Just got off of work, and I really shouldn't be posting blog things right now, because I've got to get ready for the wonderfully impending road trip I'm taking with my friend Kalin. She's awesome, but blogless, so no link, friends. This is also a nice way to say I might be not posting anything here for about a week. Unless I get really ambitious about the amount of 3G coverage I'll have on I5.
Oh hey Mount Shasta, I'll be seeing you again soon. Oh yeah, forgot to say where I was going. We'll be heading to Seattle, where the rest of my clan lives. I've made this drive every summer for the past 3 years, so I guess that's what one would call a tradition. Too bad gas costs more than an abortion right now. (bad joke, but i'm not deleting it).
In other, equally fun news, I'm auditioning for MTV's "True Life: I buy too many cds."
Kidding again. But seriously I do.
The results of a fantastic trip to Amoeba with my friend Melina. (which kind of rhymes). These albums should prove very useful for the 15+ hour drive up the best coast. Last time I made this drive, we recorded every album played on the drive, in order. I don't know if that's on the docket for this trip, but if we end up doing it, you'll find the list here. But for now, it's way past time for me to finish packing. I know, I should've done that yesterday. But I am, and will probably always will be a last minute packer (huh?) who brings way too many pairs of shoes for a week long trip.
For now, my friends/internet stalkers, peace out. And, as always, have fun/be safe, just like mom told you.
Hello again, internet, its been a while, hasn't it? I guess I'm not that good at having a blog. But in better news, its officially summer for me! Which translates to: doing what I do best: working. all the time. and loving it. I've realized in recent weeks that I am a person who thrives on stress/being busy. Also, I never get bored. I don't recall the last time I was, and I think that a well crafted music collection has something to do with this.
Speaking of music, I was stoked earlier this week when the cds I ordered on Amazon arrived. Yes, I buy cds, they are awesome, and mp3s don't have cases with sweet cover art or booklets with strange things written in them. And I have what might be described as an addiction to Amazon.com. Its that free shipping. Gets me every time.
I got too excited and opened the package in the car on the way to school. (at a red light, of course.) In said package: Dopethrone by Electric Wizard and Stoner Witch by (the) Melvins. And I am just now realizing how the titles of these albums make me look. whoops. I can't even begin to describe how good Dopethrone is. Oh my god. So heavy, so psychedelic, doomy, and amazing. I fully plan on writing a review of this album, so if you aren't already turned off by the weirdness (aka awesomeness) of the music I listen to, stay tuned.
With almost every Melvins album I own, I have hated it for the first few listens. For me, it takes 3 times of listening to an album to judge it. And with every Melvins album, after the 3rd listen, I'm in love. Just takes time. In other Melvins news, they're touring right now, and not coming to LA. what the hell Melvins? Perhaps because they had a residency at spaceland in January, they're all LAed out. I'd be. Luckily, half of the Melvins (the bassist and one of the drummers, yes they have two drummers, and yes it's epic) are themselves a band called Big Business, and they are also awesome and playing a show in August. So yay!
On a completely unrelated tangent, this ring has me all hot & bothered. wanna be a pal and get it for me?
I just finished watching a video of you performing a cover of Nirvana's "Smells like Teen Spirit," and I must say I'm completely disgusted. I'm offended and fucking enraged. You. Bitch. I can't even begin to put the words together that would appropriately chastise you for this crime against music.
First of all, who the hell do you think you are? You are not the caliber of musician who can be allowed to touch anything written by Kurt Cobain. You're a Disney star turned slutty-underage-horrible-music-singing-abomination. Stick to dressing up like a bird and being a complete fucking idiot while filming yourself smoking salvia. Seriously, even that creepy photoshoot you did with your dad was easier to handle than this.
Lets talk about that performance, girl. I'm not even going to go on about why your justin beiber-esque guitarist should be stabbed, lets just talk about you. Have you ever been to a show where headbanging occured? I ask rhetorically, of course. What the shit was that? As soon as the music started, you're there jumping around like a fucking kangaroo on meth. I wish that was the worst part of your performance, but no, Miley, you disappoint like no one else can. I cringed just awaiting your vocals, because it'd be scientifically impossible for your twangy ass voice to recreate anything close to Kurt's beautiful, melodic, raspy awesomeness.
Moving on to your choice of song, "Smells like Teen Spirit" is the classic, overplayed, fair weather fan song. Clearly you're not a Nirvana fan; had you known any other songs, perhaps you'd have chosen a better one. And please let me state, "Smells like Teen Spirit" is a great song, but there are better ones. A ton of better ones. A ton of WAY better ones. To name a few, 'Dumb,' 'Scentless Apprentice,' 'Aneurysm,' or 'Marigold' would've made better covers. But don't even try, bitch.
While introducing your cover, you say that "this song is something I always sing with my little brother." Ok... a little strange. First of all, if you're singing together, I think you're basically just yelling words at each other, and secondly, have you read the lyrics you're singing? isn't it a little weird to chant "MY LIBIDO" with your little brother? Yeah, I didn't think you realized that one.
Also, do you know a damn thing about grunge? Research is crucial, and its clear you didn't do it, based on that sequined outfit you wore. But on second thought, had you worn beat up jeans, chuck taylors and a flannel, I would've hated on you for raping that. Moral of the story: this isn't your territory, you are figuratively stomping on Kurt's grave. (Call Courtney, you guys would be best pals based on this alone.) You've got a lot of Nirvana fans pretty riled up about this, so leave it at this. Don't try to perform that shit again, don't do another one. This is a threat. Do not test us, because we most certainly will defend the honor of Nirvana, Kurt Cobain, and every song he's written.
With hate,
Rachel, a lifelong Nirvana fan who thinks it'd be 'pretty cool' if you dropped off the face of the earth.
Today we, Americans, are supposed to be stoked. The man responsible for a decade old terrorist attack is dead. People are cheering, standing outside the white house and rejoicing. Sure, this is good news, but when else in history has it been any less than reprehensible to joyously celebrate the death of a sick old man? I might be alone in this view.
To me, the death of Osama bin Laden isn't something to throw a party over. World police killed the bad guy. The bad guy who killed so many of us years ago. This isn't the justice that 9/11 victims/families deserved, this is 'eye for an eye,' this is 'you killed our people, now we'll kill yours.' For some reason, the deaths of iraqi/afghan/pakistani civilians don't matter, as long as the wicked witch dies. The end doesn't justify the means, in my opinion.
Perhaps this comes off as an unpatriotic, liberal, america hating rant. I can deal with that.
I'm down with this country. Mostly. And I do understand why almost everyone is on a high about Bin Laden's death. Somehow, despite the fact that I dislike the majority of mankind, I can't bring myself to cheer about the taking of a human life. Perhaps I'm nicer than I give myself credit for. Perhaps I'm more compassionate than I think. Or perhaps I'm just crazy, refusing to celebrate the death of a terrorist leader, but everyday hoping that all top 40 'artists' will die and end their assault on music. Probably the latter.
Overall, my feeling is that our government is more concerned with announcing 'Mission Accomplished' than actually solving a problem. The fact of the matter is that there are still many people out there who want 'Death to America,' and no matter what we do, these people will always exist. Enemies are a given, especially when you treat the rest of the world like we do. (oh, your natural resources, yeah... they're ours). Obviously I'm not an expert in foreign policy, or any government for that matter, but I do see a problem. Has anything changed in the hours since we killed Osama? Can I board an airplane without getting fondled? not yet. At this point, I really don't think Bin Laden's death will change a thing in this country, but I guess only time will tell us that.
And on another (government related) tangent, I've been watching a ton of videos of Anthony Weiner, who is beyond inspiring in his support of health care reform and blatant dissent of the republican party.
Basically, he's a total badass. More people need to be like this, saying what they believe rather than what will get them reelected. (I'm looking at you, Baracky)
If you've made it this far, thanks for reading, I know it was tough, and at some times grueling and emotional, and my lack of pictures probably bored you. Maybe I'll begin taking more pictures, for excitements sake.
For now, here's a picture of me after my metabolism slows down and all the candy and In N Out catch up with me.
