9.29.2007
9.19.2007
What I'm Listening To - 9.19.07
1. "Someone Great" by LCD Soundsystem
My second favorite song from my second favorite album of 2007 thus far. I'll let the video speak for itself
My second favorite song from my second favorite album of 2007 thus far. I'll let the video speak for itself
9.16.2007
What I'm Listening To - 9.16.07

1. "Drop It Like It's Hot (Timbaland Remix)" by Snoop Dogg.just continue on my little string of anti-Pharrell propaganda, here's a better mix of Drop It Like It's Hot, found on one of the beloved-by-me blogs, attorney st. I mean, I do enjoy the original. I just kinda love the drum groove to this one with the piercing synths. c'mon. gotta love it.
not much else to say. did i mention Pharrell is tired? or that timbo is better?
or maybe that Shock Value sucks?
or maybe that ...i dunno.
2. "The Pulse" by Digitalism.why not. just a random, very nice electronic bit from the...well, one of the best electronic acts of 2007. I just love arpeggiators, and decayed dog-barking synths. woof.
digitalism sure knows how to stir up a frenzy better than most of their contemporaries. the swell and magnitude thereof are just striking. i found myself wading through this track the first time I heard it, as it was SO much to process.
that should give you enough reason to listen, right? also, check out their album,idealism
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Now playing: Daft Punk - Technologic (Digitalism Highway to Paris Remix)
via FoxyTunes
tags:
digitalism,
electronic,
hip hop,
remix,
snoop dogg,
timbaland,
wilt
9.12.2007
What I'm Listening To - 9.11.07

1. "
Full, HQ rip, from her as-yet unreleased next album. Much better than The Beat Goes On. Take a listen :D
edit: I much preferred the Dub of this song, sadly. The production track is thin, sounds like Pharrell imitated Timbaland horribly, her voice is cloying, and the lyrics are in-between. maybe madonna found a genre she can't own?
2. A Modern Midnight Conversation by The Chemical Brothers.Funky Town sample? check. Awesome running bassline? check. Usual AMAZING Chemical Brothers production? check. European woman singing 'Listen to your heart/don't run away'? Check. this song is too catchy. from the first time i heard it, it's been in my head at least once a day. a decent album, too.
9.09.2007
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, BRITNEY?
Seriously, you looked like a bored girl at a bar dancing to your music. That was a horrible comeback performance. You needed to take off those high heeled boots so you could actually perform. You were skittish, afraid of your own choreography, and constantly checking the stage, like it had somehow moved while you were doing your body roll.
I'll be watching the DVRed copy of the show again once it's over so I can properly critique you. Bitch.
I'll be watching the DVRed copy of the show again once it's over so I can properly critique you. Bitch.
What I'm Listening To - 9.9.07

1. "G-Slide (Tour Bus)" by Lil Mama
i was totally turned off to this single when i heard it a few months ago, right from the second she sampled 'Wheels on the Bus.' i didn't want to deal with another 'Chain Hang Low'-type track. well, now that i found a high quality copy of the single and pumped it through my big system, i almost came on the spot. rattling bass, grimy synths, whistling accompaniment, T-Pain jabs, and hot rap. lil mama continues with her streak of hot-as-hell supersonic flows. brilliant. i just hope that this will be replacing 'Crank Dat' as the dance to be doin'. take a listen.
2. "As A Blonde" by FeFe Dobsonfrom her as-yet unreleased album, Sunday Love, 'As A Blonde' is perfect. Sounds like the shit my friends listened to during high school, with its driving guitar and drums--BUT the lyrics are biting and RAWK, while maintaining introspective and observational qualities. She explores the benefits of being a blonde, sarcastically.
"I was lookin in the mirror/ tryin' to find a new reflection/ wanna take the road less traveled down/ a different direction/make some new mistakes/ forget the ones i've made/ cry some tears of joy/ dress more like a boy/I'd come back as a blonde/ try a different lipstick on/ as a blonde"
if you like punk-ternative, try it out.
Brainleak 9.9.07
i went to my old haunt, club gossip in Salt Lake City, on friday. bad idea.
i had already been to two parties, and resisted the urge to smoke and drink. thank the powers that be. when i show up at the club, odd glances and old friends' ignorance lead me to believe that something was up.
well, turns out it was.
there's this nasty rumor going around the gay community there in salt lake, that i killed my friend Amelia, in opposition to the truth: I was with her when she overdosed, however, i was blacked out.
my friend Dakota and I were there, enjoying ourselves, until his friend Hagen decided to be a little bitch because he was drunk and started trying to fight with me. that was fun.
but that's not where the bullshit truly starts. one of my dear friends, Jared, hugged Dakota while i was inside dancing and said "Hey, honey it's good to see you, but I'm leaving. I would suggest you and David do the same, as there is a plot to jump David."
yeah. so all the trifling homos in SLC who thought they were friends with Amelia because I introduced her to the gay community a few months before her death, have decided that I must've killed her. I know who started this rumor and once i get the chance to speak with him, he's going to get the pure truth, which may shock him a bit, considering I'm sure he was blind to the fact that we were all using drugs heavily.
I mean, it makes sense for me to kill Amelia, right? I was her friend since about the 7th grade. I was the only person who knew about the truth to her life (details that she refused to share with anyone but myself for fear of tarnishing her name). I loved her in a way that I have rarely been able to. It was a devastating blow to me. so, I'm TOTALLY the right person to pin down for her death, right?
wrong.
i'm just sick of lies and sick of the people in the community in SLC. i need somewhere to go to make a fresh start. sigh.
/leak
i had already been to two parties, and resisted the urge to smoke and drink. thank the powers that be. when i show up at the club, odd glances and old friends' ignorance lead me to believe that something was up.
well, turns out it was.
there's this nasty rumor going around the gay community there in salt lake, that i killed my friend Amelia, in opposition to the truth: I was with her when she overdosed, however, i was blacked out.
my friend Dakota and I were there, enjoying ourselves, until his friend Hagen decided to be a little bitch because he was drunk and started trying to fight with me. that was fun.
but that's not where the bullshit truly starts. one of my dear friends, Jared, hugged Dakota while i was inside dancing and said "Hey, honey it's good to see you, but I'm leaving. I would suggest you and David do the same, as there is a plot to jump David."
yeah. so all the trifling homos in SLC who thought they were friends with Amelia because I introduced her to the gay community a few months before her death, have decided that I must've killed her. I know who started this rumor and once i get the chance to speak with him, he's going to get the pure truth, which may shock him a bit, considering I'm sure he was blind to the fact that we were all using drugs heavily.
I mean, it makes sense for me to kill Amelia, right? I was her friend since about the 7th grade. I was the only person who knew about the truth to her life (details that she refused to share with anyone but myself for fear of tarnishing her name). I loved her in a way that I have rarely been able to. It was a devastating blow to me. so, I'm TOTALLY the right person to pin down for her death, right?
wrong.
i'm just sick of lies and sick of the people in the community in SLC. i need somewhere to go to make a fresh start. sigh.
/leak
9.05.2007
Brainleak 9.05.07
yeah, so it's been a few days since i updated my blog. i was doubting that anyone was actually reading. since i really haven't felt any music 'inspire me' in any way the past few days (enough to post again), i've decided to leak a bit of my brain out onto this page.
today i'm dealing with my addiction just as strongly as i have ever. it's been so difficult thus far, and i'm not seeing it improve. i should have expected this, as it's written in nearly every 12 step program manual there is. 'put as much effort into your recovery as you put into your usage.'
but...i'm lazy. c'mon guys. ease up a bit. for meeee?! *bat eyelashes, flip hair*
anyway, getting to the point, i had my first usage dream since...well this seems to be the first that i can remember. i dreamt that i did ex with my old friend, ryan, whom i've never used with and who doesn't actually use himself. it was a confusing dream. it lasted hours. or what seemed like hours. the best thing about the dream, however, was the fact that i felt no buzz during the dream. my brain thereby proved to my body that it was pointless to crave, for there is no buzz to be found!
ha
p.s., seƱor brain... that don't work for me and mah body. we cuh-rave. until it goes away.
the best way for me to get rid of a craving, in the past, was to just...satiate it. snort, smoke, pop, or guzzle. that was my solution for anything. that became my mantra, of sorts.
"Hi, my name is David and I like to snort, smoke, pop and guzzle"
...
doesn't work too well at twelve step meetings. for some reason they don't find humor in that.
i realize, now more than ever, that it is life or death for me when it comes to drugs. and no, i'm not just being brainwashed by the big rehab machine. i was dead. i had 3 days' worth of seizures. i almost had heart attack(s).
that's what happens when david uses. this is why david starts blogs and creates new thoughtchildren and hopes to GOD someone else discovers them, to nourish them through adolescence and into mature thoughts and beliefs.
for now, i'll continue craving, but avoiding old haunts. i've been reading more than i've read in about 10 years. i used to devour books like they were rotting carcasses on the savannah and i was a lion. reading is good for me. i've rediscovered the joy and fairytale land that exists in my head. i can mull over the vocabulary i've been neglecting while using. i reopen old wounds, to let them bleed, just to watch the process of scabbing to make sure that my soul can mend still.
i've become...strangely... awake.
and it's lovely :)
(but someone find me a goddamned job)
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Now playing: MYLO - In My Arms
via FoxyTunes
today i'm dealing with my addiction just as strongly as i have ever. it's been so difficult thus far, and i'm not seeing it improve. i should have expected this, as it's written in nearly every 12 step program manual there is. 'put as much effort into your recovery as you put into your usage.'
but...i'm lazy. c'mon guys. ease up a bit. for meeee?! *bat eyelashes, flip hair*
anyway, getting to the point, i had my first usage dream since...well this seems to be the first that i can remember. i dreamt that i did ex with my old friend, ryan, whom i've never used with and who doesn't actually use himself. it was a confusing dream. it lasted hours. or what seemed like hours. the best thing about the dream, however, was the fact that i felt no buzz during the dream. my brain thereby proved to my body that it was pointless to crave, for there is no buzz to be found!
ha
p.s., seƱor brain... that don't work for me and mah body. we cuh-rave. until it goes away.
the best way for me to get rid of a craving, in the past, was to just...satiate it. snort, smoke, pop, or guzzle. that was my solution for anything. that became my mantra, of sorts.
"Hi, my name is David and I like to snort, smoke, pop and guzzle"
...
doesn't work too well at twelve step meetings. for some reason they don't find humor in that.
i realize, now more than ever, that it is life or death for me when it comes to drugs. and no, i'm not just being brainwashed by the big rehab machine. i was dead. i had 3 days' worth of seizures. i almost had heart attack(s).
that's what happens when david uses. this is why david starts blogs and creates new thoughtchildren and hopes to GOD someone else discovers them, to nourish them through adolescence and into mature thoughts and beliefs.
for now, i'll continue craving, but avoiding old haunts. i've been reading more than i've read in about 10 years. i used to devour books like they were rotting carcasses on the savannah and i was a lion. reading is good for me. i've rediscovered the joy and fairytale land that exists in my head. i can mull over the vocabulary i've been neglecting while using. i reopen old wounds, to let them bleed, just to watch the process of scabbing to make sure that my soul can mend still.
i've become...strangely... awake.
and it's lovely :)
(but someone find me a goddamned job)
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Now playing: MYLO - In My Arms
via FoxyTunes
9.04.2007
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