Layering The Sweet, And Infectious Vocals Of Whitney Houston's Early Smash "How Will I Know?" Onto Robyn's

brando.

Enough with the sad sack shit I've been posting lately(god love it). Alas, spirits are up in stereo-land. The dj gig has been treating me well(meaning they actually pay me).

It happens every 1st, 2nd, and 4th Thursdays at Merchants, 401 2nd St in Oakland. 

Meanwhile I can't wait until Coleco's rework of Foreigner's "Urgent" is made available soon as an MP3 because it's absolutely perfect for a dive bar DJ attempting to make smashed people dance. Hallelujah.  

This is not a dream, it's simply up the street from my house. Old Hooper's Chocolates became a skate shop. Telegraph Ave, Oakland, CA.

The Sounds play this Thursday at the Rickshaw Stop, SF. Which means Maja (at left) will be there. Which means heaven because I die.  

P.S. that new Katy Perry alien video w/ Kanye and the deer legs is ridiculous and I'm totally entertained. She's been making up for her suckatude since faking bi-curiousity and calling Lady Gaga "blasphemous."

After "Teenage Dream," "Firework," that Adidas clip, and now this, I'm on the team. We'll just see how much time passes until she's loses me again. You go, K.P. 

favorites.

a new season.

spring cleaning. a walk in my favorite shirt. brief glimpses of clarity in the light reflecting off passing cars in the crosswalk. a breeze like sweet relief from the warmth of the sun. until a memory wraps itself around like a blanket and I seek the shade of a building we’ve walked under a dozen times. and then it passes and it’s gone, yet never as quickly as it comes.

People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands - of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss. The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives.

- Rob, "High Fidelity", by Nick Hornby

Hey, I noticed that you were excited about The Sounds show! Check out some videos I was able to snag! :Dhttp://what-else-is-there.tumblr.com/post/4438261710/the-sounds-perform-living-in-america-athttp://what-else-is-there.tumblr.com/post/4438322588/the-sounds-perform-painted-by-numbers-atI hope you had fun! I know I did.

Rad! We were the girls on the table stage left bout 10 yards back. So sweaty. So fun. Great video!

"The Moon and the Stars" by Alphonse Mucha.