ironymaiden: (have it all)
not everything has gone to plan this week: some stuff i talked about in a couple locked posts, and then there's the way Powerball didn't draw my numbers*.

  1. i got C to go kayaking with me on Saturday. that was nice, even when he was being a butt.



    he's agreed to go out with me again tomorrow.


  2. i did some stuff that was hard for me, and fell on my face, but i'm better for it.


  3. i finally went to see The Big Sick with Knitta D. it was a good day to talk with her, and i was glad to see it with someone who wouldn't be triggered by all the medical stuff in it. i think that helped me keep from being upset myself. (that said, [personal profile] philotera and [personal profile] scarlettina and probably C are not allowed to watch it.) ultimately i liked it, although i felt it had been oversold by the time i saw it. Holly Hunter is brilliant, as pretty much always.


  4. the latest episode of Restaurant to Another World has a mermaid!


  5. i decided to give Kesha's Rainbow album a try. it's good, and benefits from being listened to as an album - stylistically it ranges from country to get-up-and-shake-yo-ass dance tunes. pop goodness.


and oh yeah, there was an eclipse. we had something like 92% here. that was enough to see twilight and feel a rush of cold. it was delightful to be in a group and hear the waves of reaction as new people stepped onto the deck and put on their glasses for the first time.



*say what you want about the lottery, but when there's a draw in the hundreds of millions, we buy tickets, and for me they're worth their cost just for the fun we have building castles in the sky about what we would do with the money.
ironymaiden: (pie!)
this playlist is amazing and I love it .

i think multiple people rec'd it today, but i failed to take note who.
thank you from the bottom of my heart.

this is an entire mashup album of Star Wars and Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts
Club Band. it is in the heart of [personal profile] ironymaiden's venn diagram.

enjoy before someone decides to take it down. (it certainly is a
transformative work, but you know how that goes.)
ironymaiden: (music)
Round two: I've seen nine of these ten artists live, which one is the lie?

REM
The Blind Boys of Alabama
Live
Weezer
Blues Traveler
They Might Be Giants
Sarah McLachlan
Loreena Mckennitt
Devotchka
Gogol Bordello

and an easy bonus: which one have I seen on the east coast and the west
coast?
ironymaiden: (music)
ten artists, i have seen nine of them live. which one is the lie?

Weird Al Yankovic
The Police
Violent Femmes
Concrete Blonde
Leonard Cohen
Paul Simon
Tori Amos
Melissa Etheridge
Peter Gabriel
Florence+the Machine

bonus round: who have I seen twice?
ironymaiden: (music)
this morning C started singing Ana Ng while we were walking the dog. it's remarkable what a deep and continuous groove is worn in my head - i'm pretty sure that i can sing all of the songs on Lincoln and Flood in order. (They Might Be Giants get progressively less awesome for me after Flood. Apollo 18 was uneven, and once they brought in the band i really lost interest. we had grown apart.)

i don't know if TMBG made me or knew me. it's indistinguishable now.
ironymaiden: (music)
The Beatles hit streaming services today.

the digital revolution shooed me away from The Beatles. their best albums were made without track breaks; i can confirm that the break imposed in Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band/A Little Help from my Friends still makes me scream and curse. between that and the way releases dribbled out over time and under various restrictions it was easier to enjoy all the other music out there.

i have all the feels.

***

once upon a time, videodiscs competed with VCR for the home video market. my family lived beyond the reach of cable tv lines, could get a whopping four tv channels over the air (and ABC was always snowy), and couldn't afford one of the giant satellite dishes of the day. it took an hour+ round trip to get to a video rental place. enter Columbia House.

we developed a pretty extensive collection of those heavy plastic-cased discs.* and the club thing meant that occasionally they would throw in random documentaries for free. so The Compleat Beatles arrived at our house unbidden. no one in my family was particularly into The Beatles (mom was too old, dad was into new folk, my brothers loved heavy metal, and while my sister owned The White Album and the red & blue compilations, she passed them to me without a backward look.) the doc hooked me with its exhaustive soundtrack and excellent storytelling. i watched it over and over, and in retrospect i can credit it (and another freebie, Girl Groups: the Story of a Sound) with both the formation of an independent taste in music and my love of documentary film.

The Beatles, with their evolving sound and differing writing styles, set me up for appreciating a variety of music. they had songs for when i was happy, songs for when i was depressed, songs for when i was angry, songs for whimsy, and songs for being rebellious and horny. songs that were basic, songs that were baroque. Sgt Pepper on my walkman was the soundtrack of the constant car trips to care for my declining grandmother. i wrote lyrics from White Album songs all over school notebook covers. the soundtrack of my first kiss was American Pie, but that boy used to sing Michelle to me.

***
so i played Sgt Pepper this morning when Rhapsody offered it to me. how it aches. i raged against that stupid track break. i shed a tear in memory of fellow fan [livejournal.com profile] markbourne. and i thought about how She's Leaving Home set me on the road away from the farm.







*we even got a custom cabinet for them. my parents still have them, although i don't know that they hook up the player much since my niece and nephew have outgrown Thunderbirds and Goofy Sports. i still know exactly where to get up and flip over Raiders of the Lost Ark.
ironymaiden: (man-mouse)
this song has been in my head since i found out it was on Rock Band (yay) in remix form (boo, no purchase).

ironymaiden: (bunnies)
a bit of joy tonight:

someone posts a picture of handwritten sheet music written by their grandparents, and asks if someone can play it for them.

people respond in a matter of hours, and the songs are charming.

so far i like the acoustic guitar best.
ironymaiden: (Default)
a bit of joy tonight:

someone posts a picture of handwritten sheet music written by their grandparents, and asks if someone can play it for them.

people respond in a matter of hours, and the songs are charming.

so far i like the acoustic guitar best.
ironymaiden: (the world is awesome)
i am listening to a recording of the Mike Doughty show i attended on Friday - which i purchased from the artist before i left the building.

i love living in the future.
ironymaiden: (Default)
i am listening to a recording of the Mike Doughty show i attended on Friday - which i purchased from the artist before i left the building.

i love living in the future.
ironymaiden: (washington)
[livejournal.com profile] dreamline and i went to the showing of $5 Cover: Seattle the other night. i got the tickets through SIFF, and i wasn't quite prepared...we arrived in our usual jeans and t-shirts, and the majority of the crowd was in their hipster-best.* MTV suits were there. there was even a wee red carpet and backdrop for snapping photos. the theater was sold out and i think there might have been 20 people who weren't involved in the project. i love that sort of fizzy atmosphere, but we were so outnumbered that i felt like a party crasher.

$5 Cover is a loosely interwoven story of a weekend in Seattle, featuring a double-handful of local bands. the dozen episodes add up to about an hour of content that will be on mtv.com in June. it's a perfect project for Lynn Shelton, shaping the performances of non-actors improvising stories from their lives. i liked it quite a bit...it's more subtle than anything else i've seen with the mtv label, and i enjoyed the musical content. (high points include Sean Nelson dealing with a couple of enthusiastic Harvey Danger fans, and the appearance of a Costco bale-o-toilet-paper.)

worth watching when they hit the internets. there is also a set of mini-documentaries about each of the bands directed by John Jeffcoat that look very good, and a set of sillier "B-side" shorts about things like the Top Pot donut eating contest.

i haven't been able to get Sexy Girlfriend out of my head since, so hopefully the exposure will be good for everyone involved.









* i was full of Get Off My Lawn. because damn, their clothes are ugly and the hair is worse. people choosing to wear the kind of glasses frames that were the stigmata of poverty when i was in high school really get up my nose. in my dreamworld, after i punch them i will forcefully brush their ratty hair.
ironymaiden: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] dreamline and i went to the showing of $5 Cover: Seattle the other night. i got the tickets through SIFF, and i wasn't quite prepared...we arrived in our usual jeans and t-shirts, and the majority of the crowd was in their hipster-best.* MTV suits were there. there was even a wee red carpet and backdrop for snapping photos. the theater was sold out and i think there might have been 20 people who weren't involved in the project. i love that sort of fizzy atmosphere, but we were so outnumbered that i felt like a party crasher.

$5 Cover is a loosely interwoven story of a weekend in Seattle, featuring a double-handful of local bands. the dozen episodes add up to about an hour of content that will be on mtv.com in June. it's a perfect project for Lynn Shelton, shaping the performances of non-actors improvising stories from their lives. i liked it quite a bit...it's more subtle than anything else i've seen with the mtv label, and i enjoyed the musical content. (high points include Sean Nelson dealing with a couple of enthusiastic Harvey Danger fans, and the appearance of a Costco bale-o-toilet-paper.)

worth watching when they hit the internets. there is also a set of mini-documentaries about each of the bands directed by John Jeffcoat that look very good, and a set of sillier "B-side" shorts about things like the Top Pot donut eating contest.

i haven't been able to get Sexy Girlfriend out of my head since, so hopefully the exposure will be good for everyone involved.









* i was full of Get Off My Lawn. because damn, their clothes are ugly and the hair is worse. people choosing to wear the kind of glasses frames that were the stigmata of poverty when i was in high school really get up my nose. in my dreamworld, after i punch them i will forcefully brush their ratty hair.
ironymaiden: (left hand)
i just finished Grand Obsession. the nytimes review covers it well. i had my doubts about the book, since the author is apparently batshit crazy and if i knew her in real life i would have trouble dealing with her. yet she hooked me early on and kept me engaged with her curious combination of dancing about architecture and Modern Marvels.

Knize and i share a sort of musical functional illiteracy - i don't read and count very well because i rely on hearing and feeling instead. and she discovers, as i did, that one can only get so far in the piano repertoire by repeating a section until it is memorized. (i burst into tears reading the passage where her teacher explains that she's been bullshitting up to this point - because no one ever caught me and told me what was wrong.) sometimes i miss playing the piano, and the book evokes everything i loved (and much of what i hated) about it. plus i can't resist knowing how something is made, and the why of it. it was deeply satisfying.
ironymaiden: (left hand)
i just finished Grand Obsession. the nytimes review covers it well. i had my doubts about the book, since the author is apparently batshit crazy and if i knew her in real life i would have trouble dealing with her. yet she hooked me early on and kept me engaged with her curious combination of dancing about architecture and Modern Marvels.

Knize and i share a sort of musical functional illiteracy - i don't read and count very well because i rely on hearing and feeling instead. and she discovers, as i did, that one can only get so far in the piano repertoire by repeating a section until it is memorized. (i burst into tears reading the passage where her teacher explains that she's been bullshitting up to this point - because no one ever caught me and told me what was wrong.) sometimes i miss playing the piano, and the book evokes everything i loved (and much of what i hated) about it. plus i can't resist knowing how something is made, and the why of it. it was deeply satisfying.
ironymaiden: (bondage)
years ago, a friend gave me a rock with a piece of string wound around it. i've carried around ever since. it sits on my desk at work.

this morning, i wondered if having it reduces my ambition.
ironymaiden: (bondage)
years ago, a friend gave me a rock with a piece of string wound around it. i've carried around ever since. it sits on my desk at work.

this morning, i wondered if having it reduces my ambition.
ironymaiden: (gromit hides)
coworker R sent me a link to a website that tells you the Billboard #1 song on "any date in history."

my wedding day? Gettin' Jiggy Wit It
ironymaiden: (gromit hides)
coworker R sent me a link to a website that tells you the Billboard #1 song on "any date in history."

my wedding day? Gettin' Jiggy Wit It
ironymaiden: (whee!)
LEONARD FUCKING COHEN IS COMING TO SEATTLE.

i just finished confirming my fan club membership, bookmarking the presale code page, and doublechecking my ticketbastard account so that i can be crouched over the keyboard ready to click "Best Available" at the earliest moment possible.

which makes me wonder: is there any living artist you would pay stupid money to see, even if you shouldn't spend the money? if you've already done it, was it worth it?

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