If you’re ever interested to read my two cents (aka nonsense) about music, you can click over to my music blog that I entitled, “Poopbooks“.
This music blog was a personal project to see where I could go with writing about music.
Here’s what I discovered: it’s difficult.
My goal now is just cataloging what I’ve listened to and discovered at the end of each month.
Fact: I just posted the music haul for May.
Always, suggestions are always welcomed.
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Let me explain.
So there’s that.
SxSW is finally over, but it ended early for this girl (sort of). While my brother and everyone else in Austin were all hitting up the open bars, free grub and celebrity sightings, I was at home Thursday icing my eye. It’s a good chance many of you are recovering from Sx, I still am, but I thought I might take some time to reflect so that when I go back and look, I can remember because even at this point, I’m struggling (all the days just smush together after a point).
Here is my open letter to the festival:
You’ve actually been really good to me. I got to go to industry parties, enjoy open bars, eat free food and have access to unlimited Doritos. But what I love about you best is that I got to see almost 30 shows in the span of a week, a record of 11 shows in 1 day. I love the fact that I can smoke people on my bike to get to a venue and I never had to wait in a line for a venue for more than 10 minutes.** Thank you for holding this festival in the best city possible, Austin, TX, and finally, I will be able to enjoy food at regular prices.
It’s been nice sleeping and taking days off though. The battery in my iPhone is still at 90% at the end of the day instead of noon. It feels like a month has passed, it feels like summer, and that makes my mind reluctant to go back to ‘school mode’. Funny, despite this black eye and my post-traumatic-anxiety I felt, I left the house on Saturday to 1) get the last of free drinks 2) get so so very close to seeing Justin Timberlake perform [I have Jaime to thank for that]. ‘Memorable’ would be the appropriate word to use this SX. I’ll be counting down the days until next year.
p.s. Is there some way you could work out a better line situation? I’ve never seen lines like that, ever.
p.p.s. I love you
p.p.p.s. Thank you for letting me cross “Getting photographed for street style” off my bucket list. That was cool.
**Fact: Get a bike, don’t be a delinquent, it’s really the best way to get around during South by.
Bloc Party // Dec 2012
[You can replace Bloc Party with X being a variable for any artist you listen to.]
There is something about going to a live concert that is otherworldly. It’s possible that the music is loud enough where your “vocals” won’t shatter other people’s ear drums or bother neighbors. It could be because the vibrations of the instruments rumble so loud that it drowns out any thought or stress you had before the show. These theories are my own though, I don’t know if it’s the same, but I think that is what is so great. Concerts and music festivals are a different experience for everyone.
There are the people who have waited __ years/weeks/month to see this band and they are finally at the venue, anxiously waiting for their heroes to come on. The particular artist that has helped them through a tough time or helped them celebrate something or somehow identified with how their feeling at an exact moment in their life.
There are the people who have never heard the band at all and it’s a musical exploration. It’s always really nice when you go to a random show where you don’t have any expectations and then you get your mind blown. Then you go home and research them, watch their live videos, and perhaps download their albums…and gush about them to everyone you know.
I’ve experienced both of these cases and I have serious withdrawals after the shows. I go into a music binge- listening to every song they played at the show and listening to the songs I wished they played. I look up videos and try to relive it, look at pictures, and discuss with the friends I went with about how amazing they are.
Most of my December was Bloc Party (I went on to watching this among several other videos). And more recently, I went to a show that reminded me of Bombay Bicycle Club, Vampire Weekend, and Tokyo Police Club so I’ve been revisiting those three. What kind of music withdrawals are you having?
I am a huge music nerd and all I want to do all of the time is tell people to listen to ______ because I’m obsessed. It usually changes in phases. One month I could be on a huge Blind Pilot kick, for a couple of years it might be Lil Wayne, or an all-of-the-time thing like Beyonce (my music library is very diverse).
Here are some picks that I can’t stop listening to:
Thanks to my cousin Sandy, I can’t stop listening to this while biking, spreading my arms apart and moving to the wind. It’s so groovy.
This next one is most definitely inspired by watching Perks Of Being A Wallflower. The memorable dance scene featuring the song, “Come On, Eileen” by Dexys Midnight Runners.
And because I don’t want to push too many songs on you, I’ll finish the last one with something that is more up my alley in terms of music genre. I recently found out that Alt-J will be one of the thousands of bands playing at SXSW 2013. I am super stoked to see them in the spring.
P.S. If you haven’t been listening to the new Ellie Goulding album 50 times over by now, we need to talk.