| Rocks |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|03:38 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Feiry Furnaces- Bitter Tea | ] |
Three Days...
I only have three more days...
I don't have any more than three days.
This is it.
Holy Shit.
Potato.
Penguins tend to be black and white.
A bunch of random sentences bunched together.
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| Holy smoke clearing batman! |
[Aug. 27th, 2006|04:44 pm] |
This feels strange. I'm over it. I'm over my attachment problems. I just have to pack my music collection and I am scot free (providing I get my CDs back from Elton. I leant him some real music to digest.)
Anyway, the last of the shopping is FINALLY DONE! I NEVER HAVE TO DO THAT EVER AGAIN! Thank the lord oh mighty. Or Allah, or Bramha, or whatever diety is up there. Thank the supreme force that created us for helping me with my moving out shopping.
And now I have to go.
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| Eight Days Until I Move... |
[Aug. 26th, 2006|07:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  decent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Camera Obscura- Lloyd, I'm ready to be heartbroken | ] |
I am moving to Sudbury in eight days. I can hardly wait! It's not only the living away from home thing, it's the secondary education, new life thing. I am starting a brand new life with new people, new freedoms and new experiences.
I'm practically packed. I basically just have to clean my room and sort out what crap I want to take and what crap I don't want to take. I still have a few more supplies to get before I go. I have to put my stuff into boxes and load everything into my mother's van.
And then I will go.
But for now, soccer championships are monday. So is my ren meeting. I'm quite excited-for soccer mostly. I can live without going to the ren meeting.
What else is new? I bought Camera Obscura's "Let's Get Out of this Country" and I love it. I'm listening to it right now. It's nice and poppy. Smile-centric!
Returning to the underworld of distraction!
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| I am a shitty person |
[Aug. 24th, 2006|10:56 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Wilco- I am trying to break your heart | ] |
I am a shitty, shitty person who is shitty in always possible in terms of being shitty. Shitty wishes it could be more shitty. I am a shitty friend. I am a shitty person.
That is all. Are you happy now?
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| Bowing to Peer Pressure |
[Aug. 22nd, 2006|03:27 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  nerdy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Regina Spektor- Fidelity | ] |
I feel really strange about it, but I got a myspace account for the sole purpose of keeping in touch with people. Go here to friend me, I guess: www.myspace.com/megeatsdirt. I have gotten really frusterated with it, but I think I have the hang of it now.
I also found a really good article on the importance of listening to music and loving music. here is the link: http://www.stylusmagazine.com/articles/soulseeking/the-perfect-listener-pt-1.htm
So yeah, enough links. I've been distracting myself from reality/emotions with music. Me playing guitar, listening to music, reading about music, watching music documentaries, etc. It's kind of pathetic. Really pathetic, actually, my obsession. Every summer I get a new obsession. Last summer it was obscure 90s TV and music. This year it's music, music and more music.
It has become a way of life.
New stuff too: Jason Collett, Regina Spektor, Camera Obscura, Phoenix, The Roches, We are Scientists, My Latest Novel, Stereo Total...tons of good stuff.
Time go go back to it.
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| Meme thing |
[Aug. 21st, 2006|01:29 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Of Montreal- Art Snob Solutions | ] |
This was on __lavieboheme_'s (Em's) journal, so I guess I'll do it too.
Here it is. How thereputic.
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| Time to leave the past behind |
[Aug. 21st, 2006|10:29 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  shitty | ] |
| [ | music |
| | With Arms Outstreached- Rilo Kiley | ] |
I need to move on. I need to move on. I need to move on.
I am leaving. I am leaving. I am leaving.
Why am I so attached to everything here? I just want to go so I can get over it naturally. This is going to be the slowest few weeks of my entire life. I just want it to go fast. I just want it to go as fast as possible.
Fuck, I'm sick of this shit. I'm sick of this shit.
Why can't I just move on?
I have to stop thinking about people and things. My heart is broken, and I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stay here anymore or I will just remain an emotional mess. I'm a bit of a mess. I am a mess. I'm a desaster of shit right now. I've sabotoged one of the closest friendships I've ever had, tried to distract myself from the pathetic nature of my attachement, and thought way too much about that prick out in scotland. Why do I miss him so much? I'm going to pay for this later, but why do I still think about it? It doesn't help that he's become the conquest of my sabotoged friendship. Why do I still feel this way? God damn scotland!
I just want to erase everything. I just want to go back to the beginning of semester two and spend the entire thing with no friends, no relationship, no anyone so I wouldn't have to go through what I'm going through now.
I don't really want that.
I'll just shut up now. I'm going to University. I'm entering a new world. I've got to grab the bull by the horns and move on.
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| A Day of NOTHING! |
[Aug. 18th, 2006|04:25 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cynical | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Phoenix- Honeymoon | ] |
Well my sister is at Elton's cottage (Elton being her boyfriend's new name as of now), Mom and Dad are golfing, and everyone else is either in Hawaii/Myrtle Beach/Working/Visiting friends from Montreal/Seeing Spamalot. That means I'm on my own.
Wow! Arts and Crafts mailing list e-mail! No BSS/Amy Millan/Phoenix tour dates in the Sudbury area, If only I was in Toronto during the year or they would come to northern ontario. Oh well.
I got distracted. Anyway, I'm in for a night of bad TV, KD, Music (lots of music), and doing whatever I can to stay busy. I've recently wrapped myself in Phoenix, Of Montreal, The Roches, The Hidden Cameras, New Buffalo, among others. I've been listening to more music this summer than ever before in my life. It's like if I don't absorb every note, I'll explode. What a strange feeling.
Well I'm trying hard to get the myspace thing going. It is a goal to have it up and running before the summer is through. Amy knows how to work it. I'll keep the megeatsdirt name because I can. Don't laugh that I am bowing down to peer pressure and am getting one of these things. It's just another way to stay in touch with everyone while I'm in the Armpit of Ontario.
I'm still thinking about the past year. It was one of the best times of my life, and now I have to grow up. I may miss all my friends and lovers, but they're not gone.
Fuck me sideways, I'm getting annoying! Anyway, I watched the Office last night. Both versions: American and British. They are very entertaining shows. I have a feeling that I am getting hooked. I'll leave you all with some quotes:
"I can read women. You've got to know their wants and their needs. And that can be anything from making sure she's got enough money to buy groceries each week to making sure she's gratified sexually after intercourse." (The Office- British)
"I'm allergic to violence! I break out in blood!" (Rock and Roll High School)
"Happy birthday, Jesus. Sorry your party is so lame!" (The Office- British)
Well in my next entry I will have a list. Wait for it, I'll make it good.
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| A Day out With Em |
[Aug. 15th, 2006|08:13 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Bjork featuring Thom Yorke- I've Seen It All | ] |
Today was nice. Em and I walked over to Lakeshore Music. She got sticks and I got a capo and a new humidifier for my baby. We then walked over to the Wendy's/ Tim Hortons plaza and ate fast food. I know it's bad. We walked home, got yelled at by some ass-hats in a car on Walker's Line, went home and rocked.
I then came home, made some mac and cheese, listened to some Broken Social Scene, and came on the computer.
Em and I are also going shopping with Mel (my roommate) and her best friend to break the ice. It will be interesting. She seems nice enough. I hope she can handle my freak-ness. If not, well, that doesn't seem like that will happen. We seem to get along on the phone, so I don't think in person will make that much of a difference.
Anyway, I'm going to go now.
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Peace Love Woodstock |
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| Now it's Sixteen Miles to the Promised Land |
[Aug. 13th, 2006|04:53 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Rilo Kiley- With Arms Outstreached | ] |
Well I just got back from University Shopping with the Mother. I got all of the essentail school stuff that I can just pack away. I sorted my clothes. I still have to do some more shopping, but the clothes I'm going to handle myself. I don't really like clothes shopping with my mom, so I'll get someone to go non-shopping with me. (Em...)
Well I bought a frying pan. It's strange buying things like frying pans. I've never had to buy a frying pan or anything frying pan-like, but I did.
I'm sorry, I just bored you with the adventures of my frying pan.
I need to get a hold of my roommate. Her phone is always busy. Grrr.
Anyway, I found this on the We Are Scientists website and I thought it was rather funny:
I just about pissed myself on how true it was!
Back to ordinary life!
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| The Sault...Oh Lord... |
[Aug. 12th, 2006|10:51 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Stars-Heart | ] |
This has been a freaking long week. It was beautiful and everything. The weather was wonderful and everything was perfect. I was just ready to come home. I love my home.
Anyway, I got to talk to my new roommate on the phone. Her name is Melissa. She sounds nice enough. I really hope we get along.
Speaking of which, I've got two weeks of packing ahead of me. It will not be fun. It may. I don't know. All I know is that it will be interesting.
BAH! Sleep time...
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| "Like a Glass To Drink From..." |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|02:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | relaxed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tattle Tale- Glass Vase Cello Case | ] |
I'm probobly going to Sault St. Marie Tomorrow now. My uncle can't stay as long as he thought he could, so we may be going up early. Mom had us pack early and everything. In case this is the last post before my depart, GOODBYE! I'll take tons of pictures!
It will be nice to get away. I won't have any ties or obligations. I'm only waiting for university to start right now.
I don't know why, but I've taken it upon myself to read INSANE amounts of music journalism. I have become hooked to various types, and it's pathetic and sad. I've been reading mad amounts lately, so much that it deserves its own list!
Top Five Music Journalism Outlets (electronic and magazine):
5. NME: Available at most newstands; I don't even take these guys seriously. I know that they are a time honored publication that is basically the cornerstone of British Musical Journalism, but they are known for declairing the "next big thing" every freaking week. I like this magazine because you get to make fun of them when they are wrong (and they usually are), you get full spreads of Pete Doherty making an ass of himself (and he always is), and you get hillarious articles about the same bands every week fallowing their every move. These guys are the reason that everyone's sick and tired of the Arctic Monkeys.
4. Stylus Magazine: www.stylusmagazine.com ; This is an online magazine that gives great music reviews, top ten lists, great movie reviews, TONS of music editorials (what music geek hates that!) and every thing is very well written. This site is the most reliable in terms of music reviews. Enjoy!
3. Your Band Sucks: www.somethingawful.com/yourbandsucks ; This guy hates everything. He has made a job of finding everything horrible about music and posting it on the internet. I know this sounds annoying, but he is the Maddox of music. No one is safe, From Christina Agulera to Zwan. He picks on the easy targets like the pussycat dolls and it is entertaining, but his mockery stretches as far as "Indie Sacred Cows" such as Pavement and My Bloody Valentine. No one is safe. He can moch your favourite band and you'll be asking for more. Bonus points for the hate mail he gets from fans who think that he is serious about anything he says.
2. Magnet: Available at Most Newsstands ; I love this magazine for three reasons: 1) They aren't owned by a multinational company, but by the editor. Therefore the articles remain loyal to the independant message they are trying to send. There is not a single ad in there from a corperation. All the ads are from either independant record companies or for independant artists. 2) They are not afraid to put artists like Stuart Murdoch (Belle & Sebastian) or Polyphonic Spree (Egad! Every member!) on the cover. Features are always well written and interesting. 3) You have to ACTUALLY READ the reviews to know if the record is good or not. No lazy "3 out of 5" or "B-" marks. Just genuine opinion. So there you have it.
1. Tiny Mix Tapes: www.tinymixtapes.com ; I first got addicted to this site by their "Automated Mix Tapes Generator". Before I knew it, I explored the rest of the site. There was not a single ad anywhere. They wrote interesting stories and articles that were not afraid to state honest opinions. The reviews were also very good. What got me most about this site though was that they did not only review recent albums, but they have two sections of the site where they review old records that may not have gotten the attention they deserved when they first were released. It's very impressive and fun.
So there you have it. What I do when I'm on the computer/lounging through the newsstands with a couple of extra dollars (or not-shopping). If anyone has any other really good music journalism sites/magazines that AREN'T pitchfork media or Rolling Stone/Spin, let me know!
Well, off to Sault St. Marie!
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| We Are Scientists |
[Aug. 1st, 2006|09:19 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  musical | ] |
| [ | music |
| | We Are Scientists- Cash Cow | ] |
I've got really bad news for Em: First some guy writes your book ("honest lee") but now our BAND has been created. The name: We Are Scientists.
This makes me really sad, but excited at the same time. I LOVE these guys. Not only do they rock, but they are funny as sin, have an entertaining website, give kickass interviews and are wonderfully random! They were on the new music last night since they were playing "T in the Park" in Glasgow with the likes of Franz Ferdinad and The Cribs. They made me shit my pants (figuritively) they were so funny!
I looked them up on the internet and listened to a bit of their music. I fell in love with it. While listening to them, I looked around their website. I soon realized that this was the band I always wanted to start. First of all, they were kick-ass writers (But hey, their new album is called "With Love and Squalor", so obviously they read), and they use their humor to entertain their fans. They have a section where fans send in questions and ask for advice. However, they never get serious replies and just cause the reader to laugh. But that isn't even my favourite part.
They have a special section on their site where they review random objects they see around them. I'm dead serious. One member reviewed his mustache. They review signs, sinks (yes, you heard me right, sinks), among other random things. It is most entertaining.
So check out their website: www.wearescientists.com
So Em, I guess we have to find something else to do.
And by the way, one day, I'll get you as drunk as I was on Saturday and then NEVER let you forget it! However, you are funny!
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| BAAAAHHHHHHH! |
[Jul. 31st, 2006|10:25 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | guilty | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Frank Zappa- My guitar wants to kill your mama | ] |
We leave for Sault Saint Marie on Friday. Cottage time with Meghan and her new camera! I'll take tons of pretty pictures and post them here of the island. It is pretty up there.
Anyway, I'm going to keep this thing positive, so I'm not going to dwell on the negative. I'm done, time to move on. This is not the place.
After this weekend, I NEVER want to drink again. Saturday I got very drunk on red wine and regretted it the next morning, and last night I didn't get drunk, but the champagne didn't sit well in my stomach. This is the bad thing about life: red wine is so, so good but I get drunk off my ass after 2 and a half glasses. What bugs me is that Em had MORE TO DRINK THAN ME and felt nothing. Oh well.
So now I know I can only have one glass of red wine or I'll turn into a tipsy, laughing appology machine.
I even tried to watch Frank Zappa's 200 Motels. Okay, I sat through The Wall, I got through Reefer Madness, and I had no trouble getting through some Andy Warhol flicks, but I COULD NOT GET THROUGH THIS ONE! This was the single strangest movie ever made. But you still have to love the mothers of invention!
Oh god, I never thought I'd say this, but I want to go to the Sault now!
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| I hate Nine Inch Nails + My first list on this thing |
[Jul. 23rd, 2006|10:47 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | tranquil | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Feist- Leisure Suite | ] |
God, I hate when they cover shitty bands on Ongoing history, but I still come back for more. I am such a loser.
Anyway, my parents are out for the weekend, but I didn't throw a party. Instead, Cheng and Em came over and we watched Romeo+Julet and Moulon Rouge. (Yes, they were Em's picks). It was a fun night, complete with pizza.
I've been writing songs and practicing songs all morning. That's what happens when you listen to Sarah Harmer in the morning. My voice is too weak to sing, so I've been nooding around with my guitar and stuff. It's been nice. Amy went to Church with Elton, so I've got the house to myself, and I can blast as much music as I please. I can listen to Bjork at full volume and scream "BIG TIME SENSUALITY!!!!!!!!!!"
Anyway, I've promised myself I'd include a list or two on this thing, so I may as well Start now. Keep in mind that this is my opinions and debate is welcome. Remember, FAVOURITE is different from BEST, and these are lists of FAVOURITES.
Top Five Movies about Music/Rock and Roll
5. Goldirocks: This is a Canadian (specifically Toronto)indie film about a girl who sleeps with local rock musicians and her journey to become a songwriter. The dialogue is thin, but the movie is entertaining and the actors do a great job. Plus, there's a Robin Black cameo, which makes everything better.
4. Detroit Rock City: I'm not a metal fan. I'm not even a KISS fan. Yet this movie seems to speak to anyone who wants to go to a concert so bad that they'd do anything. Who can forget those immortal words "GIVE ME MY FUCKING DRUM STICKS...Please".
3. Empire Records: Where to begin. There's Warren the shoplifter, Lucas, Gwar and the special brownies, and "REX MANNING DAY!" I love this movie because it makes me happy. It's littered with great quotes for any occasion.
2. High Fedelity: This is a manifesto for all record nerds. It's sad when you can recite every single line of dialogue without messing up even once. High Fedelity to me is what Moulon Rouge is to Em, you see it and you get me. If it's so great then why is it number two? Easy. I can relate to this movie on such a great level, but I'm simply more entertained by the movie in the number one position.
1. My Life With Morrissey: It's low budget and made by the creators of spongebob squarepants. But it also is the single most entertaining movie ever made. It follows the antics of Jackie, an employee at a design office who is obsessed with Morrissey (and if you don't know who Morrissey is YOU FAIL) Anyway, she spends her nights running around Los Angeles looking for Morrissey and running into trouble along the way. The trouble only gets worse when she actually DOES meet Morrissey, and well, see the movie to see what happens. I've laughed my ASS off so hard every time I've watched it.
So there it is. Argue, discuss, etc.
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| "Why don't you go and cut your hair, do you think it's going to make him change?" |
[Jul. 21st, 2006|11:58 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pavement- Cut your hair | ] |
"I'm just a boy with a new hair cut and that's a pretty nice haircut"
...At least I think so.
I got my hair cut short. Shorter than it's ever been. I look like Molly Ringwald circa 1985's Pretty in Pink. That's not necessarily a bad thing (I love Molly!), that's just how it looks. It's very different. Extremely different.
And fun.
Oh yeah, only a few more hours until CLERKS II!
Wow, look at me the geek.
Oh well,
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| Judy Garland- The E! True Hollywood Story |
[Jul. 20th, 2006|02:22 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | The Smiths-There is a Light that Never Goes Out/Random Judy | ] |
Yeah, I'm bored. I've been watching the afformentioned program, which has renewed my love for Judy Garland. In terms of me being sick, I'm getting better. I've been drinking tea so much that I've stopped putting milk in it while keeping the bag in to make it stronger. I can talk again, although my voice is still raspy and I can't sing. It will get better.
I put Dad's spreadsheets together this morning and therefore made some money. I still have to cash the cheque from the school. I'm putting aside a few dollars for Clerks II. It will be nice to get out of the house. I'm getting cabin fever, but you can't really go anywhere when you are sick. I'm looking forward to it.
My parents are also going out of town. I'm not having a party, but I wouldn't mind having a few people over, or going out.
To quote the smiths: "Take me out tonight, where there's music and there's people who believe in the light"
I've been listening to that song all day. I kind of feel like that's how I feel. I just want to go out.
I'm just a little upset.
"If a ten ton truck kills the both of us, to die by your side, well the pleasure, the privilage is mine."
I think I need a break from the smiths. Back to Judy.
God, who needs a drink?
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| I'm Sick |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|11:15 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Hamell on Trial- Values | ] |
I have a fucking sore throught. I can't talk or anything. I only make weezing noises that resemble words. It is very depressing. So I have nothing better to do than drink mad amounts of tea and try to get better.
And Watch Dogma again.
Well Clerks II is comming out on friday, and that should be great. I'll go, sick or not!
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| Holy Tamali! |
[Jul. 13th, 2006|10:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Feist- Gatekeeper | ] |
I haven't been on this thing in a while! Well, ever since ST started to pick up. I worked at the school, making enough money to fund my food at stratford this weekend.
Oh yeah, I'm going to stratford this weekend!
What else is new...
Not much really, except for the creepy record store guy that called my house. I never called back because I came to the conclusion that it was a BAD IDEA! Even though he seemed cool...there were more reasons against than for.
Anyway, I had an interview at starbucks that went well. They're thinking of hiring me as a temporary employee because I AM going away in a month and a half, so I don't blame them. It was fine though. I got a free coffee and everything.
Well I better get to bed. I'll be up untill TWO tomorrow night!
Peace Love Woodstock |
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| My Night Out with Em and Cheng |
[Jul. 9th, 2006|10:41 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | cynical | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sekou Sundiata- Black Boys to Men | ] |
What a strange night. What happened wasn't strange, it was the series of events that was out of the ordinary. I called everyone so we could all go see pirates. It was all ready. We were all going to meet at the theatre. It was supposed to happen.
Then pirates sold out, leaving the three of us stranded at the movie theatre.
We saw "The Devil Wears Prada" instead and enjoyed it.
Naturally, we went for coffee, and spent most of the time on the phone with Jess. That seems to always happen. Whenever I'm with em, jess calls, and whenever I'm with Jess, em calls. we managed to get a ride home with Mr. L because my parents were too drunk to drive. I came home, had some frozen yogurt, and watched an SNL re-run (the best of Saturday TV funhouse, so I didn't mind) After it was over, I came upstairs to find my dad in bed, candles STILL BURNING on the deck and my mom passed out with a scotch still in her hand. I wake her, take the scotch away, walk her up to her room and put her to bed. I blew out the candles and turned off all the lights. I finally made it to bed.
What else is new?
I got a job at ND assigning lockers.
I'm also babysitting my dad's boss' kids.
I guess I'll have money for school.
Oh god.
Peace Love Woodstock |
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