what you gonna do when you get out of jail? im gonna have some funnn

let's face it. sometimes indie rock, or whatever the hell it is that fills my ears daily, can lack a little glitter. this is the part where Mariah Carey enters into my bloodstream (awkward statement if you think about it..)

I know i've mentioned my late-night sessions of quietly listening to her greatest hits on here in the past, but i'm not quite done rambling about good ol Mariah. Remember her crazy early 90's music videos on MTV back when MTV cared about music? Like when she'd be dancing on a boat with a gold toothpick sized outfit, with sexy back up dancers and lots of racing on tiny fancy boats. Or even when she started to get a little bloated and weird, in the Heartbreaker video. It's all genius. She's one of my favorite guilty pleasures. I can even tolerate when she does the squeaky thing, or ODB's (rip) insane cracked out rapping in the song "Fantasy". COME ON. that's entertainment at it's finest. Although, I must be bring this post down to a serious level and admit that I really hate the song "Hero". I have a strong feeling that this goes against some sort of girl-code, and an even stronger feeling that it goes against a Mariah-fan code. whatever.

Remember the time she just...randomly married Nick Cannon? Out of literally nowhere. And when she had the nervous breakdown on TRL while pushing an ice cream cart sucking on an ice pop. I love the rich & insane. Bitch is amazing.

Shake It Off - Mariah Carey

Waking up on a Saturday morning, clear-headed and alive, with the entire day ahead of you is one of the best feelings. I love finding hidden gems in places where I never would have expected to find them. Mary and I took a nice little road trip to Scranton, which is not far from W-B at all, and fell in love with these tiny wonderful places. Anthology New & Used Books, Embassy Vinyl, Lavish, and GreenBeing. And during my only other trip to Scranton, I really liked Eden, which is a vegan cafe. Although, a vegan cheesesteak is nothing like the real thing, i'm just letting you know. So to the 2 people who read this blog, if you ever find yourself in this section of PA, go to those places. They're great!

Last night I attempted to watch Gummo, but stopped. Where did Harmony Korine manage to find people that look like this? It was weird and good, so I'll probably finish it another day. I liked Chloe Sevigny's lack of eyebrows, and the over all white-trashness of the entire film.

I've been listening to Band of Horses' "Cease to Begin" album all day today and yesterday. The song "No One's Gonna Love You" has become a favorite.

"and anything to make you smile,

It is a better side of you to admire"

i'm excited for tonight & tomorrow. bye!

i'm well aware that joanna newsom sounds like a strange cartoon princess, but i cannot help but fall in love with her music. she's so whimsical and captures this odd medievel sound that isnt something I could listen to 24/7, but once it comes onto my playlist, it's a nice treat.
my all time favorite song of hers is Emily, which is long and completely beautiful. I listen to her lyrics and am left puzzled at how great they are. I'm no poet, nor a musician, so with every song I fall in love with, i am left even more impressed and confused at how musician's brains work. How a song is composed, how one can think of these words to go along with the sound is all foreign territory to me. I've never played an instrument, or written a song but I have so much respect for those who do. Even something as shitty as some horrible pop punk song, or even country. I just still have respect for people who can make a fucking song out of thin air and have it travel into people's ears.collin meloy of the decemberists does a cover of newsom's song Bridges and Balloons. it's worth listening to, although her voice is really what gives the song it's true character, i must say. not his.
here is the original version. it will always remind me of driving to high school while it was so snowy out and I was tired/miserable, and this song would just make my mornings a little bit better.

Bridges and Balloons - Joanna Newsom

you are my voice

being home this weekend was just what i needed. ate lots of soup, saw Revolutionary Road, hung around with my Mom, read and laid. my cold is finally going away and I'm sitting in my little corner of my dorm trying to figure out a cozier place to be than where I am at this moment. maybe my bed at home but that's not an option right now, and that's alright. Sometimes all I need to complete my day is just my blankets, pillows, my pals, and my Ruckus player.

i've been obsessed with listening to Nada Surf's High/Low album everyday when I wake up and when I go to sleep. my arms, legs, hands, and everything in me feel so content. i love moments like this. its been happening a lot lately.

i'm sprucing up my resume to apply for a bunch of internships in the city for the summer and my head is pounding. probably because of the chai apple tea fusion from starbucks that I sipped on for so long. it was kind of a mind fuck and i'm paying the price now as I type this. what the hell is a tea fusion anyway? nottt reeeallly as into it as I thought i'd be. sugar fucks me up. i instantly turn into a hyper kid again only this time I don't have a juicebox stained mouth and my parents around to annoy.

i'm completely in love with the new Coconut Records song "microphone".

goodnight world~

look up, look up, find what you need

nothing is cozier than my hello kitty blanket. my nieces gave it to me for christmas this year and it's the most comfortable thing in the world. it features loud colors with a tourist hello kitty on it holding a camera and a map. i have way too much living in my bed with me. including two stuffed animals, one that jingles loudly and a snowman that has throw up stains on it. also, crushed raisinetts and a stain on my comforter from chocolate soy milk. doesnt this make me sound like the most enticing person in the USA?

here's a lil playlist guy for this week:

down by the river- neil young

look up- mirah

award tour- a tribe called quest

look at me (when i rock wichoo)- black kids

the world is yours- nas

im waiting for the man- the velvet underground

lousy weekend- daniel johnston

tree house- nada surf

a shot in the arm- wilco

trust vs. mistrust- the spinto band

travel song- someone still loves you boris yeltsin

raquel- neon neon

dancing in the dark-bruce springsteen

heavy metal- clap your hands say yeah

willful dispension of disbelief- modest mouse

blister in the sun- violent femmes

moonlight mile- the rolling stones

what has been in and around my ears lately:

le tigre

clap your hands say yeah

someone still loves you boris yeltsin

a tribe called quest

modest mouse

black kids



music is what i wake up to, get dressed to, walk to class to, walk home to, fall asleep to. repeat. when it's not in my ears, it's in my brain and in my heart.

:)

ahhhhhh

sundayz

i love saturday and sunday afternoons to just do nothing real. i'm very aware of the fact that i need a job, but no one wants me. the weeks are getting busier and busier, and i even joined the wilkes-barre library to save some money on books/dvds. it's just nice to know that sundays are free so i can do my routine things. i explore the internet for hours, clean, make my bed although i'll just be sitting on it all day, hydrate myself/recover, find new music, eat subway, not take a shower, be alone/not be alone, sit on the balcony, make playlists, talk with abby for hours online, read, look at the mountains from my bed. it's perfect.

here is a playlist i made today if anyone wants some new music..

fly around my pretty little miss by built to spill

little bit by lykke li

skinny love by bon iver

big sur by the thrills

You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will by bright eyes

june gloom by the like

crazy love by daniel johnston

the general specific by band of horses

you love me by kimya dawson

the girl by dr. dog

pitseleh by elliott smith

im not gonna teach... by black kids

last day of magic by the kills

death and all his friends by coldplay

these days by joy division

aint born typical.

the kills are fucking amazing musically, but also fashionably.

frontwoman alison mosshart's style is just a messy, bad-ass, girly grunge with a cig forever in her mouth, greasy black hair, perfect features, straddled across the stage floor, belting her heart away with elegantly desheveled jamie hince (miss moss' boi toi) on guitar. ok talk about run on sentence. sorry.

the two are a perfect representation of what i love about both music and fashion. definitley not zac efron and vanessa hudgens bullshit.

song reccomendations: Black Balloon, Tape Song, U.R A Fever, and Hook and Line

get on that shit.

addicted to it

i said you're losing your mind

long hair, short hair, drunk or sober...caleb from kings of leon's beautiful face and voice will forever make my life feel warm. i can't wait to hear the rest of their new album. so far, its amazing.


this melted my heart