31 October, 2007, 1049 pm
Filed under: My Experience with Existence


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31 October, 2007, 1024 am
Filed under: School

Math PSSAs part one, all but two correct (I forgot to do them).

Math PSSAs part two, all correct.

AP Calculus Chapter 2 test, one half a point out of sixteen possible points correct.  What the fuck?   I hate derivatives.

Tonight, there was some candidate debate for the local governments, and the AP Gov class got to go for much-needed extra credit.  So I went, stood there as a “volunteer” and just listened.  Let me tell you something.  I don’t care how qualified a candidate is; if he beats around the bush answering questions and acts overconfident, I am NOT voting for him!  Even if I won’t be 18 for another 10 months…I would not vote for Lyons if I could vote in this upcoming election.  I’d vote for Johnson.  Lucky and sort of funny that the Democratic candidates won me over, especially considering I was a clean slate of an observer going in there.  GAHH, I DON’T LIKE MOST CONSERVATIVES.  At least the uneducated or ignorant ones (and that includes the ones who can’t distinguish between appropriate times to use adjectives and adverbs).

30 October, 2007, 1247 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

Someone asked me to tell them my master status for some Sociology project.  I asked to think on it for a few minutes, and I decided that the term “loner” best fits me.  When I shared, the surrounding group just looked at me and then lowered their eyes as though embarrassed that I’d point that out about myself.  At first I turned red, and then I wondered why.  Because it’s true!  I’m not foremost a student or a sister or a daughter or whatever.  And why would I make up some bullshit response?  Just to make everyone feel comfortable?   My mother says that I think too much about things like this.  But I don’t think that’s possible.

Also…I saw this video about global warming deniers, and it made me pretty angry, even though it was made to persuade the viewer to side with them.  These guys acknowledge that global warming is going on slowly, but they think that humans aren’t really contributing to it that much and that it’s not that big a deal.  It’ll affect our great-to-the-thirtieth-power grandchildren, but why should we do anything to change right now?  That attitude pisses me off.  It’s just like the argument that one vegan isn’t going to change the world, and that it’s stupid to try.  And of course humans are contributing!  We’ve got these huge fucking factories, we’re taking land we shouldn’t have, destroying animal habitats and stealing lives for our own benefit, enslaving innocent animals like they’re inferior–which they’re not.  And I hate speciesists–the people who think that housepets are somehow superior to other animals, too.  Like, dogfighting is not okay but somehow cockfighting is because most people don’t keep them as pets.

Music, though!  Since I’m tired and it’s almost one in the morning, I’ll put a sleepy video today, since my file sharing site is being an ass.  You don’t even have to watch it.  Just listen to the song.  It’s amazing.

28 October, 2007, 1032 pm
Filed under: Music

I miss the old Bright Eyes. Pre-Cassadaga. As much as I like “Cleanse Song” and “Coat Check Dream Song” and “Lime Tree,” I can’t really say that about the other tracks. “Four Winds” made it to the radio, but it doesn’t really do anything for my moods. It’s kind of like, “Oh, fiddle. Political statement. Yeah, wow. Nice job, Mr. Oberst.” I feel bad for not giving him the room to grow up as an artist and not supporting him even though he’s sort of selling out (that’s to say, I should support him through anything), but hey! Commander Venus fans probably felt the same when he went to Park Ave (even though that’s possibly his least famed project, and I was only about 5 when both happened). And Park Ave fans probably felt the same when he started Bright Eyes. And those Bright Eyes fans probably felt the same after the first album. And maybe some of them even felt sad when he started Desaparecidos. I might get used to it, but this is such a huge leap. It’s like he could take a crap and mold it into a CD shape and some fans would still buy it for twenty bucks at Barnes & Noble, or even forty-some if it came with a special case. I love Commander Venus and Bright Eyes and Desaparecidos, but Cassadaga was a real letdown. Like a crying-while-balled-up-in-fetal-position letdown. Even more of a letdown than Rilo Kiley’s Under the Blacklight, where I could find something positive about most of the songs, and far more of a letdown than the Arcade Fire’s Neon Bible, which was just a grower (AND POSSIBLY THE BEST ALBUM OF 2007!).

Conor Oberst

I listened to Lifted all the way through for the first time in a long time, a sort of two-year anniversary, and it was incredible. I mean, that’s what won me over, and it’s a damn good thing that Erika lent me that one and not Digital Ash or I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning. It just had to be Lifted. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been interested. It’s the fact that the story carries through, and the interesting idea for the booklet and the love and lack thereof, and Maria Taylor and Jenny Lewis and all the orchestral instruments. That was all new to me. It was gritty, but it prepared me for a full introduction to indie.

And that is why I have so many artists in my music library now. Music nerd/indie fascist, as I’ve been called. Jokingly, I hope.

28 October, 2007, 107 pm
Filed under: Music, Nouvelle Musique, School

I had a talk about colleges with my mother at Sheetz yesterday (weird, I know, but that’s just where it came up), and I’m currently looking at Kenyon, LSSU, Bloomsburg, Bucknell (though I wouldn’t live here at home if I got in and went there even if it is only a matter of blocks away), and (as a shoo-in backup school) VCU. I’m also considering applying to University of Wisconsin Eau-Claire, but I’m not so sure about that one. VCU wouldn’t be so bad; I’d know people there already and I’d live in the city, and it would be nice. I’d shop exclusively in Carytown, pretty much, and I’d be able to see my high school friends and visit my dad sometimes. I’m pretty happy with my choices. Just terrified of college. Here are two tracks for you.

Middle Distance Runner | Sea Wolf [buy]
Books Written For Girls (Live Acoustic Version) | Camera Obscura [buy album version]

22 October, 2007, 1044 am
Filed under: Music, My Experience with Existence, Nouvelle Musique

UPDATE 29.11.07: I put up the final two RK covers. : )

I feel like kissing someone. I love kisses, and I haven’t really kissed anyone in a month. I am not sure how anyone could argue that hugs are better than/just as awesome as them. There’s something very pure in the close contact required for a kiss. It’s like sharing a secret. And that secret could be anything from tongue to lip texture to breath to pressure to technique to shock at who is kissing you. Or shock at who you are kissing. If I was more bold, I would kiss someone at random today. But I wait and collect kisses as I find them. For me, kisses are not necessarily the ultimate expression of love. They’re just appreciation or thanks. I appreciate your good looks. I appreciate that you’re a wonderful person. Thank you for sticking around. Thank you for being a good friend. I appreciate how you’re always there for me, and thank you for not being a total bitch. Thus, it is okay to kiss a friend, if you mean to. One kiss doesn’t have to lead to making out, either. Making out is a bit different, but not much. It’s just more passionate appreciation, less accepted with the gender you feel neutrally about. Maybe kisses and making out are friend love. And then love love is expressed through other things, like nostalgia and desire and pain mixed in, and memories. Like remembering someone’s favourite Sufjan Stevens song, or their birthday or their drink preferences. Or their favourite Pokemon.

Of course, that being said, I think that love love and best friend love are close. Divya and I remember many things about one another, and there is pain involved since we are far apart now and there is nostalgia and a desire to see each other again. But we won’t make out when we see each other again. Even though we are Siamese twins by a strand of hair and have impregnated one another’s elbows several times over. This is the same for me with the other two thirds of the Triad, lots of nostalgia, pain, and desire.

THE REAL REASON I AM MAKING THIS POST is to share music that I have slaved over finding.

I have several rare Rilo Kiley findings. First, the earliest ones are from some of the earliest versions of The Initial Friend EP, which was titled Rilo Kiley. They’re a bit quirky, but they are essential for die-hards such as myself and Erika. If you are a real fan, too, you will shit yourself over “Keep It Together.” Even if you’re not quite a die-hard, I recommend “Steve.” It’s funny because it’s so damn serious. Also, I plan on adding more to this post, but my hosting site is a bit slow.

Steve | Rilo Kiley
Keep It Together (Rained the Day) | Rilo Kiley

Now for some covers. They are phenomenal. Again, the hosting site is a bit slow, so I’ll get the other two up when I can.

Simply Irresistible (Robert Palmer cover) | Rilo Kiley
Such Great Heights (POSTAL SERVICE cover) | Rilo Kiley
After Hours (Velvet Underground cover) | Rilo Kiley

20 October, 2007, 234 pm
Filed under: Music, Nouvelle Musique

You should remember the Intimates. I still listen to them. They just have a nostalgic sound. Well, recently, I stumbled upon a different band called sweetfang, which is Tess Lecklitner’s solo career, it seems. She’s got four songs posted, so I decided to take a listen.


The instrumentation of sweetfang is as good as (if not better than) that of the Intimates. You can always hear some string instrument (since I’m not versed in those, I’m not sure which it is) in the background, and even the percussion can be a bit diverse–for example, “Bear River” (which is my favourite track; “Keys” comes in a close second). Tess’ voice is also fairly sugary, without being all too sweet. She’s not flashy in her singing style, but this makes for soft, modest songs. There’s also some je ne sais quoi there in her voice and pronunciation that Malory McDonald has–perhaps that’s just the accent of the area or something, or maybe Malory is where she drew her inspiration from. The lyrics are also fairly reminiscent of those penned by her old band, except that hers are significantly more detailed.

Despite all the pros, though, I just prefer the Intimates. sweetfang’s fine, and you should take a listen, but the Intimates had something magical about them. That’s possibly because they’re not together anymore.