Tuesday, August 13, 2013

"What If It Is" & Queen K.Flay



K.flay is like. WORDZ. I can't even complete that sentence because a single word cannot begin to encapsulate her greatness. She's incredible. So fucking cool and talented and well-read and just an intriguing individual... Oh and she's got some killer dunkz on her feets. Plus, she's a lady rapper. In essence, she is everything I want to be. So.

BELOW=Album cover. Song. "Rawks" in Perez Hilton's studio. 







ANYWAYZ, she just released a new EP titled "What If It Is" and I'm in love. Obviously. There's this cool interview she did that you should watch. And now you go to Spotify to listen to that shit. The beats are complex and interesting while the content, as always, is provocative and edgy. Slightly angsty and cool as hell, K.flay just keeps winning with her music. Catch her on tour with Icona Pop and Sirah this summer/fall (it started yesterday). WHAT, how cool is that, I know right it's great, no shit, killer, see you at jazzercise.

Alrighty, go listen. I love you. Man, I've been wanting to say that for a really long time now. Like 7 minutes probably. OH HEY, before you go home to your poodle mix... If you haven't listened to West Ghost, do that too. It's not on Spotify, which is crazing fucking lame (overreaction), but you can download for freeeeeeeeee at DIS PLACE. Most of her stuff is free on her website, so check it out. She's seriously dope.




Sunday, August 11, 2013

"My" Generation and The American Dream



There's a stereotype that accompanies "my" generation. It's that of a selfie-snapping, lazy chump who can't survive without their smart phone and is simply trying to "find themselves" amidst the flannel suit wearing yuppies. I can't argue with all of this. We are selfish in that put ourselves first. We're self-involved and self-aware and perhaps narcissistic. Some might say our world is getting smaller as our Facebook/Twitter feed, Netflix instant queue, and YouTube watch list keep growing, but with this constant connectedness, our exposure to others' thoughts, news stories, eye-opening documentaries, and so much more is unimaginable. It is true that our values and concerns have changed very much from the kids of even 10 years ago, but is that necessarily a bad thing? I think that we're not only more self-aware, but we're also more cognizant of this giant world with billions of people and religions and political injustice and boundless information. Our world is so much bigger than our parents' dinner table conversations and soccer practice, which is a definite benefit of the current technological state.

So, yes. We are self-involved. We have dreams and our parents said to us, "you can be anything you want to be, Charlie." (If your name happens to not be Charlie, just plug yours in. And I apologize for making you feel less special. You're still a unique snowflake, Ashley.) We were the kids who received participation awards. The days of "them's the breaks, kid" died before us and have been replaced with lawsuits over equal playing time. We rarely heard the blasphemous "no" word from others, but that doesn't hinder our ability to bestow it upon whomever deserves it in our eyes.

The final question must be asked: where is "my" generation, really? Well, we sure know what we want. Kind of. We know that we want happiness and fulfillment, though we know that these things aren't destinations. And the narcissist in us thinks we really can make a difference. We are aware of the bleakness, but still, we continue the trek. We fight for equality, we see the good in people, and we know that a 9-5 isn't the realization of our childhood dreams. We're willing to try new things and put ourselves out there, because hey, we're special. Our parents said so. And what's wrong with a generation of confident, connected, well-informed Americans on the brink of adulthood? It's simple. Revolution and "my generation" is separated by last part of the former phrase: well-informed. We're growing up in a country that our parents still refer to as "The Greatest Country in the World," even though we all saw what Will McAvoy (Jeff Daniels) did to this lofty claim in the first episode of The Newsroom. The "American Dream" is a thing of the past and my generation is willing to risk everything to change the status quo.

So, once my self-absorbed generation lifts the veil to reveal the truth underneath, all the passion and confidence we have in expressing ourselves will be redirected into changing this country and this world. The truth is out there and I know that once my generation finds it and grows impassioned by the promise of change, our minds will envelope the task and pour our narcissism into something worthwhile--our freedom.





Friday, August 9, 2013

I'VE GOT A NEW DOMAIN, BITCHES.

It's here, it's here, I'm queer! What. Hmmm. If only there was a delete button on this damn contraption. You see, I accidentally (out of pure and unadulterated excitement) typed the word "queer" when describing myself. This, as you might assume, was a mistake. I do apologize for the inappropriate nature that this entry immediately took on once that word was thrown out into the area in which I am typing. I just wish there was something I could do to take it back! But hey, as my mum used to say about Vietnam, "sometimes you do shit you regret. You might wanna sell your organs to take it back, but sweetie, you can't. At all." Anyway, I hope I've adequately atoned for this horrendous mishap.





What was I talking about before all this? OH YES. There's a new name up there. It's WEIRD KARATE because duh. Fun timez! There's a new domain in town and its name is cool cool cool like a living room dance party! Hey also, wanna watch a loser get her rap game on? Watch this.



Thursday, August 8, 2013

Something New, Something Whatever

I'm going to post something different today. Are you ready? It's funny because "you" is probably just me in a few days. Anyway. I'm having a moment where I just feel like writing, man. My couch--no, I guess it's a "love seat"--where two bums would feel very uncomfortable sitting together. My bum is sinking sadly into the crease, pillows encapsulating the human (me), making me feel enclosed--a couch box. Excuse me, love seat.

I've been craving Fight Club for like a month. Well, I'm finally watching it. I have like 10 movies in my life that I need to rewatch every once in a while--every few months or so--to get my fix. Renew my purpose. Emancipate my mind. So yeah, that's what I'm doing. I am Jack's complete lack of surprise. It's a new film with every rewatch. I try to wrap my mind around a character who so seamlessly befriends, admires, loathes, and finally relinquishes the need for a alter ego. Humans cope with life, with their incredible amounts of shit, in different ways. In unbelievable ways. In terrifying ways. Forming an extreme alter ego is one way. And although incredibly destructive, Tyler Durden shakes the comfort and certainty of an IKEA furnished, 9-5 office job, bullshit life. And dammit, I respect that.

"No fear, no distractions."



Fear is something that's been trickling with fervor into my everyday thoughts. As I stress about a wasted youth, I desperately search for answers to unanswerable questions, plummeting deeper into this quarter-life crisis. It's a real thing. Maybe. Or at least it's a swell label to hypothetically paste on this mess of emotional wreckage. Ooh, can you feel that drama? Dripping from every 23-year-old pore on my body. 

"Stop trying to control everything and just let go."


Monday, April 1, 2013

Classical Deals, Yo.

So earlier today, I was on Amazon buying everything ever and I saw something. SOMETHING GOOD. It was the amazing variety of awesomeness offered to the world in The Bach Guild Big Box Sets. Girl, you gotta buy now! Literally 99 cents for like 10+ hours of music by various orchestras, symphonies, and some crazy talented cats. It is bizarre. And practically a public service. I love you, Bach Guild. Marry my face now. Anyway, this amazing deal only lasts until April 7, so get on it! 

The famous original composer dudes are as follows (I will include photos for amplified hilarity):

Johannes Brahms


Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart


Johann Sebastian Bach


George Frideric Handel

Ludwig Van Beethoven

Antonio Vivaldi

Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky


Needless to say, I bought like all of them. $5 for like 60+ hours of music? Uhh, I think yes. Other box sets include Mahler, Gustav Leonhardt, the Baroque Box Set, and more, probably. Okay so go buy them now, thank you. 

Go say THANK YOU here:

FOXYGEN

This album is grandiose. It's like Bob Dylan, Bowie, and Led Zeppelin melted into a hot pot of modern day psych-rock with a dash of feel good and a spoonful of pants-free dancing. It's called "We Are the 21st Century Ambassadors of Peace and Magic" by Foxygen. Oh my (oh my) you must buy (or die trying).