As things currently stand
Eminem
'Special Guest'(what? everyone's saying Rihanna but no confirmation. ooh, REM please)
Arctic Monkeys
Plan B
The Script
Dizzee Rascal
Pendulum
Kaiser Chiefs
Duran Duran(ha.)
Manic Street Preachers
Primal Scream
Razorlight
Chase and Status
Tinie Tempah
Courteeners
Scouting for Girls
Ellie Goulding
Bruno Mars
Jessie J
the Wombats
Mark Ronson
N-Dubz
Big Audio Dynamite
Glasvegas
Hurts
Katie B
KT Tunstell
Squeeze
the Saturdays
Example
Wiz Khalifa
Olly Murs
Cast
Kele
Ocean Colour Scene
You Me At Six
Eliza Doolittle
Fun Lovin' Criminals
Imelda May
Bellowhead
Claire Maguire
After six months of waiting, rumors, eFestivals updates, and festival forums, today marked the day that the beginning of the V lineup was announced.
I don't care what you say. I like it. But first a few things have to be said.
V posted their lineup a few hours ago, along with an accompanying video, and ever since then the Internet, in particular the most pompous of music blogs, have been awash with ridicule. Most of it boiling down to little more than 'it's shit. READING AND LEEDS FUCK YES'.
Okay, we need a talk, so-called V-ers. This is a big festival. These are big acts, whether you like them or not. Getting these tickets is no walk in the park. In fact, plenty of people miss out on these every year. V has always been a mainstream festival, y'know? It's light-weight, fun, free from the abundant music snobbery that litters the other festivals. it's august, it's summer, you're with friends, the vast majority of people are drunk out of their minds. It's about rain and wellies and having beer in your hair and looking disgusting for two days on end. It is not, nor should it be, about walking around announcing how you'd rather be watching Cancer Bats at Reading a week later. No! Jesus.
I mean, I will concede, R&L have been almost unfathomably lucky with their last few lineups. and this one looks to be going in the same direction. I would kill to go to Reading(Elbow? Muse? Pulp? My god, yes), but it's just not viable for me right now, and to say V is awful in comparison isn't fair. And, oh my God, have you seen Glasto's rumors? Genuinely, not very appealing to me. Glasto's just strength in numbers--most festivals with 45 stages can probably pull something half-decent together, you know?
All of the big festivals are good in their own right, though some of the others are just a tad overwhelming. you know, if you wanna take magic mushrooms while watching Crystal Castles before going off to get a back massage at whatever mad tent these places are throwing together, then that's fine. Sounds almost appealing. But please, just because you're doing that, doesn't make V's totally adequate lineup sucky. it isn't! It's fun, it's well put together, it's entertaining. Go ahead and be snippy about these bands now--it's February, all we wanna do is listen to PJ Harvey and drink hot chocolate and be overly critical about Claire Maguire, yeah, I'm there, I know that. But you know when the shorts and the bleach blonde hair and the Summer Choons come out, you don't care whatever the hell you're listening to. God knows I listened to so much crap last summer. It's just all about being entertained and not caring. that's the whole point of summer...the whole point of music festivals. if you don't like it, then okay, sell your ticket. It's not that hard. Leave us be!
So now that that failure of an almost rant is done, let's discuss my opinions on these yes? In an incredibly, incredibly long winded fashion, because you know that's just me.
So, Eminem. I'm not a huge fan but I know a few things and I agree he's hugely talented. I think this is genuinely an interesting choice for V. T in the Park had him last year and he seemed to go down alright, if not more than that. I must buy a record. My only slight issue is the almost anti-climax that this will be. He doesn't have the flashy lights and the guitars and the screaming you expect from a headliner. Nevertheless, Love the Way You Lie I'm sure will be awesome in the dark. Depending on who the 2nd stage headliner is, I might jump in between. who knows.
Arctic Monkeys will be, to put it lightly, phenomenal. I love the Arctic Monkeys, genuinely think they're amazing, and they are quite something live. I've seen them once before--in an small-average club, in December of 09. absolute. bedlam. I got fully knocked to the ground at least three times(as you can imagine, my memory of that night is rather vague...). However, this, compared to a field of tens of thousands of super fans, will be nothing. It'll be honest to God, on Prodigy level(best. night. of. my life.). I'm hugely excited for Saturday night, one for my personal history books. as long as my hair is soaked with beer, my brain is buzzing with fake northern accents, and I spend more time on my hands and knees than standing up, I will be a very happy girl.
I like Plan B but my slight concern is him not being able to fill a 2nd-to-headlining spot, or my paying attention for an hour straight. but no matter, I've made it through a fucking Stereophonics 2nd-to-headlining set, so this is no problem.
If I see the Script again, I'll have seen them four times. that's sad. I don't know why I even wanna see them again? Still, the Man Who Can't be Moved is quite nice live, that's something.
I'm not saying Pendulum are technically great or anything, but their live shows are absolutely immense. Again, Prodigy-level goodness. Like, I wouldn't go out of my way to see them but if I was there, then hell yes I would. That'd be amazing.
OKAY OKAY OKAY. Two years ago, I remember blogging about V '09's lineup and I definitely, definitely finished with 'still hoping for Kaiser Chiefs'. Now, 24 months on and after, yes, growing out of KC a bit, my wish has finally come true. Dear 11 year old self; I'm seeing kaiser Chiefs and there's nothing that can stop me. IN. YOUR. FACE. All I can think about, sitting here, is an evening time slot, in amongst the packed crowd, shouting the lyrics to Ruby until I loose my voice. It's my pre-pubescent dream. And I will be living it. I will be living it. There is not a single being on this planet that can stop me--I will even sacrifice Alex Turner's awesomeness live for this. This. Is. Incredible.
Lawl, Duran Duran. It's really sad that I actually want to see this with absolutely no shred of irony attached. But I will. Hungry like the Wolf late afternoon...yes, please.
I've seen Razorlight once already. I don't hate them. America is a nice one live, can really sing a long. yeah, I'd do that.
Shame I missed the Courteeners last year, they'd be another good one. Pfft, I'm so gonna get my indie fix this year. what on earth are people talking about?
I pride myself on knowing Ellie Goulding ever since she first appeared in the NME. And yet I've never seen her. Hmm, that'd be alright.
I'd see Jessie J just for Do it Like A Dude. I love Do it Like A Dude.
THE WOMBATS. OH MY GOD, LOVE IT. The Wombats are freakin' amazing and don't let anyone convince you otherwise. my friend's seen them twice and was absolutely blown away. I remember being addicted to Let's Dance to Joy Division. oddly, I still adore that song with all my being. Despite all the floppy hair and cutesy guitars, this band have the unusual ability of throwing together a moshpit every show. not even kidding. sounds fun.
Mark Ronson, hmmm? I dunno about talent, but fun, maybe. vintage suits and pretentiousness, too.
Okay, you hear this, cynics? Glas. Vegas. 'Not enough bands', 'not enough indie', what the hell do you call this? Seriously, they're Scottish, wear sunglasses in daylight, and play guitars, what more do you want? sounds like a whale of a time. Oh yeah a lot of people just wanna hear Mumford for ten hours straight. no. thank. you.
Hurts are cool, yeah, they're cool, I'm there.
Kele would be nice too. and ocean colour scene! Elize Doolittle would be nice again, on a bigger stage perhaps, and when it's not pouring rain.
Needless to say my mom's gonna be all over the oldies(they're good oldies this year, though!) and my dad's gonna be down at the indie stage. They've added a comedy stage this year. I'm hoping...Tim Minchin? Bill Bailey? Simon Amstell? Bo Burnahm, on an off chance? sounds like a blast.
Dear internet; V is awesome. I don't understand you at all sometimes.
At long last, that is all.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
I've seen and done things I want to forget
It's been a good few days, to basically summarize the unnecessary following paragraphs.
My mom got a special copy of Time magazine, or something, that's called "100 Ideas That Changed The World" and I completely, completely adore it. Even bothered taking what you might call notes(for future reference) on some of the stuff it was so interesting. On a Friday night and all! I was gonna be all like "I'm such a NERD" but that's what all the cool kids are doing nowadays and I don't know if I'm even remotely nerdy, bar a desire to read loads and loads of history books. and science books. and philosophy books. Here's to books!
I've only got to like the 15th century in the book--it's chronological--which equals out to number 40. It's embarrassing how little I knew about some of these things. I often come out wanting to know everything about them! Things that were previously known to me but have become reinforced in my mind due to this mag; #1 Modern society would be so screwed without the ancient Greeks. Socrates? Plato? Aristotle? Atomists? The Skeptics? Democracy? Kudos to them. #2 Socrates and his most famous quotes("the unexamined life is not worth living) makes me wanna delve further into philosophy, as it did for many people, which is awesome #3 'Free will' is a highly fascinating concept #4 Huamnism is fucking brilliant and #5Martin Luther is 'the shit'.
Enough of that.
I had the completely random urge to watch Fantasia on DVD a few days ago. I only have it on video so I went out and got it on DVD and spent an evening watching it. The slightly unusual thing with me is I was never like an enormous Disney fanatic. I've seen most of the popular ones, yes, but I wasn't that kid who could watch one specific movie every single day until the disk disintegrates. that wasn't my thing. For a long time my favorite movie was the 60s version of Oliver Twist. It remained my favorite movie until Roman Polanski redid it like five years ago. Then my favorite movie was Sweeney Todd. (was I supposed to be born like 120 years ago?). Anyway, in my 14th year, I have grown to LOVE a Disney movie! I was blown away with Fantasiw when I rewatched it--the color, the music, the imagery, the uniqueness of the film at the time, it was astonishing. It's kinda fun how there are some bits that I remembered very vividly and others slipped my mind entirely, as well as comparing this with my sister's memory of the movie. My favorite was always the mythological world, with the centaurs and the unicorns and cherubs, and when they're all making wine. I have no idea why I liked that so much. Something about the colors, I think. My sister says she likes the mushroom dance thing. I'm also like half way through Fantasia 2000. Rhapsody in Blue and its accompanying imagery is a masterpiece, I could listen to it all day.
I have another two days to push through, and then I find out some of V's lineup. I just want the Libertines, probably the most unlikely band of the rumors list, unfortunately. That would make my life, honestly.
And oh yeah, I actually somewhat kept up with the NME Awards this year! Surprisingly, I agreed with a lot of the people who won. Good on Muse and Biffy, also PJ Harvey, MCR, Arcade Fire(I bet they're all like "what, Album of The Year Award? Okay, go add it to the heap"), Foals, and all the other people I'm less interested in. NME has been doing "Sexiest Man of the Year" for like nine years and Matt Bellamy has won four of them. Despite Matt's utter shock and announcement of his being "too short too be sexy" when he first won this, a lot of people are obviously really quite obsessed. Don't get me wrong, I love Matt Bellamy, I argued my family who said he was "weird-looking" when I got Haarp for christmas in 7th grade, but FOUR YEARS? Why? I don't understand. It's not like there's a shortage of attractive men in music right now. What about...Simon Neil? Yannis Phillipkais? Alex Turner?(see his tumblr, he's beautiful, to be frank) They're 'sexy', right? And don't look like hedgehogs. What is wrong with the world? *end silly teenage rant*
*moves onto next paragraph of teenage silliness*
Tumblr is good for, if nothing else, presenting me with animated gifs of British comedians. I always knew this to be the case. I've had the urge to watch Never Mind The Buzzcocks again, after being reminded by this website that it's extremely quotable and Simon Amstell is adorable. Quite funny, too. I miss the old Buzzcocks. Oh Simon, you are so perfect for panel shows, please return(though I'm actually excited for a 2nd series of his weird sitcom thing. am I alone in thinking that?). I'm probably gonna have to run through all the episodes now. Someone leaked that banned one with Russel Brand in it that I HAVE to watch. I like Russel sometimes. SOMETIMES. And I always like Simon. I like all Buzzcocks, even the new ones. but oh it cannot make up for the old days. Jumping on chairs, Preston walking out, dressing up as a rabbit, Amy Winehouse talking about how she'd rather get cat AIDs than work with Katie Melua. I miss it too much.
School Monday. Fuck. where did the week go? I haven't spoken here since Monday. what have I done? well, nothing much. I bought a new edition of Q and fell in love with Kid A, and decided it has become the record of my adolescence, not that that makes sense. then I got really excited for the new Elbow out, out a week on Tuesday. tour dates, please? I spent a day in town, it's been beautiful here lately, and I wanted the snow to melt. We're dogsitting and the dog is awesome. Go away, February.
well once I go through the inevitable trauma that is the beginnings of MORE SCHOOl, I will get back to you. given that I have the time. which I probably won't.
'night.
My mom got a special copy of Time magazine, or something, that's called "100 Ideas That Changed The World" and I completely, completely adore it. Even bothered taking what you might call notes(for future reference) on some of the stuff it was so interesting. On a Friday night and all! I was gonna be all like "I'm such a NERD" but that's what all the cool kids are doing nowadays and I don't know if I'm even remotely nerdy, bar a desire to read loads and loads of history books. and science books. and philosophy books. Here's to books!
I've only got to like the 15th century in the book--it's chronological--which equals out to number 40. It's embarrassing how little I knew about some of these things. I often come out wanting to know everything about them! Things that were previously known to me but have become reinforced in my mind due to this mag; #1 Modern society would be so screwed without the ancient Greeks. Socrates? Plato? Aristotle? Atomists? The Skeptics? Democracy? Kudos to them. #2 Socrates and his most famous quotes("the unexamined life is not worth living) makes me wanna delve further into philosophy, as it did for many people, which is awesome #3 'Free will' is a highly fascinating concept #4 Huamnism is fucking brilliant and #5Martin Luther is 'the shit'.
Enough of that.
I had the completely random urge to watch Fantasia on DVD a few days ago. I only have it on video so I went out and got it on DVD and spent an evening watching it. The slightly unusual thing with me is I was never like an enormous Disney fanatic. I've seen most of the popular ones, yes, but I wasn't that kid who could watch one specific movie every single day until the disk disintegrates. that wasn't my thing. For a long time my favorite movie was the 60s version of Oliver Twist. It remained my favorite movie until Roman Polanski redid it like five years ago. Then my favorite movie was Sweeney Todd. (was I supposed to be born like 120 years ago?). Anyway, in my 14th year, I have grown to LOVE a Disney movie! I was blown away with Fantasiw when I rewatched it--the color, the music, the imagery, the uniqueness of the film at the time, it was astonishing. It's kinda fun how there are some bits that I remembered very vividly and others slipped my mind entirely, as well as comparing this with my sister's memory of the movie. My favorite was always the mythological world, with the centaurs and the unicorns and cherubs, and when they're all making wine. I have no idea why I liked that so much. Something about the colors, I think. My sister says she likes the mushroom dance thing. I'm also like half way through Fantasia 2000. Rhapsody in Blue and its accompanying imagery is a masterpiece, I could listen to it all day.
I have another two days to push through, and then I find out some of V's lineup. I just want the Libertines, probably the most unlikely band of the rumors list, unfortunately. That would make my life, honestly.
And oh yeah, I actually somewhat kept up with the NME Awards this year! Surprisingly, I agreed with a lot of the people who won. Good on Muse and Biffy, also PJ Harvey, MCR, Arcade Fire(I bet they're all like "what, Album of The Year Award? Okay, go add it to the heap"), Foals, and all the other people I'm less interested in. NME has been doing "Sexiest Man of the Year" for like nine years and Matt Bellamy has won four of them. Despite Matt's utter shock and announcement of his being "too short too be sexy" when he first won this, a lot of people are obviously really quite obsessed. Don't get me wrong, I love Matt Bellamy, I argued my family who said he was "weird-looking" when I got Haarp for christmas in 7th grade, but FOUR YEARS? Why? I don't understand. It's not like there's a shortage of attractive men in music right now. What about...Simon Neil? Yannis Phillipkais? Alex Turner?(see his tumblr, he's beautiful, to be frank) They're 'sexy', right? And don't look like hedgehogs. What is wrong with the world? *end silly teenage rant*
*moves onto next paragraph of teenage silliness*
Tumblr is good for, if nothing else, presenting me with animated gifs of British comedians. I always knew this to be the case. I've had the urge to watch Never Mind The Buzzcocks again, after being reminded by this website that it's extremely quotable and Simon Amstell is adorable. Quite funny, too. I miss the old Buzzcocks. Oh Simon, you are so perfect for panel shows, please return(though I'm actually excited for a 2nd series of his weird sitcom thing. am I alone in thinking that?). I'm probably gonna have to run through all the episodes now. Someone leaked that banned one with Russel Brand in it that I HAVE to watch. I like Russel sometimes. SOMETIMES. And I always like Simon. I like all Buzzcocks, even the new ones. but oh it cannot make up for the old days. Jumping on chairs, Preston walking out, dressing up as a rabbit, Amy Winehouse talking about how she'd rather get cat AIDs than work with Katie Melua. I miss it too much.
School Monday. Fuck. where did the week go? I haven't spoken here since Monday. what have I done? well, nothing much. I bought a new edition of Q and fell in love with Kid A, and decided it has become the record of my adolescence, not that that makes sense. then I got really excited for the new Elbow out, out a week on Tuesday. tour dates, please? I spent a day in town, it's been beautiful here lately, and I wanted the snow to melt. We're dogsitting and the dog is awesome. Go away, February.
well once I go through the inevitable trauma that is the beginnings of MORE SCHOOl, I will get back to you. given that I have the time. which I probably won't.
'night.
Monday, February 21, 2011
In which I blog to feel almost productive
Where have the last three days gone?
It's amazing how time flies when you know you have nothing you should be doing. This weekend has been a routine of waking up, listening to music, reading, writing, and falling asleep again. and no panic too. I'm not sure I've ever been this lazy in my life. hey, when did I become such a teenager? oh yeah I always was a bit. anyway.
I have labelled this my sort of theme song even though the lyrics have nothing to do with me and I'm nowhere near as interesting this song. it's frenzied, frantic, chaotic, fiercely energetic. it's wonderful! so much is going on! aaaah! and this is nothing, I hear the whole album this is from is absolute bedlam, but in a good way of course. I first listened to this guy because Tom Milsom was wearing a Max Tundra t-shirt and the t-shirt and Tom's hair were similar in color. interest sparked, somehow. Oh wow, that is beyond silly.
A few weeks ago my parents put a limit on how many songs I can buy on iTunes. This one week I bought like 20 songs, I will concede, but that was a one-off. some weeks I buy almost nothing, it varies a lot. but I don't buy that many on a regular basis! I was having a lucky few days that week when I was looking for music. point being, now I'm only allowed to buy 6 songs a week and I think I'm going crazy. You know this rule is an issue when you stay up on Sunday evening till 00:01 to buy five songs. grrrr. Oh how I love music.
Perhaps I will catch up on my CDs because of this? I still have a few left from Christmas. I'm itching to get into Kid A, the timing seems appropriate. I've yet to watch any reviews for the new Radiohead EP thing, I assume it's good though? I've mentioned being in a Radiohead mood a few times now, I think.
Oh Land is worth listening to, particularly Son of a Gun. The Goldfrapp of 2010/2011? Yes please! It's rather minimalist(if you excuse my blatant ignorance of minimalism and let me use the word to distract from my limited vocabulary) and the production is coolish.(when did I start this thing of pretending to know anything about production, anyway?). This is honestly some lovely synthpop in my opinion. like la Roux level wonderfulness.
Sad music news; I missed out on Florence tickets. They sold out ridiculously fast. But I've already seen Florence once so it's not that bad...and I'm also not very happy since I was under the impression someone was gonna WRITE A SECOND ALBUM at some point. This album came out in early July 2009...how can you stay hyped over three summers? For all I love Florence, she strikes me as a bit one album wonderish. Her most remarkable talent is the ability to keep people interested in the same few songs for inordinate amounts of time. how does she do it?
I watched the original True Grit on DVD and I really like it. the new one's better, though.
That and woah, NME Awards in a few days. I don't keep up with award things, be it music or otherwise, for some reason, but I just heard about this. I'm excited, I think? I miss the tour de pretentiousness that is the NME, sigh sigh sigh, please come soon, summer. I miss you England, though honestly I'm living off pot noodle this week which is good enough. At least the NME put up hundreds of videos of their stuff. Hey, Dave Grohl got that outstanding Godlike Genius Award. why is it the people who win that are always people I don't really like?
I find out the lineup to the music festival I'm going to in a week. That is, I find out the lineup in a week not go to it obviously. I have to wait another six months to go to the damn thing.
It seems the good bands will be more spread out over the major UK festivals this year. Last year was Glasto's 50th so they got all the good oldies, and Reading and Leeds were amazingly lucky with their to-die-for lineup so V got some of the leftovers, frankly. not to say it wasn't good! Prodigy was the best spectacle of my life to date, no question. But this year I think is turning out to be a more even balance.
I think one day I want to go to all three festivals? In one year? I mean, I'll have to become a sort of billionare first, obviously, but it would be fantastic. certainly I will go to all three in my lifetime. it's problematic being overseas because Glastonbury's so early and R&L's so late. the general consensus is that they're bettter than V but seeing as I'm local to V and it was my first festival, that'll probably always be my favorite. Glastonbury will probably become completely outdated in my lifetime. R&L will continue to thrive, although it is filled primarily with lunatics and metalheads.
I think I'm going to read Plato's Republic because all the cool people are into neo-platonism, or at least a few hundrd years ago they were. Borders' only al-Farabi book is selling for $115. What? I don't understand.
Did I mention we're dogsitting for my sister's friend? I don't really do the animal thing, unless it happens to be a guinea pig(not joking). She's cute, yes, and she's well behaved! But it's a bit of a burden. I'm such a horrible person...
anyway, plans for this week; read a lot, write something that isn't about myself(scary thought, huh?), learn something on piano outside of what my teacher assignes, sort out my bombsite of a room, listen to CDs, start health project, ignore science project, work my way through DVD boxset of the Fast Show, sleep. sad.
happiness!
and uh, 'night!
It's amazing how time flies when you know you have nothing you should be doing. This weekend has been a routine of waking up, listening to music, reading, writing, and falling asleep again. and no panic too. I'm not sure I've ever been this lazy in my life. hey, when did I become such a teenager? oh yeah I always was a bit. anyway.
I have labelled this my sort of theme song even though the lyrics have nothing to do with me and I'm nowhere near as interesting this song. it's frenzied, frantic, chaotic, fiercely energetic. it's wonderful! so much is going on! aaaah! and this is nothing, I hear the whole album this is from is absolute bedlam, but in a good way of course. I first listened to this guy because Tom Milsom was wearing a Max Tundra t-shirt and the t-shirt and Tom's hair were similar in color. interest sparked, somehow. Oh wow, that is beyond silly.
A few weeks ago my parents put a limit on how many songs I can buy on iTunes. This one week I bought like 20 songs, I will concede, but that was a one-off. some weeks I buy almost nothing, it varies a lot. but I don't buy that many on a regular basis! I was having a lucky few days that week when I was looking for music. point being, now I'm only allowed to buy 6 songs a week and I think I'm going crazy. You know this rule is an issue when you stay up on Sunday evening till 00:01 to buy five songs. grrrr. Oh how I love music.
Perhaps I will catch up on my CDs because of this? I still have a few left from Christmas. I'm itching to get into Kid A, the timing seems appropriate. I've yet to watch any reviews for the new Radiohead EP thing, I assume it's good though? I've mentioned being in a Radiohead mood a few times now, I think.
Oh Land is worth listening to, particularly Son of a Gun. The Goldfrapp of 2010/2011? Yes please! It's rather minimalist(if you excuse my blatant ignorance of minimalism and let me use the word to distract from my limited vocabulary) and the production is coolish.(when did I start this thing of pretending to know anything about production, anyway?). This is honestly some lovely synthpop in my opinion. like la Roux level wonderfulness.
Sad music news; I missed out on Florence tickets. They sold out ridiculously fast. But I've already seen Florence once so it's not that bad...and I'm also not very happy since I was under the impression someone was gonna WRITE A SECOND ALBUM at some point. This album came out in early July 2009...how can you stay hyped over three summers? For all I love Florence, she strikes me as a bit one album wonderish. Her most remarkable talent is the ability to keep people interested in the same few songs for inordinate amounts of time. how does she do it?
I watched the original True Grit on DVD and I really like it. the new one's better, though.
That and woah, NME Awards in a few days. I don't keep up with award things, be it music or otherwise, for some reason, but I just heard about this. I'm excited, I think? I miss the tour de pretentiousness that is the NME, sigh sigh sigh, please come soon, summer. I miss you England, though honestly I'm living off pot noodle this week which is good enough. At least the NME put up hundreds of videos of their stuff. Hey, Dave Grohl got that outstanding Godlike Genius Award. why is it the people who win that are always people I don't really like?
I find out the lineup to the music festival I'm going to in a week. That is, I find out the lineup in a week not go to it obviously. I have to wait another six months to go to the damn thing.
It seems the good bands will be more spread out over the major UK festivals this year. Last year was Glasto's 50th so they got all the good oldies, and Reading and Leeds were amazingly lucky with their to-die-for lineup so V got some of the leftovers, frankly. not to say it wasn't good! Prodigy was the best spectacle of my life to date, no question. But this year I think is turning out to be a more even balance.
I think one day I want to go to all three festivals? In one year? I mean, I'll have to become a sort of billionare first, obviously, but it would be fantastic. certainly I will go to all three in my lifetime. it's problematic being overseas because Glastonbury's so early and R&L's so late. the general consensus is that they're bettter than V but seeing as I'm local to V and it was my first festival, that'll probably always be my favorite. Glastonbury will probably become completely outdated in my lifetime. R&L will continue to thrive, although it is filled primarily with lunatics and metalheads.
I think I'm going to read Plato's Republic because all the cool people are into neo-platonism, or at least a few hundrd years ago they were. Borders' only al-Farabi book is selling for $115. What? I don't understand.
Did I mention we're dogsitting for my sister's friend? I don't really do the animal thing, unless it happens to be a guinea pig(not joking). She's cute, yes, and she's well behaved! But it's a bit of a burden. I'm such a horrible person...
anyway, plans for this week; read a lot, write something that isn't about myself(scary thought, huh?), learn something on piano outside of what my teacher assignes, sort out my bombsite of a room, listen to CDs, start health project, ignore science project, work my way through DVD boxset of the Fast Show, sleep. sad.
happiness!
and uh, 'night!
Friday, February 18, 2011
about a year ago, I typed 'Babyshambles' into youtube's searchbar
...Sad as it is, I haven't been quite the same since.
I can't help, somehow, to look back at what is ordinarily my most dreaded time of the year(February) with an unusual fondness, when it comes to last year's. the darkness, the snow, looking after my neighbor's cats while they were on vacation. and of course, Arena documentaries, red new romance jackets, 'blood art', flights of lyrical fancy, and stories of drug-induced escapades through the decaying streets of England.(not sure what I'm talking about). point is, that was last year's February vacation. and today starts this year's February vacation. at last. and I'm getting really unnecessarily nostalgic for no reason whatsoever.
from one musician of questionable sanity to another, my current week-long obsession is TOM MILSOM. See the last post. Over the course of the last few stress-filled days, my head decided it be necessary that I watch every single hexachordal video...over...and over...and over again. my conclusion? the guy needs to make more videos. loads more. through two years of watching Alex&Charlie and the occasional Tom video, I don't know why it took me so long to realize how absolutely brilliant he is. I do that a lot. But Tom, just WOW. I wish i was him, or knew him, or something. honestly, he's so cool and I love everything about him(creepy? yessum.). everything from 'woah, he can play like twenty different instruments' to 'he uses words in clever ways' to 'jesus christ, I love his blue hair'. also, he introduced me to Tom Bacon, Max Tundra, and 20th century classical. he will be the sound of the next nine days. it's an obsession.
Since that somehow didn't accurately express my enthusiasm for this, let me reiterate by saying TOM MILSOM MARRY ME MARRY ME MARRY ME LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE FUCKING LOVE. there.
another thing, is his 8-Bit version of All My Little Words by the Magnetic Fields great or what? A.) This is the only 8-Bit music that I can tolerate so far in my life. up until I saw this video, I wouldn't have known to call it 8-Bit. where does that title come from? the 8 and the Bit, what's that all about? unless it's explained to me by a skinny, neurotic English boy with crooked teeth and it's played on a ukulele, I have no intention of finding out. B.) It's lame to admit this, but I'd never really given the Magnetic Fields much of a go before...shameful, right? I like All My Little Words(but I could never make you stay//not for all the tea in China//not if I could sing like a bird//not for all North Carolina//not for all my little words). hey, if you like this level of tweeness in your lyrics, like I do, then I'd highly recommend them.
And also I got into PJ Harvey far, far too late, meaning about a fortnight ago when the video for The Words That Maketh Murder came out. SO, SO GOOD. Sea of Bees are my latest cutetronica* guilty pleasure, and Emika is fun to listen to. why do I like so much electronic stuff lately? what ever happened to guitars? why is Do It Like A Dude so ridiculously better than Price Tag in every way possible?
After my all-things-Doherty phase, I went through a bit of a dry spell last year regarding listening to music. I just never worked up the motivation to go looking, y'know? it was strange. It was only really revitalized with spring. I don't know why my interest in music is remaining normal, if not more exaggerated than normal, so far this winter. It's amazing and I hope it stays that way.
this week, I worked on a history project that i did far too much work on. I mentioned this before, but I did a project comparing someone from the Muslim empire and from the European renaissance. very, very interesting when it comes down to it. al-Farabi was a wonderful find--at least my teacher seemed impressed, what with the more than 100 books and speaking 70 languages(woah.) and all that. I can't find Nicholas of Cusa's On Learned Ignorance anywhere but I want to read it so badly. I've been barely reading at all lately, it's annoying and sad and horrible. Anyway, I went so vastly over the top with this silly project, that I started doing homework at 3:30 yesterday and ended about eleven hours later. that includes food etc., but STILL. I better be getting an A or I will NOT be pleased. I have not had a life since sunday...
when I saw True Grit which was absolutely astonishingly wonderful. it's interesting how this movie, with scenes such as a man's fingers being cut off with a knife and left in pieces on a wooden table, get the movie a PG-13 rating...while one not-even-that-bad girl-on-girl sex scene--Black Swan, obviously--and it's R. what? people are weird. I envy the leading actress in True Grit, whoever that is, I don't know, I don't know anything about actors. or movies. it was great, though. My mom got me the original True Grit on DVD a few days ago, as well as the soundtrack from the most recent Sherlock Holmes movie(with Robert Downey jr, I guess is the only other way I can specify) which I absolutely adored from the first time I saw it. it's different. reminiscent of that Oliver Twist movie that got bad reviews, I think? but better. it's kasabian stripped of electronics, boosted in gypsy weirdness. I could listen to it all the time.
do I ever talk about anything that doesn't have a melody?
I failed an English essay, probably, because the class is disappointing and so infested with textbook grammar. same with a science test, since studying never fitted into my schedule and I can never keep my eyes open at that time anyway. I take longer than I need to in art. In health, one realizes there is still stigma about suicide and depression--our current topic--and it's horrible. I want more magazines and I need to wear my black 'army' boots more. I would sell my soul to get a place in Camrbride(I don't know why I said most of that).
anyway, a week off, time to sleep. night for now.
*I totally made that up....I'm a word play master, right?
I can't help, somehow, to look back at what is ordinarily my most dreaded time of the year(February) with an unusual fondness, when it comes to last year's. the darkness, the snow, looking after my neighbor's cats while they were on vacation. and of course, Arena documentaries, red new romance jackets, 'blood art', flights of lyrical fancy, and stories of drug-induced escapades through the decaying streets of England.(not sure what I'm talking about). point is, that was last year's February vacation. and today starts this year's February vacation. at last. and I'm getting really unnecessarily nostalgic for no reason whatsoever.
from one musician of questionable sanity to another, my current week-long obsession is TOM MILSOM. See the last post. Over the course of the last few stress-filled days, my head decided it be necessary that I watch every single hexachordal video...over...and over...and over again. my conclusion? the guy needs to make more videos. loads more. through two years of watching Alex&Charlie and the occasional Tom video, I don't know why it took me so long to realize how absolutely brilliant he is. I do that a lot. But Tom, just WOW. I wish i was him, or knew him, or something. honestly, he's so cool and I love everything about him(creepy? yessum.). everything from 'woah, he can play like twenty different instruments' to 'he uses words in clever ways' to 'jesus christ, I love his blue hair'. also, he introduced me to Tom Bacon, Max Tundra, and 20th century classical. he will be the sound of the next nine days. it's an obsession.
Since that somehow didn't accurately express my enthusiasm for this, let me reiterate by saying TOM MILSOM MARRY ME MARRY ME MARRY ME LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE FUCKING LOVE. there.
another thing, is his 8-Bit version of All My Little Words by the Magnetic Fields great or what? A.) This is the only 8-Bit music that I can tolerate so far in my life. up until I saw this video, I wouldn't have known to call it 8-Bit. where does that title come from? the 8 and the Bit, what's that all about? unless it's explained to me by a skinny, neurotic English boy with crooked teeth and it's played on a ukulele, I have no intention of finding out. B.) It's lame to admit this, but I'd never really given the Magnetic Fields much of a go before...shameful, right? I like All My Little Words(but I could never make you stay//not for all the tea in China//not if I could sing like a bird//not for all North Carolina//not for all my little words). hey, if you like this level of tweeness in your lyrics, like I do, then I'd highly recommend them.
And also I got into PJ Harvey far, far too late, meaning about a fortnight ago when the video for The Words That Maketh Murder came out. SO, SO GOOD. Sea of Bees are my latest cutetronica* guilty pleasure, and Emika is fun to listen to. why do I like so much electronic stuff lately? what ever happened to guitars? why is Do It Like A Dude so ridiculously better than Price Tag in every way possible?
After my all-things-Doherty phase, I went through a bit of a dry spell last year regarding listening to music. I just never worked up the motivation to go looking, y'know? it was strange. It was only really revitalized with spring. I don't know why my interest in music is remaining normal, if not more exaggerated than normal, so far this winter. It's amazing and I hope it stays that way.
this week, I worked on a history project that i did far too much work on. I mentioned this before, but I did a project comparing someone from the Muslim empire and from the European renaissance. very, very interesting when it comes down to it. al-Farabi was a wonderful find--at least my teacher seemed impressed, what with the more than 100 books and speaking 70 languages(woah.) and all that. I can't find Nicholas of Cusa's On Learned Ignorance anywhere but I want to read it so badly. I've been barely reading at all lately, it's annoying and sad and horrible. Anyway, I went so vastly over the top with this silly project, that I started doing homework at 3:30 yesterday and ended about eleven hours later. that includes food etc., but STILL. I better be getting an A or I will NOT be pleased. I have not had a life since sunday...
when I saw True Grit which was absolutely astonishingly wonderful. it's interesting how this movie, with scenes such as a man's fingers being cut off with a knife and left in pieces on a wooden table, get the movie a PG-13 rating...while one not-even-that-bad girl-on-girl sex scene--Black Swan, obviously--and it's R. what? people are weird. I envy the leading actress in True Grit, whoever that is, I don't know, I don't know anything about actors. or movies. it was great, though. My mom got me the original True Grit on DVD a few days ago, as well as the soundtrack from the most recent Sherlock Holmes movie(with Robert Downey jr, I guess is the only other way I can specify) which I absolutely adored from the first time I saw it. it's different. reminiscent of that Oliver Twist movie that got bad reviews, I think? but better. it's kasabian stripped of electronics, boosted in gypsy weirdness. I could listen to it all the time.
do I ever talk about anything that doesn't have a melody?
I failed an English essay, probably, because the class is disappointing and so infested with textbook grammar. same with a science test, since studying never fitted into my schedule and I can never keep my eyes open at that time anyway. I take longer than I need to in art. In health, one realizes there is still stigma about suicide and depression--our current topic--and it's horrible. I want more magazines and I need to wear my black 'army' boots more. I would sell my soul to get a place in Camrbride(I don't know why I said most of that).
anyway, a week off, time to sleep. night for now.
*I totally made that up....I'm a word play master, right?
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thick Color, Concrete, Night, and Paint
Happy Valentines Day. I'm single, though that is obvious. I'm neither sad nor happy. I have to much to do and nothing relevant to say.
I have this, though.
You'd be hard pressed to find something I love more than this. I expect to memorize it, write it on all my binders, as people like me do. I love Tom Milsom.
Two of my favorite things; cities and nighttime. I'm rather obsessed. I can't decide where I want to live more, New York or London. Or Paris, if I ever learn the language. I know I know, that's so cliched.
I'd just be happy to live in a city, frankly.
Anyway, enjoy. :D
I have this, though.
You'd be hard pressed to find something I love more than this. I expect to memorize it, write it on all my binders, as people like me do. I love Tom Milsom.
Two of my favorite things; cities and nighttime. I'm rather obsessed. I can't decide where I want to live more, New York or London. Or Paris, if I ever learn the language. I know I know, that's so cliched.
I'd just be happy to live in a city, frankly.
Anyway, enjoy. :D
Saturday, February 12, 2011
baby I was born this way
yes, I am adding to the surplus of Born This Way quotes that have been all over the universe for the past 48 hours. I listened to Born This Way for the 1st time last night, and I was instantly blown away. I like Lady Gaga but usually it takes me a while to really start enjoying her songs, but....WOW this was something else. It came out Friday and it sort of already feels like a classic, y'know? that's astonishing.
this song and my getting lost on Simon Neil's tumblr are probably why I've done no homework and tomorrow will be hell. Biffy clyro are playing to a bunch of fans in Boston tomorrow, only I am too young to be one of them. it's so not fair. luckily, Tim Minchin in less than four months! and, V lineup announced in sixteen days! and stuff like that!
I loooooove Bify Clyro, I just remembered. well I never really forgot but you know I've been listening to too much La Roux and LCD Soundsystem lately too notice. Those two groups do lovely stuff, believe it or not. I can't stop listening to Drunk Girls by LCD Soundsystem. I've known and liked the song since it came out(April) so why I've decided to become particularly attached to it now, I'm not quite sure. My album birthday list is growing fast...and I still haven't listened to all my Christmas stuff yet. I'm bad. I cannot stop listening to Klaxons too--Echoes is quite good. It puts what little I know of Myths of The Near Future to shame. plus, Elbow just released a song a week ago. and, it's taking me way longer to get into it than their for other stuff, but Elbow have been around for almost 15 years and I like every single one of their songs, so I think it's unlikely they'll fail me now. argh, not long until the new album out. everything Guy Garvey does is to die for.
yeah, I didn't mean to start rambling about music tonight.
I'm doing a World Civ project where we have to compare a European renaissance man and an Islanic Empire renaissance man and I actually love it. I have a habit of falling for subjects of projects. I'm comparing Abu Nadr al-Farabi and Nicholas of Cusa. I felt like looking for philosophers that day, I don't really know why. I guess a lot of people were after artists and I wouldn't to do something a little bit different. al-Farabi was pretty awesome, he did more or less everything, wrote hundreds of books, and spoke loads of languages. he was a genius. Nicholas of Cusa was too--he wrote a book called De Docta Ignorantia('Of Learned Ignorance') where he's talking about how knowledge is good but we're all inherently ignorant and the human mind can never fully comprehend the universe and nothing can be totally proven and everything we learn is relative to the simplistic things we already know. He was a Cardinal. He was, by today's standards, an agnostic theist. Also, he had some pantheistic views and his idea of heaven was one of a unison of all good people of all religions. All of this was kind of extraordinary for his time. I really want to buy Of Learned Ignorance now but it's more than likely I won't understand half of what's being said. Hell, some online summaries are even a bit of a stretch for my feeble literary comprehension. Also I want to get into Plato, because both of my renaissance men(and also everyone I came across in research) were kinda obsessed with him, but the same issue of comprehension presents itself. anyway, for all I love this stuff(and really, I do adore it all) it loses its appeal a bit late at night, like tonight, when I still need to research. and I need to type everything up by Monday, ugh, hell.
and an English essay! We have to do some awful essay about comparing heroes in stories we've read. I did my planning really late Thursday so everything I'm gonna write will be even more terrible than usual. on friday the teacher made us write our theses anonymously on the board then she went round and everyone critiqued them. this is something I've seen done before in this school system, and I don't really understand. there's this idea that the moment a name disappears from some work, the writer behind it disappears. in other words, the critics can be complete assholes about whatever's written(teacher included!). For a few theses, some people's reaction was to openly laugh at them. What?! How is that okay?! There's someone in the room who's most likely feeling awful about their writing now, and just because you don't know who that is, does not make them feel any better. I find it quite disgusting, actually. Luckily mine didn't cause laughter, but it was far from good, too. I think the teacher grimaced? Hmm. And I know some of the kids who were being the most cruel about this; they're hardly T S Eliot. this whole experience has put me off this class and this essay, of which I have a first draft due Monday. it's horrible.
and I have to start a health project soon...well, two. 1st one's a time capsule, that's easy and interesting for someone who seems absolutely obsessed with themself, and is. finding a hero in health is more problematic, simply because I don't have any. at least, none that I think would be appropriate for this project. sigh again.
Even though tomorrow's gonna be Homework Hell, I'm gonna see True Grit and I'm so excited.
I've only got one week until February vacation, which will contain the bulk of my celebration of Peter Doherty Appreciation Month(yeah, this is still happening), mainly by watching the Peter Doherty Arena documentary, the music video to Fuck Forever, and that really weird video on YouTube where he's with Amy Winehouse and some day-old baby mice.(the last one's really worth a watch, actually). oh yeah, February is also a bit Radiohead-ish for me, more pop-y and electronic Radiohead though, and I need to get into Kid A nowish.
also, Tokion had better release a new issue now or I am not going to be happy.
anyway, that's about all that's going on for me right, just thought I should write it here...
night
this song and my getting lost on Simon Neil's tumblr are probably why I've done no homework and tomorrow will be hell. Biffy clyro are playing to a bunch of fans in Boston tomorrow, only I am too young to be one of them. it's so not fair. luckily, Tim Minchin in less than four months! and, V lineup announced in sixteen days! and stuff like that!
I loooooove Bify Clyro, I just remembered. well I never really forgot but you know I've been listening to too much La Roux and LCD Soundsystem lately too notice. Those two groups do lovely stuff, believe it or not. I can't stop listening to Drunk Girls by LCD Soundsystem. I've known and liked the song since it came out(April) so why I've decided to become particularly attached to it now, I'm not quite sure. My album birthday list is growing fast...and I still haven't listened to all my Christmas stuff yet. I'm bad. I cannot stop listening to Klaxons too--Echoes is quite good. It puts what little I know of Myths of The Near Future to shame. plus, Elbow just released a song a week ago. and, it's taking me way longer to get into it than their for other stuff, but Elbow have been around for almost 15 years and I like every single one of their songs, so I think it's unlikely they'll fail me now. argh, not long until the new album out. everything Guy Garvey does is to die for.
yeah, I didn't mean to start rambling about music tonight.
I'm doing a World Civ project where we have to compare a European renaissance man and an Islanic Empire renaissance man and I actually love it. I have a habit of falling for subjects of projects. I'm comparing Abu Nadr al-Farabi and Nicholas of Cusa. I felt like looking for philosophers that day, I don't really know why. I guess a lot of people were after artists and I wouldn't to do something a little bit different. al-Farabi was pretty awesome, he did more or less everything, wrote hundreds of books, and spoke loads of languages. he was a genius. Nicholas of Cusa was too--he wrote a book called De Docta Ignorantia('Of Learned Ignorance') where he's talking about how knowledge is good but we're all inherently ignorant and the human mind can never fully comprehend the universe and nothing can be totally proven and everything we learn is relative to the simplistic things we already know. He was a Cardinal. He was, by today's standards, an agnostic theist. Also, he had some pantheistic views and his idea of heaven was one of a unison of all good people of all religions. All of this was kind of extraordinary for his time. I really want to buy Of Learned Ignorance now but it's more than likely I won't understand half of what's being said. Hell, some online summaries are even a bit of a stretch for my feeble literary comprehension. Also I want to get into Plato, because both of my renaissance men(and also everyone I came across in research) were kinda obsessed with him, but the same issue of comprehension presents itself. anyway, for all I love this stuff(and really, I do adore it all) it loses its appeal a bit late at night, like tonight, when I still need to research. and I need to type everything up by Monday, ugh, hell.
and an English essay! We have to do some awful essay about comparing heroes in stories we've read. I did my planning really late Thursday so everything I'm gonna write will be even more terrible than usual. on friday the teacher made us write our theses anonymously on the board then she went round and everyone critiqued them. this is something I've seen done before in this school system, and I don't really understand. there's this idea that the moment a name disappears from some work, the writer behind it disappears. in other words, the critics can be complete assholes about whatever's written(teacher included!). For a few theses, some people's reaction was to openly laugh at them. What?! How is that okay?! There's someone in the room who's most likely feeling awful about their writing now, and just because you don't know who that is, does not make them feel any better. I find it quite disgusting, actually. Luckily mine didn't cause laughter, but it was far from good, too. I think the teacher grimaced? Hmm. And I know some of the kids who were being the most cruel about this; they're hardly T S Eliot. this whole experience has put me off this class and this essay, of which I have a first draft due Monday. it's horrible.
and I have to start a health project soon...well, two. 1st one's a time capsule, that's easy and interesting for someone who seems absolutely obsessed with themself, and is. finding a hero in health is more problematic, simply because I don't have any. at least, none that I think would be appropriate for this project. sigh again.
Even though tomorrow's gonna be Homework Hell, I'm gonna see True Grit and I'm so excited.
I've only got one week until February vacation, which will contain the bulk of my celebration of Peter Doherty Appreciation Month(yeah, this is still happening), mainly by watching the Peter Doherty Arena documentary, the music video to Fuck Forever, and that really weird video on YouTube where he's with Amy Winehouse and some day-old baby mice.(the last one's really worth a watch, actually). oh yeah, February is also a bit Radiohead-ish for me, more pop-y and electronic Radiohead though, and I need to get into Kid A nowish.
also, Tokion had better release a new issue now or I am not going to be happy.
anyway, that's about all that's going on for me right, just thought I should write it here...
night
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
I have the greatest news ever. and then I complain.
Today, I came home from school, a pathetic and wonderful 45 minutes of homework and a piano lesson, and of course, first thing I did was check Facebook.
What do you know, a Tim Minchin Fanpage update? Hmmm, always nice, I'm thinking, but lately they're always concert dates that are far out of my reach. I mentally sigh. Where to this time, Tim?
The link is to his blog, titled
wait for it
"Fancy that! A Boston Tim party In June"
dfgjhslkdjfhglskdhglsdfrjhgl WHAT?!
excuse the general idiocy of this, but OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. Tim Minchin? Here? June 4th? Playing? here? Tim Minchin? Here? Here?
and best of all, NO AGE RESTRICTIONS.
guys, this is phenomenal. I never thought this could ever happen, ever. Ever. Oh my God, this is amazing. amazing. I loooooove Tim Minchin, I think he's simply amazing, as anyone who reads my blog should know. I hope you think this too, or at least know of Tim. I basically love him as much as is possible. Being word-perfect on Storm shows dedication. seeing him would be heavenly.
my dad's into Tim Minchin now, haha. He basically takes whatever songs are on iTunes for his iPod, including my 15 Tim Minchin things. He walks in today after work and he says "Naomi, your man Tim Minchin...is kind of a genius". HA. told you all he's amazing. and trust me, my dad's a pretty tough customer when it comes to musicals and musical comedy and basically anything that isn't The Cure or Siouxsie and the Banshees.
I know it's be weird, seeing him with my parents. and people will think I'm weird. and chances of there being anyone there my age are virtually nonexistent. still, this is an amazing chance right here and I don't care what people think. anything for Tim.
and oh, what will he play? I'm so excited for new songs! He just keeps getting better and better, really. Obviously there's be Prejudice, Inflatable You, If I Didn't Have You. I'm REALLY hoping Storm has a chance, also Rock n Roll Nerd and The Good Book. the last one is unlikely, but it's one of my favorite Tim Minchin songs of all time so it would be sooo amaaazzzing.
this so totally broke the Endless Cycle Of Misanthropy that has been this week so far. and yeah you're getting a waterdown version of it. hold on tight, everyone.
In Art, all we're doing is perspective except I do everything wrong and the teacher neer explains anything. good thing I missed some of today's lesson. guidance counselor appintment. ugh. It's not like we talked about anything except he kept forcing me to get into some after school club. for...dun dun dun college. ugh, it's a nightmare. it makes me skin crawl. at least half my living family went to Cambridge. Every family gathering is shrouded by percentiles and A-levels and GCSE results and schools and majoring and minoring and 'well, you're gonna do a science, right?'. This has been happening my entire life and honestly the pressure is unbearable. I get away from that every once in a while, and then in school, college is the topic. so, so often. For one thing, I'm not going to get into Cambridge. I'm going to be one of the few in my family for whom this is not going to be a viable option. It's gorgeous and amazing and I love it, but I'm not getting in. I've spent about five years getting used to that crushing fact. for another, I hate this whole 'you've got to be WELL ROUNDED' bullshit. Honestly, I do not understand this. At all. I'm pretty sure if I had one serious amount to contribute to one area(I do not, but bear with me), I wouldn't be terribly concered with, say, the school newspaper or joining a sport just to look good. and I mean Jesus Christ, people here are insane, looking good requires half your life time! and then there's grades! There's a misconception every minute of every day has to be spent doing something productive or else you're stupid and you will got no where in life. Such crap. Plus there's an idea that you should know what you want to do, because that's definitely a good idea at age 14. they're obsessed with college when I just want to never hear about it. Sometimes I hate the school system here. thanks, guidance counselors.
In Enironmental Science I got stuck up front and center, which makes me panic a lot. plus, I sit next to a girl I hate who, whilst being incredibly witty, could not be more disrespectful or annoying. I made an idiot of myself with moon phases--homework took six hours before, like I had time to concentrate on all that. the girls behind me are know-it-alls, not that they're especially smart in the long run. class ends early a lot, and this girl behind me NEVER SHUTS UP. it was her birthday a few days ago and she kept talking about the (Americanized) ITALIAN food her ITALIAN mother was making for her and blah blah blah something about a type of pasta that doesn't even sound real. she thinks she's so fucking cultured it makes me sick.
world civ the teacher hates me, like all teachers do eventually(I whine so much and am pretentious as hell). We're doing proejcts comparing renaissance people and people from the Islamic Empire though and it's so amaazing. today we were watching a video about Islam that's actually really interesting, but I could not keep my eyes open. I might have actually fallen asleep at one point. at least, I didn't seem to be quite in touch with reality. I'd say I kept drifting in and out of hallucinations, too, but one can't really know that for sure obviously. Plus, hallucinations at twelve oclock wouldn't make an awful lot of sense. and everyone in my class acts moronic, to be perfectly honest, and our teacher hates us so much.
English is hell. I got a 75% on my awful essay I wrote about my summer reading book, way back in September. ugh. Everything I write comes out sounding completely terrible. I hate it. and English is supposed to be like my favorite class. it's so boring right now. sooo much grammar and vocab--easy vocab too. everyone must know the words we have to memorize, it's ridiculous.
sigh sigh sigh. why does this happen at this exact point every single year? I think I honestly have very minor serotonin issues. all I want to do at school every morning is sit in the caf listening to Rimsky-Korsakov(Song of India is beatufiul) and hating everything. except like Tim Minchin. teehee.
Could I be more annoying?
oh yeah, last thing. Since I obviously post such classy, intellectual, fascinating blog posts like this, I figured, you must never bore of me, right?! so I got a tumblr. whirl awake again dot tumblr. it sucks, I don't know how Tumblr works, and it's gonna fail in about two weeks. whatever.
night. :D just under four months. I need a countdown.
What do you know, a Tim Minchin Fanpage update? Hmmm, always nice, I'm thinking, but lately they're always concert dates that are far out of my reach. I mentally sigh. Where to this time, Tim?
The link is to his blog, titled
wait for it
"Fancy that! A Boston Tim party In June"
dfgjhslkdjfhglskdhglsdfrjhgl WHAT?!
excuse the general idiocy of this, but OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. Tim Minchin? Here? June 4th? Playing? here? Tim Minchin? Here? Here?
and best of all, NO AGE RESTRICTIONS.
guys, this is phenomenal. I never thought this could ever happen, ever. Ever. Oh my God, this is amazing. amazing. I loooooove Tim Minchin, I think he's simply amazing, as anyone who reads my blog should know. I hope you think this too, or at least know of Tim. I basically love him as much as is possible. Being word-perfect on Storm shows dedication. seeing him would be heavenly.
my dad's into Tim Minchin now, haha. He basically takes whatever songs are on iTunes for his iPod, including my 15 Tim Minchin things. He walks in today after work and he says "Naomi, your man Tim Minchin...is kind of a genius". HA. told you all he's amazing. and trust me, my dad's a pretty tough customer when it comes to musicals and musical comedy and basically anything that isn't The Cure or Siouxsie and the Banshees.
I know it's be weird, seeing him with my parents. and people will think I'm weird. and chances of there being anyone there my age are virtually nonexistent. still, this is an amazing chance right here and I don't care what people think. anything for Tim.
and oh, what will he play? I'm so excited for new songs! He just keeps getting better and better, really. Obviously there's be Prejudice, Inflatable You, If I Didn't Have You. I'm REALLY hoping Storm has a chance, also Rock n Roll Nerd and The Good Book. the last one is unlikely, but it's one of my favorite Tim Minchin songs of all time so it would be sooo amaaazzzing.
this so totally broke the Endless Cycle Of Misanthropy that has been this week so far. and yeah you're getting a waterdown version of it. hold on tight, everyone.
In Art, all we're doing is perspective except I do everything wrong and the teacher neer explains anything. good thing I missed some of today's lesson. guidance counselor appintment. ugh. It's not like we talked about anything except he kept forcing me to get into some after school club. for...dun dun dun college. ugh, it's a nightmare. it makes me skin crawl. at least half my living family went to Cambridge. Every family gathering is shrouded by percentiles and A-levels and GCSE results and schools and majoring and minoring and 'well, you're gonna do a science, right?'. This has been happening my entire life and honestly the pressure is unbearable. I get away from that every once in a while, and then in school, college is the topic. so, so often. For one thing, I'm not going to get into Cambridge. I'm going to be one of the few in my family for whom this is not going to be a viable option. It's gorgeous and amazing and I love it, but I'm not getting in. I've spent about five years getting used to that crushing fact. for another, I hate this whole 'you've got to be WELL ROUNDED' bullshit. Honestly, I do not understand this. At all. I'm pretty sure if I had one serious amount to contribute to one area(I do not, but bear with me), I wouldn't be terribly concered with, say, the school newspaper or joining a sport just to look good. and I mean Jesus Christ, people here are insane, looking good requires half your life time! and then there's grades! There's a misconception every minute of every day has to be spent doing something productive or else you're stupid and you will got no where in life. Such crap. Plus there's an idea that you should know what you want to do, because that's definitely a good idea at age 14. they're obsessed with college when I just want to never hear about it. Sometimes I hate the school system here. thanks, guidance counselors.
In Enironmental Science I got stuck up front and center, which makes me panic a lot. plus, I sit next to a girl I hate who, whilst being incredibly witty, could not be more disrespectful or annoying. I made an idiot of myself with moon phases--homework took six hours before, like I had time to concentrate on all that. the girls behind me are know-it-alls, not that they're especially smart in the long run. class ends early a lot, and this girl behind me NEVER SHUTS UP. it was her birthday a few days ago and she kept talking about the (Americanized) ITALIAN food her ITALIAN mother was making for her and blah blah blah something about a type of pasta that doesn't even sound real. she thinks she's so fucking cultured it makes me sick.
world civ the teacher hates me, like all teachers do eventually(I whine so much and am pretentious as hell). We're doing proejcts comparing renaissance people and people from the Islamic Empire though and it's so amaazing. today we were watching a video about Islam that's actually really interesting, but I could not keep my eyes open. I might have actually fallen asleep at one point. at least, I didn't seem to be quite in touch with reality. I'd say I kept drifting in and out of hallucinations, too, but one can't really know that for sure obviously. Plus, hallucinations at twelve oclock wouldn't make an awful lot of sense. and everyone in my class acts moronic, to be perfectly honest, and our teacher hates us so much.
English is hell. I got a 75% on my awful essay I wrote about my summer reading book, way back in September. ugh. Everything I write comes out sounding completely terrible. I hate it. and English is supposed to be like my favorite class. it's so boring right now. sooo much grammar and vocab--easy vocab too. everyone must know the words we have to memorize, it's ridiculous.
sigh sigh sigh. why does this happen at this exact point every single year? I think I honestly have very minor serotonin issues. all I want to do at school every morning is sit in the caf listening to Rimsky-Korsakov(Song of India is beatufiul) and hating everything. except like Tim Minchin. teehee.
Could I be more annoying?
oh yeah, last thing. Since I obviously post such classy, intellectual, fascinating blog posts like this, I figured, you must never bore of me, right?! so I got a tumblr. whirl awake again dot tumblr. it sucks, I don't know how Tumblr works, and it's gonna fail in about two weeks. whatever.
night. :D just under four months. I need a countdown.
Friday, February 4, 2011
in which my worry that I have far too much time on my hands and watch too much BBC is made official.
I have come to an awkward point in my televisual fangirl career, in that I've been struggle to decide who is the best-written character ever; Mark Corrigan from Peep Show, Sir Digby Chicken Cesar from M&W or, most recently, Malcolm from The Thick Of it. See, it's my new obsession and it will be of most of my Friday nights for most of the year from now on. everywhere I go, all the 'Best British Shows Of The Deacde" things, The Thick of It is the only contemporary that really consistently gives Peep Show a run for its money. don't get me wrong, Peep Show is half my life, I love it to death and I will probably crumble away when it inevitably reaches its end in three or four years time, but this show is so so good too. I would highly, highly recommend it. Peter Capaldi + Rebecca Front + James Smith equals love, love, unconditional love in my head.
Regardless of preferences for the actual show, Peep Show and all those involved have the better tumblr pages. have you seen 'fuckyeahrobertwebb'? Jesus Christ, the fangirling gets rather troubling there. (and David's so much cooler, everyone knows that, even if he isn't gonna start hosting Never Mind The Buzzcocks any day soon).
OH OH OH I'm so far behind on my once-beloved Never Mind The Buzzcocks episodes it's kind of ridiculous. like yeah, I got though Webb's and Tim Minchin's and Katherine Tate's and as much Frankie Boyle as the average person can stomach, but I've fallen out of my love for it. probably, quite simply, because I would eat my own fingers to get Simon Amstell back there. please, Simon? please? you haven't got anything better to do right? the new episodes get kinda boring and the guests were kinda B list. I was impressed that they got Cee Lo Green, sure. I've been kind of hoping they'll shove some indie 'alternative' guy on there again...or another Dappy or someone. THEY GOT EXAMPLE AGAIN HE IS EVERYWHERE AND I HATE HIM. okay, this paragraph is beyond pathetic in structure and I will end with saying Noel Fielding's still funny and awesome and attractive in a way no one has yet to describe properly.
and yeah I just started watching some of 10 O'clock live which is David Mitchell, Jimmy Car, Charlie Brooker, and Lauren Laverne's new-ish jokey news show and I'm not quite sure what to make of it. like, this sort of thing is worth watching maybe on election night if you think you're a bit above all the usual chaos, but not every week, right? and it's so far left and rather contrived, if I didn't want to marry David I would hate it, I'm afraid. however, I will look further into it for a better opinion. food for thought, hmm. it's the sort of show that's probably very addicting in the end, and I'll regret this whole paragraph. feel like I should be running through the entirety of the BBC lately, haha.
It has been a dull week. Ending up listening to the Streets one way or another, picking up stupid fashion mags, reading the NME, and realizing just how pointless 9th grade English is. developing a sudden desire to listen to the White Stripes a lot, I really do define what is to be hated about the oe-track-minded people of today.
I love Fridays but I did nothing today. it's quite frustrating, since I find free time is rare during the week. I have little planned for the weekend. I'll be spending most of it trying to get my head around Peter Doherty's new blog. he's starring in some shitty French 'art film'(shudder) at the moment. I'm actually very disappointed. for some reason he's doing a one-off tour in the UK and in Germany which isn't fair. has he done a US tour? is he allowed to do a US tour? I'm not so sure. Certainly, the attempt would kill him. but I would really, really like a Babyshambles album out some time between now and the end of time.
Musically the latter end of the year is probably going to turn out quite well for me. sure, we've got the Kills in a few months. after, Elbow, Kasabian(fingers crossed), Arctic Monkeys, etc. plus, I'm expecting more people to go into the studio soon after. Biffy Clyro can't tour the same album for forever(Florence Welch would say otherwise, I'm sure). A Flo album would be lovely too, though she is going to be such a victim to second album syndrome, no wonder she's putting it off. the Killers are getting back together in May. it is a cause for celebration, most definitely.
Health stuff is silly. Ugh, 'All About Me' things really are getting on my nerves. does the teacher really think we take this stuff seriously? although the problem lies mostly with my life, or lack thereof. I have no achievements, no big ones, none that I would really want to announce to twenty other people. same with goals. and hobbies. I sound like the completely dysfunction human being that I am, plus I have a huge list of favorite bands. and art is annoying, obviously there's no better way to make someone feel completely useless at everything.
my initial enthusiasm for this new semester is dwindling...
luckily I know everything we're doing in science at the moment, and world civ is oddly cool. ugh, english english english. it's all vocab and parts of speech and short stories, frankly it is beyond tedious. and last block, every day! it's rather hellish. I did homework for almost six hours on tuesday. I cannot continue like this. I'm hoping for another snow day this week(thursday?). we've got one more potential snow day left before they start taking off spring vacations. with nothing to do apart from whine about my homework for the rest of winter, snow days are still a very attractive idea.
I'm so not in the mood for blogging and I have a new Klaxons CD to listen to.
Regardless of preferences for the actual show, Peep Show and all those involved have the better tumblr pages. have you seen 'fuckyeahrobertwebb'? Jesus Christ, the fangirling gets rather troubling there. (and David's so much cooler, everyone knows that, even if he isn't gonna start hosting Never Mind The Buzzcocks any day soon).
OH OH OH I'm so far behind on my once-beloved Never Mind The Buzzcocks episodes it's kind of ridiculous. like yeah, I got though Webb's and Tim Minchin's and Katherine Tate's and as much Frankie Boyle as the average person can stomach, but I've fallen out of my love for it. probably, quite simply, because I would eat my own fingers to get Simon Amstell back there. please, Simon? please? you haven't got anything better to do right? the new episodes get kinda boring and the guests were kinda B list. I was impressed that they got Cee Lo Green, sure. I've been kind of hoping they'll shove some indie 'alternative' guy on there again...or another Dappy or someone. THEY GOT EXAMPLE AGAIN HE IS EVERYWHERE AND I HATE HIM. okay, this paragraph is beyond pathetic in structure and I will end with saying Noel Fielding's still funny and awesome and attractive in a way no one has yet to describe properly.
and yeah I just started watching some of 10 O'clock live which is David Mitchell, Jimmy Car, Charlie Brooker, and Lauren Laverne's new-ish jokey news show and I'm not quite sure what to make of it. like, this sort of thing is worth watching maybe on election night if you think you're a bit above all the usual chaos, but not every week, right? and it's so far left and rather contrived, if I didn't want to marry David I would hate it, I'm afraid. however, I will look further into it for a better opinion. food for thought, hmm. it's the sort of show that's probably very addicting in the end, and I'll regret this whole paragraph. feel like I should be running through the entirety of the BBC lately, haha.
It has been a dull week. Ending up listening to the Streets one way or another, picking up stupid fashion mags, reading the NME, and realizing just how pointless 9th grade English is. developing a sudden desire to listen to the White Stripes a lot, I really do define what is to be hated about the oe-track-minded people of today.
I love Fridays but I did nothing today. it's quite frustrating, since I find free time is rare during the week. I have little planned for the weekend. I'll be spending most of it trying to get my head around Peter Doherty's new blog. he's starring in some shitty French 'art film'(shudder) at the moment. I'm actually very disappointed. for some reason he's doing a one-off tour in the UK and in Germany which isn't fair. has he done a US tour? is he allowed to do a US tour? I'm not so sure. Certainly, the attempt would kill him. but I would really, really like a Babyshambles album out some time between now and the end of time.
Musically the latter end of the year is probably going to turn out quite well for me. sure, we've got the Kills in a few months. after, Elbow, Kasabian(fingers crossed), Arctic Monkeys, etc. plus, I'm expecting more people to go into the studio soon after. Biffy Clyro can't tour the same album for forever(Florence Welch would say otherwise, I'm sure). A Flo album would be lovely too, though she is going to be such a victim to second album syndrome, no wonder she's putting it off. the Killers are getting back together in May. it is a cause for celebration, most definitely.
Health stuff is silly. Ugh, 'All About Me' things really are getting on my nerves. does the teacher really think we take this stuff seriously? although the problem lies mostly with my life, or lack thereof. I have no achievements, no big ones, none that I would really want to announce to twenty other people. same with goals. and hobbies. I sound like the completely dysfunction human being that I am, plus I have a huge list of favorite bands. and art is annoying, obviously there's no better way to make someone feel completely useless at everything.
my initial enthusiasm for this new semester is dwindling...
luckily I know everything we're doing in science at the moment, and world civ is oddly cool. ugh, english english english. it's all vocab and parts of speech and short stories, frankly it is beyond tedious. and last block, every day! it's rather hellish. I did homework for almost six hours on tuesday. I cannot continue like this. I'm hoping for another snow day this week(thursday?). we've got one more potential snow day left before they start taking off spring vacations. with nothing to do apart from whine about my homework for the rest of winter, snow days are still a very attractive idea.
I'm so not in the mood for blogging and I have a new Klaxons CD to listen to.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
ten things from the past few days
#1.) I have an impending obsession. When I mention 'obsession' it normally involves joining some sort of cult that worships British comedians, mockumentaries, or the world's greatest BBC-engineered one-liners ever. does the obsession fit this pattern? why yes! and it is called The Thick Of It. Brits may or may not have heard of it, it's not super super population but it's not unheard of. Very Peep Show level, yeah. I myself discovered it in my parents' DVD collection, where most good televisual things are found by me. my dad got a Boxset quite recently. It's basically a deadpan kinda mockumentary thing based around low-level politicians. I've only watched a couple so far but it is really, really, really funny. I mean, I'm pretty certain at least half of the political cultural references are going right over my head, but the one-liners are fantastic and I just could not stop laughing. plus, in my history, anything co-written by Jesse Armstrong turns into TV obsession for me. the only sad thing is, I can name basically every actor in that show, one way or another. the UK comedy show circuit isn't huge, anything but, but that's still shows I invest too much time into these things.
#2.) While we're on the topic of mockumentaries, I intend to spend the remainder of winter trying to 'get into' the Father Of All Mockumentaries. Also known as The Office. I know, I'm weird I don't watch it already. either the UK one or the US one. here's a little known fact around here; the UK one came first. I'm spreading this knowledge. I intend to try both. I heard the US one is surprisingly good for a country who don't really do spin off series very well, as history goes. this is the plan.
#3.) February is Peter Doherty Appreciation Month(for me). while the snow piles up and the mid-winter gloominess is at its height, I skulk around my house, wanting knee-length worn-out jackets & trilbys, writing lyrics to Last Of The English Roses over available bare skin during class, and singing along to Fuck Forever when my parents aren't around. it suddenly makes it the best month of the year. like I mentioned last time, the Libertines just got added to V's rumour list? Like, I literally wouldn't be able to handle that level of awesomeness. although I will probs get used to it after the awesomeness that will hopefully by February. ps, I will get at least one oversized androgynous cheap jacket some time soon.
#4.) Tumblr is a godsend. especially those 'fuckyeah' things. like, I know nothing of this site, other than it can provide me with flashy Peep Show things with quotes on them and their are 128 pages of pure David Mitchell-ness. I started my own account, though my total social networking world must reach a limit soon, and I doubt I'll be able to get my head around the website anyway.
#5.) Snow days never ever get bad. ever. like, ours just got announced a few hours ago, hence my writing to you, and we're gonna get up to two feet apparently. I don't care about June. no one wants to do anything in June, teachers included. I'm glad for a snow day. no one else is. bah. I wanna watch Fried Green Tomatoes and play crappy Playstation games and do fuck all. it's fun. I hope for more.
#6.) Out of all the 'arts' teachers in the world, the teachers at my school are the least capable of showing emotion ever. i swear to god my english teacher is a robot. actually, her most common label is 'bitch' but to qualify for that some sense of anger has to be involved, you know? nope. none at all. just a drone. 'write down some vocab, read the story, pass in your homework, or you wrote a three-page letter that took you an hour and a half and you could barely keep your eyes open, okay'. WHAT?! Ditto art teachers. fuck, perspective isn't that hard, it doesn't take 3/4 of the block. and when he wasn't doing that, we were told to be creative with our portfolio folders. creativity is hardly a prominent trait of mine, particular not at eight oclock in the morning. the latter is true for everyone I think. the classroom was awash with soccer balls and pastel-colored bubble writing. he went around kinda nodding at everyone. didn't even pass comment on Little Miss Art Prodigy(who sits opposite me)'s work. nor did he comment on my garish swirls and dots and faded green marker, though that is to be expected.
#6.) the likelihood of finding cool people in my classes are remarkably slim. there's like two girls in my art class I know a bit and they aren't amazing friends. science I know almost everyone one way or another. world civ, everyone hates everyone and the teacher doesn't want to be there cause no one does. english kinda meh. though my expectations are low, that much is obvious.
#6.) 1st health class proves the class probably won't suck. there's a few cool people and it's a tiny class(not even 20 kids I think?) that's kinda shoves somewhere n the math corridor. teacher seems nice. ratemyteacher agrees. it's kinda ugh 1st block of the day. we're doing 'all about us' posters Friday which will be a bore.
#7.) # of teachers who know I'm English- 2/5. that's a fairly good number at this point in time. my english class know, I think. i spoke and they stared for like five minutes, which is normally a telltale sign. it seems petty but it's good to get it out of the way as fast as possible. I hate everyone's moment of realization. growl. it's difficult for anyone to understand this at all 'specially round here, so moving on.
#8.) I will surely collapse entirely under the semester's workload. five hours plus piano plus food plus procrastination yesterday equals my certain death. i cannot continue like this. I may die. I may never see you again, internet.
#9.) Today begins the great Harry Potter reread. I never really got through 1 and 2(too young I guess) and 3 was a bit of a blur. 4-7 I like. at the rate school has made me read lately this is probably my entire literary universe until June, too.
#10.) La Roux is amazing and I will surely die(sorry, should stop with this phrase) if I don't get their album very soon. I've listened to I'm not Your Toy all day. then I listened to a lot of Goldfrapp which was the icing in the synthpop cake. then a lot of janis ian(thank you Tavi Gevinson) which made things unbalanced. that is my music life. oh, except the TV people finally put a V Festival hilights vid up. and they didn't get the prodigy yet? what the fuck? That was like the best time of my life, ever. literally. They began and ended with KoL. and they didn't show Closer. nor did they show Kasabian's Fire, they chose the wrong Skunk Anansie song, they did no Madness at all, Munich isn't a terribly good Editors song, Plan B didn't get his slot, and the fact that they made no attempt to shove an Ellie Goulding thing in there somewhere was nothing short of shocking. good thing is, only a few weeks till 2011's lineup and I'm crazy excited. arctic Monkeys + eminem to headline. rumors-rem, beady eye, coldplay, muse, jessie j, amy winehouse, Pulp. would pay to see everyone except beady eye and coldplay, so good.
good night everyone. hope you have a snow day too. :D
#2.) While we're on the topic of mockumentaries, I intend to spend the remainder of winter trying to 'get into' the Father Of All Mockumentaries. Also known as The Office. I know, I'm weird I don't watch it already. either the UK one or the US one. here's a little known fact around here; the UK one came first. I'm spreading this knowledge. I intend to try both. I heard the US one is surprisingly good for a country who don't really do spin off series very well, as history goes. this is the plan.
#3.) February is Peter Doherty Appreciation Month(for me). while the snow piles up and the mid-winter gloominess is at its height, I skulk around my house, wanting knee-length worn-out jackets & trilbys, writing lyrics to Last Of The English Roses over available bare skin during class, and singing along to Fuck Forever when my parents aren't around. it suddenly makes it the best month of the year. like I mentioned last time, the Libertines just got added to V's rumour list? Like, I literally wouldn't be able to handle that level of awesomeness. although I will probs get used to it after the awesomeness that will hopefully by February. ps, I will get at least one oversized androgynous cheap jacket some time soon.
#4.) Tumblr is a godsend. especially those 'fuckyeah' things. like, I know nothing of this site, other than it can provide me with flashy Peep Show things with quotes on them and their are 128 pages of pure David Mitchell-ness. I started my own account, though my total social networking world must reach a limit soon, and I doubt I'll be able to get my head around the website anyway.
#5.) Snow days never ever get bad. ever. like, ours just got announced a few hours ago, hence my writing to you, and we're gonna get up to two feet apparently. I don't care about June. no one wants to do anything in June, teachers included. I'm glad for a snow day. no one else is. bah. I wanna watch Fried Green Tomatoes and play crappy Playstation games and do fuck all. it's fun. I hope for more.
#6.) Out of all the 'arts' teachers in the world, the teachers at my school are the least capable of showing emotion ever. i swear to god my english teacher is a robot. actually, her most common label is 'bitch' but to qualify for that some sense of anger has to be involved, you know? nope. none at all. just a drone. 'write down some vocab, read the story, pass in your homework, or you wrote a three-page letter that took you an hour and a half and you could barely keep your eyes open, okay'. WHAT?! Ditto art teachers. fuck, perspective isn't that hard, it doesn't take 3/4 of the block. and when he wasn't doing that, we were told to be creative with our portfolio folders. creativity is hardly a prominent trait of mine, particular not at eight oclock in the morning. the latter is true for everyone I think. the classroom was awash with soccer balls and pastel-colored bubble writing. he went around kinda nodding at everyone. didn't even pass comment on Little Miss Art Prodigy(who sits opposite me)'s work. nor did he comment on my garish swirls and dots and faded green marker, though that is to be expected.
#6.) the likelihood of finding cool people in my classes are remarkably slim. there's like two girls in my art class I know a bit and they aren't amazing friends. science I know almost everyone one way or another. world civ, everyone hates everyone and the teacher doesn't want to be there cause no one does. english kinda meh. though my expectations are low, that much is obvious.
#6.) 1st health class proves the class probably won't suck. there's a few cool people and it's a tiny class(not even 20 kids I think?) that's kinda shoves somewhere n the math corridor. teacher seems nice. ratemyteacher agrees. it's kinda ugh 1st block of the day. we're doing 'all about us' posters Friday which will be a bore.
#7.) # of teachers who know I'm English- 2/5. that's a fairly good number at this point in time. my english class know, I think. i spoke and they stared for like five minutes, which is normally a telltale sign. it seems petty but it's good to get it out of the way as fast as possible. I hate everyone's moment of realization. growl. it's difficult for anyone to understand this at all 'specially round here, so moving on.
#8.) I will surely collapse entirely under the semester's workload. five hours plus piano plus food plus procrastination yesterday equals my certain death. i cannot continue like this. I may die. I may never see you again, internet.
#9.) Today begins the great Harry Potter reread. I never really got through 1 and 2(too young I guess) and 3 was a bit of a blur. 4-7 I like. at the rate school has made me read lately this is probably my entire literary universe until June, too.
#10.) La Roux is amazing and I will surely die(sorry, should stop with this phrase) if I don't get their album very soon. I've listened to I'm not Your Toy all day. then I listened to a lot of Goldfrapp which was the icing in the synthpop cake. then a lot of janis ian(thank you Tavi Gevinson) which made things unbalanced. that is my music life. oh, except the TV people finally put a V Festival hilights vid up. and they didn't get the prodigy yet? what the fuck? That was like the best time of my life, ever. literally. They began and ended with KoL. and they didn't show Closer. nor did they show Kasabian's Fire, they chose the wrong Skunk Anansie song, they did no Madness at all, Munich isn't a terribly good Editors song, Plan B didn't get his slot, and the fact that they made no attempt to shove an Ellie Goulding thing in there somewhere was nothing short of shocking. good thing is, only a few weeks till 2011's lineup and I'm crazy excited. arctic Monkeys + eminem to headline. rumors-rem, beady eye, coldplay, muse, jessie j, amy winehouse, Pulp. would pay to see everyone except beady eye and coldplay, so good.
good night everyone. hope you have a snow day too. :D
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