Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Blogger is fancy now. It's weird. I forgot this existed. I'm 2 years older now.
So I'm remaking it.
So I'm remaking it.
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
A Fun Update Of Strokes News
Apparently the new strokes album actually exists (partially).
"a few more weeks of lament and self-doubt are in store, i think," julian casablancas says, laughing. a month into recording the most anticipated american rock record in years, the strokes' singer/songwriter is keeping his oft-deconstructed new york city cool despite the pressure. (it's nearly 100 degrees, and he's not even sweating.) newly fit in a sleeveless michael jackson tee, casablancas has chosen the garden of an empty italian restaurant in the east village to play us a few new songs on our discman before returning to work on the as-yet-untitled follow-up (tentatively due this fall) to 2001's culture-shifting is this it. first up is the ballad "under control," which begins with a military drum pattern followed by a languidly crooned vocal hook before the instantly recognizable sun-shower guitars kick in. next, there's a jerky rocker (working title: "supernova") that's even catchier, reminiscent of sonic youth at their most pop-minded. "i'm totally ripping them off," casablancas admits affectionately. in addition to recording live favourites such as "meet me in the bathroom" and "you talk way too much," the strokes have been playing through some new, less comfortable material. "we have a song nicknamed 'nightmare' 'cause it won't get in line. it's a rebellious song." is this it producer gordon raphael returned in the spring after an aborted experimental session with radiohead producer nigel godrich. "when we try to do it super-clean, it doesn't sound like us," casablancas explains. "it's boring if it's not filthy." four years into their career, the strokes finally seem to know who they are and what they should never become: slick, fame-jaded, road-weary, and predictable. "yeah, there was one line i wrote about a truck stop," casablancas says, "but i changed my mind."
Well.
"It's boring if it's not filthy."- Julian, on why he doesn't shower.
haha. I make myself laugh.
In other news.... well when I woke up this morning I wasn't feeling too well so I decided to watch Avril Lavigne's diary on MTV for a laugh. Anyway, I only caught like the last 10 minutes of it and at the end shes going through her CD case and there are all the bands i'd expect to see.. blink 182.. yada yada yada - and then I see The Strokes. Well. Who's trying to fit in now? Pcht. Go listen to the Ramones, Avril. Wait. You don't know who they are. Wait. What am I saying. Neither did Peter. And he's the coolest 12-year-old ever.
...Anyway...
Product Details:
# Paperback 104 pages (May 2003)
# Publisher: Omnibus Press; ISBN: 0711996016
# Category(ies): Biography , Music, Stage & Screen
# Amazon.co.uk Sales Rank: 24,570
Reviews
Synopsis
The Strokes arrived on the scene surrounded by rumour and myth but they also made a blistering album - Is This It - and left no one in any doubt that rock 'n' roll is alive and well and living in New York City. Their album subsequently wom the NME Album of the Year Award. Julian, Fabrizio, Albert, Nick and Nokolai had built the group painstakingly the way their 70s and 80s heroes used to and after a few false starts, The Strokes proved themselves to be a band with the look the sound, the attitude and the talent. In this first biography of The Strokes, Martin Roach lifts the lid on a phenomenon that the media raved about but didn't create. As manufactured pop idols multiply, The Strokes are the real deal.
Well, there you have it. The latest Strokes news as of 11:18 am Tuesday, July 29, 2003.
Apparently the new strokes album actually exists (partially).
"a few more weeks of lament and self-doubt are in store, i think," julian casablancas says, laughing. a month into recording the most anticipated american rock record in years, the strokes' singer/songwriter is keeping his oft-deconstructed new york city cool despite the pressure. (it's nearly 100 degrees, and he's not even sweating.) newly fit in a sleeveless michael jackson tee, casablancas has chosen the garden of an empty italian restaurant in the east village to play us a few new songs on our discman before returning to work on the as-yet-untitled follow-up (tentatively due this fall) to 2001's culture-shifting is this it. first up is the ballad "under control," which begins with a military drum pattern followed by a languidly crooned vocal hook before the instantly recognizable sun-shower guitars kick in. next, there's a jerky rocker (working title: "supernova") that's even catchier, reminiscent of sonic youth at their most pop-minded. "i'm totally ripping them off," casablancas admits affectionately. in addition to recording live favourites such as "meet me in the bathroom" and "you talk way too much," the strokes have been playing through some new, less comfortable material. "we have a song nicknamed 'nightmare' 'cause it won't get in line. it's a rebellious song." is this it producer gordon raphael returned in the spring after an aborted experimental session with radiohead producer nigel godrich. "when we try to do it super-clean, it doesn't sound like us," casablancas explains. "it's boring if it's not filthy." four years into their career, the strokes finally seem to know who they are and what they should never become: slick, fame-jaded, road-weary, and predictable. "yeah, there was one line i wrote about a truck stop," casablancas says, "but i changed my mind."
Well.
"It's boring if it's not filthy."- Julian, on why he doesn't shower.
haha. I make myself laugh.
In other news.... well when I woke up this morning I wasn't feeling too well so I decided to watch Avril Lavigne's diary on MTV for a laugh. Anyway, I only caught like the last 10 minutes of it and at the end shes going through her CD case and there are all the bands i'd expect to see.. blink 182.. yada yada yada - and then I see The Strokes. Well. Who's trying to fit in now? Pcht. Go listen to the Ramones, Avril. Wait. You don't know who they are. Wait. What am I saying. Neither did Peter. And he's the coolest 12-year-old ever.
...Anyway...
Product Details:
# Paperback 104 pages (May 2003)
# Publisher: Omnibus Press; ISBN: 0711996016
# Category(ies): Biography , Music, Stage & Screen
# Amazon.co.uk Sales Rank: 24,570
Reviews
Synopsis
The Strokes arrived on the scene surrounded by rumour and myth but they also made a blistering album - Is This It - and left no one in any doubt that rock 'n' roll is alive and well and living in New York City. Their album subsequently wom the NME Album of the Year Award. Julian, Fabrizio, Albert, Nick and Nokolai had built the group painstakingly the way their 70s and 80s heroes used to and after a few false starts, The Strokes proved themselves to be a band with the look the sound, the attitude and the talent. In this first biography of The Strokes, Martin Roach lifts the lid on a phenomenon that the media raved about but didn't create. As manufactured pop idols multiply, The Strokes are the real deal.
Well, there you have it. The latest Strokes news as of 11:18 am Tuesday, July 29, 2003.
Friday, April 25, 2003
"Bob" is still a stupid asshole.
I'm sick of acting. I've decided to just stick to music. The drums are fun, while acting is too petty and mean people like "Bob" just ruin any zest I ever had for it. I guess I should be tougher, but I can't really deal with shit like that right now. Maybe later. We'll see...
Anyway, for anyone who cares, I took the "What Kind of Hipster are You" quiz. It was loads of fun.
You are the Consummate Hipster. Newbies bow to
you, everyone else just stares, as you swagger
down the street with "Little Green
Bag" stuck in your head.
What Kind of Hipster Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
I feel so labled.
But anyway, go take it to and send your results to me at bop_it328@yahoo.com ...I'm curious.
I'm sick of acting. I've decided to just stick to music. The drums are fun, while acting is too petty and mean people like "Bob" just ruin any zest I ever had for it. I guess I should be tougher, but I can't really deal with shit like that right now. Maybe later. We'll see...
Anyway, for anyone who cares, I took the "What Kind of Hipster are You" quiz. It was loads of fun.
You are the Consummate Hipster. Newbies bow to
you, everyone else just stares, as you swagger
down the street with "Little Green
Bag" stuck in your head.
What Kind of Hipster Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
I feel so labled.
But anyway, go take it to and send your results to me at bop_it328@yahoo.com ...I'm curious.
Saturday, March 15, 2003
Come one, come all.
My dog is sniffing my shoe.
Fun-ness!
Today my mommie-dearest took me to Macomb Mall. I had to interview "retail associates" (basically the people who are cashiers at places like DEB *that goes out to Jessica* and the Gap.
So i made some fun appointments for during the week...
::makes angry conehead noise::
"'nuff said"
My dog is sniffing my shoe.
Fun-ness!
Today my mommie-dearest took me to Macomb Mall. I had to interview "retail associates" (basically the people who are cashiers at places like DEB *that goes out to Jessica* and the Gap.
So i made some fun appointments for during the week...
::makes angry conehead noise::
"'nuff said"
Friday, March 14, 2003
what the fuck, i feel so internet equipped. nobody's going to read this shit anyway, so i'm not quite sure why i'm doing it. People always complain about bloggers, and now i belong to the elite club. WOWSA!!!!!
so what can i bitch about today? well.... today during science class *oooooo science class* that stupid asshole (let's call him "bob") "Bob" accused me of calling him a stupid asshole. and i'm like "what the fuck?" i, of course, consider him a stupid asshole, but have enough decency to not go around expressing my valued opinion. he says "i heard that you hate me just because you didn't make second suburb and i did." what a stupid asshole! i mean, of course that's true, but i have other reasons to hate him.
and then "Bob" says, "but i'm a funny stupid asshole, aren't i!!!" \
what the fuck. no you aren't, "Bob." stop flattering yourself! i'm not even sure why you're in second suburb. you're mean and hurtful and... mean and hurtful. so there! ::smiles in triumph::
oh well. i got him to believe my innocence.
another succesful day....
so what can i bitch about today? well.... today during science class *oooooo science class* that stupid asshole (let's call him "bob") "Bob" accused me of calling him a stupid asshole. and i'm like "what the fuck?" i, of course, consider him a stupid asshole, but have enough decency to not go around expressing my valued opinion. he says "i heard that you hate me just because you didn't make second suburb and i did." what a stupid asshole! i mean, of course that's true, but i have other reasons to hate him.
and then "Bob" says, "but i'm a funny stupid asshole, aren't i!!!" \
what the fuck. no you aren't, "Bob." stop flattering yourself! i'm not even sure why you're in second suburb. you're mean and hurtful and... mean and hurtful. so there! ::smiles in triumph::
oh well. i got him to believe my innocence.
another succesful day....
