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what's the use in worrying anyway? i'd rather write a track, and hear the music play.
ok mellie, i re-read your comment..this isn't so much a rebuttal as it is a response agreeing with most everything you say.
"OK, OK, so I understand that "paper planes" song is pretty catchy but goddamnit, just like every other fucking decent indie musician, the mainstream media takes a hit song, rapes it and leaves it on the side of the road, left for dead." word the fuck up. fuck you 'pineapple express.'' i equate paper planes with a nursery rhyme. it's sing-songy, catchy, and makes me happy. i love smoking weed and cigarettes to it because it's my version of easy listening. the lyrics are pretty badass too, which i hope isn't lost on everyone who listens to it.
"Now, every fucking time I hear "paper planes" it's being sung by a goddamn frat kid, or some dumb bitch that's wearing her new pair of UGG boots and a skirt that doesn't fit over her Keystone gut. Oh, and they continually refer to her as "Mia" and not the three-letter acronym her stage name actually is. [I understand one of her nicknames is "Maya" but say it right, damnit" couldn't have said it better. maya is her real name though. she's pregnant and when i read it the first time i thought you were calling her baby bump a keystone gut. i wish you were, because that'd be up there with your bun toasting quip. as for people calling her "mia (mee-yah)," that's right up there with people calling n*e*r*d* 'nerd' on my list of things that make me want to kick rachel ray in the teeth.
"She is legit. She has legit music and I give her legit respect. She is also a legit visual artist and has some of the most intriguing style of any spotlight artists. Anyone, however, who can give her credit must, first, give her credit from her work that has spanned the last 6 years or so."
word. i like her music because it makes me think and inspires me to create, which is what i strive to do with the music i make now and the music i hope to distribute to the masses in the future. it pisses me off that 'paper planes' is the first time a lot of her 'fans' are hearing her. if it's led them to listen to the rest of her catalogue, fantastic, i have both her albums and most of her mixtapes and have liked her since she came out. i will say, to be fair, i hopped on her bandwagon after she started getting a lot of positive critical feedback and a sizeable 'indie' following. i relate more to her hip-hop elements than anything else and loathe the 'indie' classification. right or wrong i associate 'indie' wiith bad post-emo and progressive acoustic music and shit, neither of which appeal to me.
"I'm not a pro," though we have decidedly different (most of the time) tastes in music, i value and trust your opinions about music more than any of my peers and most mainstream critics.
"official or even remotely versed in most of her music, however, I have had a taste and I respect what has graced my musical palate." well said, and i hope to expand upon your versedness, if you'll allow. fuck it, i've played 'lip gloss' with you in the car countless times, anything is better than that.
":Nevertheless, the flavour that remains at the present moment is one that has been over-seasoned by commercial media and ruined by the tasteless UNH population that has over-cooked and burnt it to a crisp." sweet extended metaphor much?
"Can you tell I'm procrastinating 2 papers?" yeah, but i'm glad.
"<3 you and see you soon. [I'll be home Sunday eve]" <3 you as well, looking forward to it. let's talk, listen to, and make music.
also, any chance you can get me a dime sack? :-)
well that was fun.
had a great day today, one of the most productive in months. went for a nice ride with ben to guitar center. i want every drum machine and keyboard that they make. so much fun playing around, we were there for like an hour. hit up whole foods too. what the fuck, why haven't i been there before. i'm not big on the whole organic food movement (not against it, just hate bandwagons..i appreciate it's benefits), but holy shit, free samples everywhere. frozen yogurt, goat cheese, orange juice, grapefruits, salad, bread to dip in olive oil..what the fuck why didn't anyone tell me about the free samples when i worked at the "shops at columbus circle" borders with the whole foods underneath....idiot.
watched 'i am legend' at ben's. i liked the effects and some of the plot, but there were a lot of holes and parts that pissed me off, especially the ending.
'hometown glory' but adele makes me long for something the same way 'konstantine' does. love? fans? independence? i know not, but it makes me long, which is a pretty powerful emotion that i cherish when i find a song that makes me do it. that and ejaculate, that's even harder to do via song. ugh, i need some ass bad. i think it's whatever key and chord progressions the song uses that makes me feel that way, like pachelbel's canon used to. who knows. mel? thoughts?
autumn, where have you been? i need to talk to you online daily. none of this mobile business. <3 wish either of us had a car cuz i'd love to chill.
made a meatloaf today. what the fuck. i'm way too domesticated for my own good right now. i need a car. and some ass. did i mention i need some ass? some good dome would do too. actually i'd prefer some good dome. ugh. i can't even beat off anymore. this is my longest stretch since i was 16. getting ass not beating off, i still do that on the daily, i shouldn't say i can't anymore, but it's a chore. how do monks do it? i dunno.
mel: if you're still reading, and since i'm apparently as infatuated with you as i am m.i.a., i was telling ben about the concubune fiasco at unh. apparently there's a big problem with dudes in india soliciting dumb american and other women who are on vacations, spiritual journeys, etc., to be their concubines, citing that it's a part of their religion. then they take their money and identities and keep them as sex slaves. dumb. asses. wanna have a just say no to concubines t-shirt printed? cuz i kinda do.
new kanye album: it's repetitive, i hate auto-tune, and i can't get enough of it. damnit mr. west, you're music is crack and my headphones are the pipe. torrents are the free crack giveaway. have i every mentioned i love torrents? cuz i do. don't arrest me.
this is a long-ass entry but i'm doing shit and had a cup of coffee at like ten so i'm not even remotely tired. ooh, sleepy pill, let me ingest you. scratch that. i was down to my final sleepy pill and i either ingested it or lost it. hmm. two months without naturally falling asleep. let's see how this week goes. hopefully well cuz i don't see my therapist til monday. meh, i've been in a generally great mood lately so whatever, i'll sleep when i sleep.
rocking out to some jazz right now. unusual occurence, one that should probably take place more often.
i hate the way my aunt folds my t-shirts. i just re-fold them.
errant feces. gross phrase.
fuck. the kanye album i just torrented is fucked up. hm. maybe just one song is fucked.
my cuticle is bleeding. ouch.
most rappers with age or size qualifiers piss me off (young, 'lil).
ok we're down to one sentence mind happenings so it's time to end.
ok mellie, i re-read your comment..this isn't so much a rebuttal as it is a response agreeing with most everything you say.
"OK, OK, so I understand that "paper planes" song is pretty catchy but goddamnit, just like every other fucking decent indie musician, the mainstream media takes a hit song, rapes it and leaves it on the side of the road, left for dead." word the fuck up. fuck you 'pineapple express.'' i equate paper planes with a nursery rhyme. it's sing-songy, catchy, and makes me happy. i love smoking weed and cigarettes to it because it's my version of easy listening. the lyrics are pretty badass too, which i hope isn't lost on everyone who listens to it.
"Now, every fucking time I hear "paper planes" it's being sung by a goddamn frat kid, or some dumb bitch that's wearing her new pair of UGG boots and a skirt that doesn't fit over her Keystone gut. Oh, and they continually refer to her as "Mia" and not the three-letter acronym her stage name actually is. [I understand one of her nicknames is "Maya" but say it right, damnit" couldn't have said it better. maya is her real name though. she's pregnant and when i read it the first time i thought you were calling her baby bump a keystone gut. i wish you were, because that'd be up there with your bun toasting quip. as for people calling her "mia (mee-yah)," that's right up there with people calling n*e*r*d* 'nerd' on my list of things that make me want to kick rachel ray in the teeth.
"She is legit. She has legit music and I give her legit respect. She is also a legit visual artist and has some of the most intriguing style of any spotlight artists. Anyone, however, who can give her credit must, first, give her credit from her work that has spanned the last 6 years or so."
word. i like her music because it makes me think and inspires me to create, which is what i strive to do with the music i make now and the music i hope to distribute to the masses in the future. it pisses me off that 'paper planes' is the first time a lot of her 'fans' are hearing her. if it's led them to listen to the rest of her catalogue, fantastic, i have both her albums and most of her mixtapes and have liked her since she came out. i will say, to be fair, i hopped on her bandwagon after she started getting a lot of positive critical feedback and a sizeable 'indie' following. i relate more to her hip-hop elements than anything else and loathe the 'indie' classification. right or wrong i associate 'indie' wiith bad post-emo and progressive acoustic music and shit, neither of which appeal to me.
"I'm not a pro," though we have decidedly different (most of the time) tastes in music, i value and trust your opinions about music more than any of my peers and most mainstream critics.
"official or even remotely versed in most of her music, however, I have had a taste and I respect what has graced my musical palate." well said, and i hope to expand upon your versedness, if you'll allow. fuck it, i've played 'lip gloss' with you in the car countless times, anything is better than that.
":Nevertheless, the flavour that remains at the present moment is one that has been over-seasoned by commercial media and ruined by the tasteless UNH population that has over-cooked and burnt it to a crisp." sweet extended metaphor much?
"Can you tell I'm procrastinating 2 papers?" yeah, but i'm glad.
"<3 you and see you soon. [I'll be home Sunday eve]" <3 you as well, looking forward to it. let's talk, listen to, and make music.
also, any chance you can get me a dime sack? :-)
well that was fun.
had a great day today, one of the most productive in months. went for a nice ride with ben to guitar center. i want every drum machine and keyboard that they make. so much fun playing around, we were there for like an hour. hit up whole foods too. what the fuck, why haven't i been there before. i'm not big on the whole organic food movement (not against it, just hate bandwagons..i appreciate it's benefits), but holy shit, free samples everywhere. frozen yogurt, goat cheese, orange juice, grapefruits, salad, bread to dip in olive oil..what the fuck why didn't anyone tell me about the free samples when i worked at the "shops at columbus circle" borders with the whole foods underneath....idiot.
watched 'i am legend' at ben's. i liked the effects and some of the plot, but there were a lot of holes and parts that pissed me off, especially the ending.
'hometown glory' but adele makes me long for something the same way 'konstantine' does. love? fans? independence? i know not, but it makes me long, which is a pretty powerful emotion that i cherish when i find a song that makes me do it. that and ejaculate, that's even harder to do via song. ugh, i need some ass bad. i think it's whatever key and chord progressions the song uses that makes me feel that way, like pachelbel's canon used to. who knows. mel? thoughts?
autumn, where have you been? i need to talk to you online daily. none of this mobile business. <3 wish either of us had a car cuz i'd love to chill.
made a meatloaf today. what the fuck. i'm way too domesticated for my own good right now. i need a car. and some ass. did i mention i need some ass? some good dome would do too. actually i'd prefer some good dome. ugh. i can't even beat off anymore. this is my longest stretch since i was 16. getting ass not beating off, i still do that on the daily, i shouldn't say i can't anymore, but it's a chore. how do monks do it? i dunno.
mel: if you're still reading, and since i'm apparently as infatuated with you as i am m.i.a., i was telling ben about the concubune fiasco at unh. apparently there's a big problem with dudes in india soliciting dumb american and other women who are on vacations, spiritual journeys, etc., to be their concubines, citing that it's a part of their religion. then they take their money and identities and keep them as sex slaves. dumb. asses. wanna have a just say no to concubines t-shirt printed? cuz i kinda do.
new kanye album: it's repetitive, i hate auto-tune, and i can't get enough of it. damnit mr. west, you're music is crack and my headphones are the pipe. torrents are the free crack giveaway. have i every mentioned i love torrents? cuz i do. don't arrest me.
this is a long-ass entry but i'm doing shit and had a cup of coffee at like ten so i'm not even remotely tired. ooh, sleepy pill, let me ingest you. scratch that. i was down to my final sleepy pill and i either ingested it or lost it. hmm. two months without naturally falling asleep. let's see how this week goes. hopefully well cuz i don't see my therapist til monday. meh, i've been in a generally great mood lately so whatever, i'll sleep when i sleep.
rocking out to some jazz right now. unusual occurence, one that should probably take place more often.
i hate the way my aunt folds my t-shirts. i just re-fold them.
errant feces. gross phrase.
fuck. the kanye album i just torrented is fucked up. hm. maybe just one song is fucked.
my cuticle is bleeding. ouch.
most rappers with age or size qualifiers piss me off (young, 'lil).
ok we're down to one sentence mind happenings so it's time to end.