before him (need to find out his name) did some fucking incredible mashups. It was almost as if he was going in eras or something like that. He mixed some stuff from the 60s (e.g. Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix) and then went into the 80s (The Cure, The Outfield) he even fucking did the Peanuts song remixed which pretty much got everyone moving. He was also pretty fucking great at scratching it was pretty impressive. I separated myself from the pack towards the end of his set seeing as I saw the location of Bassnectars setup and had to be there. I was in the front the entire time and I could probably stare at that man all day if I could. His set was so intense; anybody who can go from mixing Raining Blood to later going into My Love by Justin Timberlake and making it sound legitimate is okay in my book. I danced my little tush off and eventually got to meet him at the end of the night. He hooked me up with a CD that has his new single from his album coming out. Not only is this man sexy but he's fucking talented.
As if the past few weeks couldn't get any more fabulous I put my ticket requests for Phish 09 about a minute after they made the announcement so hopefully I get those bad boys. Hooray!
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