Listening: The best thing about doing "Heavy Rotation" is that I get to listen to all the songs on it for a few days before putting it up, so yeah, whatever's playing at Heavy Rotation. A week ago I was at a bar in Chinatown and heard Interpol's "Pioneer to the Falls" blasted loud on the stereo and it sounded awesome, so I've been revisiting Our Love to Admire since then. (Sometimes I like to hate on Interpol, but in truth I know if I was fifteen I'd be obsessed with them.) Oh, and people's various Muxtapes! I'm obsessed! If you have one, send me the link; mine is here. Sharing is caring, yo! Watching: I've been hanging out with a two-year old and an eight-year old all week, so my world is full of "Little People" episodes and "Caillou" and "Spongebob" (who I do love on my own). The result is that now I'm half-obsessed with the "Little People" theme song, which is sung by Aaron Neville -- whaaaaa? Other than that, I did manage to watch Shopgirl again; I haven't figured out why I'm obsessed with that movie yet, but I am. Reading: I finished all the books I was reading (Stones from the River and Worldchanging); now I'm going to re-read the whole Twilight trilogy again and try to picture that kid from Harry Potter playing the hottest teen vampire of all time and see if that works for me. Wearing: Rich & Skinny black straight leg jeans (which, by the way, you do not have to be rich and skinny to wear -- they are hugely flattering), a Misericordia t-shirt, a grey schoolboy flannel blazer, humongo black scarf, bronze ballet flats. I'm mish-mash. Wanting: My beau to get back from tour
+ Liz
Listening: Driving home from the gym just now I heard "Triumph" by Wu-Tang Clan on Power 106 and practically drove off the road in happiness. My favorite song right now, however, is "Let It Rain" by Eric Clapton. Other than that: Carla Bozulich's new band Evangelista; "Candy Shop" by Madonna; a bunch of weird Nirvana stuff, like their cover of "Do You Love Me?" by KISS; The B-52s; the I-can't-believe-how-awesome-this-is Real Emotional Trash by Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks. Watching:Laurel Canyon with commentary by the fabulous Lisa Cholodenko (which makes me wish, yet again, that I were Catherine Hardwicke - in this case it has to do with wanting to hang out with Lisa Cholodenko and be in charge of amassing all the vinyl that's used to decorate the Laurel Canyon set); Be Kind Rewind (not what I'd hoped, and it kind of weirds me out that Mos Def is so adorable here that I want to address him as "Schmoopers," a nickname usually only reserved for my cat and one-year-old babies); Mean Girls and Mean Girls and Mean Girls (I seriously watched it about four times while I was home last week; now my sister and I ask each other "What are you saying about?" at least once per conversation) Reading: picking through The Glimmer Train Guide to Writing Fiction and the new Nylon and Vogue and the oddly typo-filled April issue of Spin Wearing: I've actually worn the same outfit on maybe four occasions in the last week: Apparently I'm a bit of a creature of habit. Anyway, it's my fave jeans and cowboy boots and a super-faded black t-shirt with a drawing of a cool old car that's got wings, plus my black sweatshirt vest with the fake-fur hood and a ratty old black sweatband cuff and some black jelly bracelets. I might wear it again tonight too. Wanting: tickets to see Devendra Banhart at The Bowl!!!!!!
+ Laura
Listening: Matthew Friedberger's Winter Women/Holy Ghost Language School- I could probably write a novel about why I love this album, but instead I'm just going to point out that every one of the eight billion rock journalists who classifies Holy Ghost... as being "noise" must have missed the memo about the actual musical genre called "noise", which Holy Ghost has as much do with as Merzbow does with "vaguely grimy but incredibly catchy pop music." GOT THAT?? Watching: I'm presently engrossed in both Season One of Dexter and Season Two of Entourage, which are equally good in totally opposite ways. Michael C. Hall is the greatest actor of his generation: when I first started watching Dexter, my peabrain struggled with comprehending how David Fisher had turned into a heterosexual serial killer; now I'm all like, "David Fisher WHO?" Reading: I just finished Esther Freud's gloriously sweet Hideous Kinky, which was charming and also inspiring: I copped a whole song's worth of lyrics from the five-year-old narrator; am now working on the utterly ridiculous X-Ray, Kinks frontman Ray Davies' (and I quote) "unauthorized autobiography," set in a Dystopian future where the entire world has merged into a giant mega-corporation... Whatever. It's beyond my capabilities to explain the premise in less than thirteen paragraphs. Anyway, it's surprisingly addictive considering what a giant piece of crap it is. Wearing: Ripped jeans and a black leotard; at least the weather is getting moderately warmer and I don't have to wear boots every day. Instead I only wear beat-up Vans slip-ons. Rejoice! Wanting: I get to visit New York City this coming week, and you know what? I'm satisfied with that.
"Triumph" by Wu-Tang Clan:
The "Caillou" theme song in French! (He's originally Quebecois, so there you go.) He also goes on to sing more songs in French. This whole thing makes me love children. If the world could be filled with cheerful, French-speaking toddlers -- wouldn't that be dope?