Happy Halloween!!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Workout Playlist
So I've been trying to work out more lately (Agh, the freshman fifteen!) and pretty much the only thing that I look forward to when going to the gym is a solid hour of music listening. I guess the endorphins don't suck either. When I work out, whether I'm running or doing the eliptical, I tend to make my steps match the beat of the song, so I try to find songs that have a good one. Here it is:
- Californication- The Red Hot Chili Peppers
- Hunger Strike- Temple of the Dog
- Bullet with Butterfly Wings- The Smashing Pumpkins
- London's Burning- The Clash
- The Tide is High- Blondie
- Romance- Wild Flag
- Bastards at the Gate- The Architects (This is a super cool band from my hometown that I love)
- Alive- Pearl Jam (This one is also cool because the lyrics in the chorus pick me up when I want to stop)
- All My Life- Foo Fighters
- Take me or leave me- Rent (Bustin' out the showtunes!)
- Sliver- Nirvana (Nirvana's Loud quiet Loud chorus' work well with intervals)
- Arlandria- Foo Fighters
- Touch Me, I'm Sick- Mudhoney
- Heaven on their Minds- Jesus Christ Superstar
- Mamma Mia- Abba (Yes it's kind of lame but in the middle of a workout I need something fun)
- Blister in the Sun- Violent Femmes (Side note: This is the most fun song to dance and jump on your bed too! Preferably when no one is watching though)
- Teen Age Riot- Sonic Youth
- Honey, We Can't Afford to Look this Cheap- The White Stripes
- Just Breathe- Pearl Jam (Haha, get it... Just BREATHE! but actually by the time I'm cooling off it's a nice reminder)
Movie Review: Bob and the Monster
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Why Courtney Love Doesn't Suck
I’m an unapologetically huge fan of
Courtney Love. Yes, that Courtney Love who has often been accused of being
crazy, who some believe killed her husband, and who’s own daughter got a
restraining order against her.
First of all, I personally don’t think that she killed Kurt. I think
that is complete bullshit. He obviously had a volatile personality; he may have
even been bipolar, he had a major drug problem, his lyrics are rather bleak.
The hints are all there…he killed himself.
Back to Courtney, our world is
filled with female musicians who maintain their perfect looks all the time.
Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, even Kesha, too a certain extent, constantly look like
Barbies. Courtney Love defies the standards of the female musician. Yes, both
Janice and Stevie had their own unique looks but they stuck to them. Courtney
isn’t afraid to smear her makeup, rip her tights, or mess up her hair. She
doesn’t try to be the perfect woman.
Courtney Love is an outcast. She
always has been and always will be. She writes about the girls who will never
be prom queen and may not even get a date. She knows what its like to know you
don’t fit in. She’s an authentic voice for the misfits. In “Miss World” she
says,
I
am the girl you know, can't look you in the eye
I
am the girl you know, so sick I cannot try
And
I am the one you want, can't look you in the eye
I
am the girl, you know I lie, I lie and lie
She’s describing how much it can hurt knowing that you
aren’t liked and feeling torn between lying about who you are and being someone
on the outside of the clique. Sounds like high school to me.
Lastly,
Courtney Love is a survivor. She put up with being overshadowed by her
husband’s career at the height of her own. She was then accused of killing said
husband. Can you imagine, while in middle of the grieving process, being
accused of killing the person you loved most? I can’t. Not only did her husband
die, but he killed himself, leaving her to raise their one and a half year old
daughter by herself. The pain that Courtney must have gone through is insane.
Kurt couldn’t take the pain of life but Courtney has endured and coped through
it all.
Courtney
Love isn’t perfect. That’s what makes her so amazing, In a world filled with
role models that seem to be perfect robots, Courtney Love reminds us that it’s
okay to be human. She’s entirely made up of flaws but she is who she is and
she’s not afraid of that. I look up to Courtney because I want to be as strong,
passionate, and badass as she is.
The Art of Swagger
In the days of Justin Beiber
running around with Swag as his catch phrase, I find myself asking is swagger
dead? I’m not talking about skinny white boys in skinny jeans that hang of
their butt who walk around saying dope all the time, I’m talking Mick Jagger,
Keith Richards, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Stevie Nicks. What happened to
people who don’t care what people thought about them, who lived by their own
rules?
In
today’s age of social media and constant documentation, is it possible to not
care what everyone else thinks about you? Are we living in a world where we all
pretend to be someone else all the time? Keith Richards was an innovator, an
individual, and above all, a badass.
Keith took the sixth string off of his guitars because he found it
unnecessary. He wore his girlfriends’ clothes and rocked them like a bohemian
60s marauder. He ignored all the rules and lived his life the way he wanted to
live it.
Where are the Keiths of modern day rock? Yes, there are a few really talented musicians out there. For example, Dave Grohl, Jack White, Jeff Tweedy, and Carrie Brownstein just to name a few. All of these people are amazing in their own way but where’s the swagger. No one has moves like Mick, badassery like Keith, stage-presence like Jim, soul like Janis, or passion like Stevie.
Where are the Keiths of modern day rock? Yes, there are a few really talented musicians out there. For example, Dave Grohl, Jack White, Jeff Tweedy, and Carrie Brownstein just to name a few. All of these people are amazing in their own way but where’s the swagger. No one has moves like Mick, badassery like Keith, stage-presence like Jim, soul like Janis, or passion like Stevie.
A few months back I had the
opportunity to see The Rolling Stones live. I was lucky enough to have seats
close enough to see the sweat on Mick’s face. I don’t think that what I
experienced at that concert will ever be duplicated. Mick’s stage prescience
was insane, I literally could not take my eyes off of him. Keith and Ronnie’s
guitars were hauntingly beautiful at times and intoxicatingly rough at others.
Overall, they put on an insane show that wasn’t about backdrops, backup
dancers, or gimmicks (for the most part, the stage was a bit gimmicky).
My hope for the future of rock n’
roll is that we get some real, badass rockstars soon. In an ideal world I would love for at
least half of them to be female also (equality, people!). Rockstars, and
everyone else for that matter, need to stop playing it safe and just be
themselves, the best, most rockin’ version of themselves. Screw what other
people think.
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| ***Here's a slightly blurry pic of a drawing of Mick and Keith I did after the concert |
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