HERE TO SATISFY YOUR CURIOUS AND CREEPY MINDS.
(via thebestofus)
If Patrick Wolf gave a lecture at Ohio University, It would take the strength of 20 chiseled and strong men to keep me from leaping into the arms of this fine and talented specimen.
LOL, work it P. Wolf, wooorrk it.
My Halloween costume.
I’m currently working on making the AC/DC “logo” on Photoshop right now. It will be ironed on a gray shirt, and then all I’ll need is a pair of fake braces and red short shorts.
At first I was slightly bummed that I wouldn’t be able to go all out and be Lady Gaga, but now I’m ridiculously filled to the rim in excitement for this ‘costume.’
This is why I refuse to sleep for another 20 minutes. I look through my old Xangas, read through every entry, and then lie down to recollect every poignant moments from each entry and tread in the memories like I would in a swimming pool. I find a balance of bliss and sadness in such activity: bliss because I’m glad that those events that seem to mean nothing at the time had some significant in the beat of my life, sadness because there are times where I wish I done more or less - and to some degree wish I could relive it all and go through the emotional roller coaster once again.
Is this feeling going to have more weight on me 10 years from now when I’ll have another 10 years worth of memories to dwell upon? Like my 0-10 years of life, will my teenage years be mostly forgotten? I hope not. Some of these memories have died with the people who left too soon, some are warped by the drastic changes these people have made in their life - which in most part have been alright. What would have happened if I didn’t have a temporary deep infatuation for said guy? Would I be where I am or be a wife to a juggalo? Who knows. I can’t tell if I’m completely satisfied with how life is right now, but I really don’t have too much to complain about. It’ll probably be as nostalgic and precious to me years down the road, when once the leaves dry and crumble and rainy days don’t make my hair poof, I”ll be thinking about all of this all over again. Except of all the fall seasons, 2008 has been oddly forgettable.
I found this Xanga entry about the 2006 For Real Fest. VINTAGE:
Sunday, April 30, 2006
HOLY CRAP! For Real Fest was just all out amazing. I must say I haven’t had this much fun in a while, and it sure capped off everything I’ve stressed my ass off about this past month. Some dude was carrying around a 2 LBS. lollipop and raising up at Shweinhuden? i think. I loved Kitten Fister, didn’t really expect that music at the show but its defintly one of my favorite. Uh…Well last night, INMATES AND GODDAMN were amazing. and well, INSURRECT AND I OBJECT WAS GREAT and well, the whole thing was great at most parts, we didn’t stick around for Holy Shit because Insurrect basically capped the top and I doubt anyone could surpass it, though the next band that played after them was really good. Well, I know i have a shitton to say (thats not a word), and a lot of stories and what not. We walked around uptown a lot since switching sets took an hour each, go figure. God i cna’t get over how amazing that night was. blah blah blah blah blah, and Delay was the happiest band there with their pop punk persona, but hell i enjoyed them. In fact, I’ve been listening to that “Honest Effect” song for uh…..oh wow 19 times right now. I made their music count jump on their myspace.
And well I came out with a caution tape headband around my head and just having a ball. I’ll be deaf after the next 5 shows, and will probably die from second hand smoke.
And now i have to focus on this english presentation…
FLASHBACK: Like any bored high schooler, I had to do something to keep me occupied. So on January 2006, I booked a show through connections I had with a few bands from Athens, OH and West Virginia. My friend Zack Burns helped me out with all this, and after I mustered up the courage to get in contact with The Wire to book a show like this the process was pie.
Probably one of the best moments of my high school career because the outcome was overwhelming. A good chunk of my classmates came to this show - from everyone I loved to people I hated to those I”ve never seen in my life - the bands brought their own crowd to this cheap show, and honestly The Wire was packed inside and out. Shotgun for Royalty and I had a growing friendship so they were sweet enough to play on the bill, NJ’s Sparkle Motion and Bello and the gang’s band The Black Giraffe were the crowd’s favorites, and Matt’s old screamo band Von Cosel probably confused everyone because AHS is not known for odd variety as far as music goes. The only horrid memory I had of this show was that someone’s car got towed and I was charitable enough to use some of the show money to help the kid get his car back since he lived in Marietta. That night I partied at the Love and Squalor’s drummer’s house and then spent the night in Marietta to go to a local show there the next day. In retrospect, I was a punk rock rebel who once booked a sweet show. I found this flier on the Von Cosel myspace and it gave me the chills, so I thought I’d share this with everyone.
Occurred last Thursday night when I tried to round up as many execs as possible for a group photo. Although Robajab is sporting a faux frown, I think we were all pretty ecstatic about the positive hype on ACRN at this point in time.
ACRN execs lookin’ SO GOOD. Thursday was such a blast. (via Rika’s camera)
Losing my shit and going lip-less on the 7th floor of Alden library, where I happen to spend 5 hours of my day daily.
On “Rocktober” 1st, ACRN.com will relaunch its website with awesome music journalism-related content. I will have three articles on the site, so please check it out and add it to your bookmark tabs.
… will I have my Tumblr defaced by a fellow Rock Lobster. Traditionally if you don’t log out of your social site account, the user who finds out will put a penis joke in your entry/wall/twitter/etc. This is the third time and I never learn!
I <3 dongs
I imagine myself looking up to the grandiose and star-like lights of the Empire State Building on a dark snowy day, wearing a Burberry trench coat and over-the-knee boots, as Alicia Keys bellows out the chorus of this epic song.
Very few songs have accomplished triggering vivid visual imagery, and this song is certainly one of them.
Tonight I will be on-air.
