<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258</id><updated>2011-08-01T21:07:37.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Pictures and  Random Noises</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/northyorkshire/content/images/2006/10/27/records_400x300.jpg"&gt;

&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-3861880096485335001</id><published>2009-07-30T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:05:31.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>History Tid-Bit : Marathon Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/96/241163515_615696656d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 361px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/96/241163515_615696656d.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the longest song you've ever heard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typically, modern songs are between 2 and 4 minutes long. Symphonies and progressive rock groups may push that up to 9-10 minutes and in the rare case of Paul Westerberg's 49:00, the song goes on for 49 minutes. Usually though, you won't hear songs go longer than an hour. Would you believe that someone has not only exceeded our expectations for song length, but has also performed that song live far longer than the longest concert?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark Mallman did just that. In 2004, he performed Marathon 2,  a 52.4 hour long song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He might not be well known, but he's built up a great following. He's known not just for his music, but also his lively performances and stage antics. These are things like riding a stunt scooter off a ramp during a song, dancing on his piano, riding his piano with his crotch, wearing a werewolf mask and calling himself "Mallwolf", kicking, screaming, and solidifying himself as the wild man of the Twin Cities.  He gained national attention after performing Marathon 1, which was a 26.2 hour song. This was merely a precursor to Marathon 2, in which he nearly doubled the length to 52.4 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On September 4th, 2004, Mallman readied himself for what was going to happen the next three days. He had a binder with a staggering 628 pages of lyrics and a rotating cast of 75 musicians working in shifts. He could only stop for bathroom breaks and any food or drinks had to be consumed on stage. Music had to be continuously playing. If it was not, they would have to start all over again.  Another reason it was continuously playing was that it would keep Mark Mallman awake. The music ranged from catchy rock songs to Pinnk Floyd-inspired improvisation to intimate piano ballads. He could only eat small amounts of food at a time, or else his stomach would fatigue him ( like when you eat too much Chinese food). Whether or not to drink alcohol became a strategic decision. Near exhaustion, his voice hoarse, the fans cheering him on, he finally reached the 52.4 hour mark. A big banner saying "Mission Accomplished" dropped behind the stage. Amidst cheers of the crowd, someone yells for an encore. After a big "Fuck you", Mallman obliges, this time with a much shorter song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/340587843_85c65a1d5f.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Victory!" *plays FFVII victory music*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marathon 2 was considered for a Guinness World Record. Unfortunately, it was denied because of the subjective nature of determining what a song is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/94/241161373_9f954df471.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 348px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;".....zzzzzzzzzz..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-3861880096485335001?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/3861880096485335001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=3861880096485335001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3861880096485335001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3861880096485335001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/07/history-tid-bit-marathon-man.html' title='History Tid-Bit : Marathon Man'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-5562206057282105627</id><published>2009-06-24T18:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:26:00.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If album covers were more appropriate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.holytaco.com/www/sites/default/files/images/2009/New-BEP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 435px;" src="http://cdn.holytaco.com/www/sites/default/files/images/2009/New-BEP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see more &lt;a href="http://www.holytaco.com/music-albums-wed-see"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-5562206057282105627?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/5562206057282105627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=5562206057282105627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5562206057282105627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5562206057282105627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-album-covers-were-more-appropriate.html' title='If album covers were more appropriate...'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-1582002438605119537</id><published>2009-06-17T18:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:56:08.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Traveler's Wife movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*stares squinty eyed at it, as if it were an actual object*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm a fan of the book. The novel written by Audrey Niffenegger is best classified as a science-fiction romance. However, this is merely because the relationship between the time traveler and his wife is a huge part of the story. The romance itself is portrayed realistically and without much cheese. The science-fiction aspects of it are woven into the story and it isn't just a gimmicky plot device (like The Lake House).  This really is about a man's difficulties experiencing involuntary time travel. The story is focused on him. His time traveling just happens to revolve around his wife. She first meets him as a child, visiting her several times throughout her childhood. They eventually meet in real time, but since it was an older version of him that met her, he has no idea who she is. Then as he eventually grows into the man she fell in love with, the difficulties with having a husband who disappears  and reappears randomly get to her.  If you ever saw the show Journeyman (which I doubt because it was cancelled after the first season even though it was great) then it was basically like that.  The character in the book didn't go around helping people though. He would just be sent to random times and places. The only order was being transported to his wife and eventually his daughter.  The book never turns into a Lifetime movie.  I want to make that clear.  Some people criticize that it does, but I just think the book is being realistic.  There's not really any needless drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to make that clear because the recent trailer for the movie adaptation makes it seem like they didn't understand that about the book.  Now I understand how people feel when movie studios misinterpret and twist a book they like into a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gu8lYr0kf7g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gu8lYr0kf7g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, doesn't it look like The Notebook 2?? I mean really.  It looks like romantic drama trash. That's fine if they're targeting women. It's completely okay. However, to me it seems like they missed the tone of the book. Also, I don't like how they depicted his time travel. In the book he just disappeared instantly.  At least I remember being that way. I remember it being described as a popping sound when he disappeared. I could be wrong. Anyways, if I hadn't read the book, I would not be that interested in the movie. Now you understand my squinty eyed annoyed look at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-1582002438605119537?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/1582002438605119537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=1582002438605119537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1582002438605119537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1582002438605119537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-travelers-wife-movie.html' title='The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife movie'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-4256995050982947131</id><published>2009-06-16T16:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:54:23.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent movies I wanted to punch in the face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s52/whirlygirl-/fightclublay4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 312px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s52/whirlygirl-/fightclublay4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, in some cases it's more like THEY punched ME in the face. They started it dammit! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I spend too much time on this blog talking about everything positively. That's simply because I don't often listen to/read/watch pieces of shit on purpose.  However sometimes I watch a movie hoping it's good or watching because I don't have much other choice. Sometimes that doesn't turn out so well, hence, this blog entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a movie critic. I'm not a cinema snob. I don't watch movies and critique them.  I can sit through a dumb action movie and have a good time if they do it well.  I can sit through a dramatic film and be moved. I can watch a complicated sci-fi time travel film and enjoy putting the puzzle pieces together.  However, sometimes a movie just hits you the wrong way or there's parts of it just glaring at you. It's sitting there begging you to ignore it, but you can't because it's such shit. So, you feel like punching it in its proverbial face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh yeah, SPOILERS ahead if you haven't seen these*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wolverine, how do you fuck that up? The whole movie could've been about Wolverine clawing people up and it would've been awesome. It's one thing to not follow comic book continuity. I can understand that.  But what I don't understand is how do you not follow continuity in your own damn film franchise??  Amnesia bullets? Are you shitting me? So Logan is walking around in the X-Men movies with two holes in his skull that anybody could exploit?  Bah.  Sabretooth is nothing like the one depicted in the first X-Men, nor does he even remember who Logan is. I'm sure they'll make another sequel that might show that but still.  The whole movie just reeked of lazy writing and what they did to Deadpool... I can't forgive what they did to Deadpool. I know most of you who aren't into comics don't understand but it's even stupid in the movie.  It's the equivalent of taking your favorite character in any written material and the filmmakers castrate them and misinterpret everything about them.   Overall, it was an okay film, but it could've been so much better.  So fuck you X-Men Origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I like Nicolas Cage.  Even if he's in a bad movie, he always takes it that extra mile so that it becomes a bad movie that's fun to watch.  Case in point: The Wicker Man. Terrible movie, but it's very unintentionally hilarious.  Here, Cage once again delves into Wicker Man mode a few times.  It's not worse than X-Men Origins by any means.  The disasters look pretty cool and the overall story is okay.  Though the whole thing with the aliens is almost a jumping the shark moment. I didn't even know you could have those in a movie.  The alien/angel/rapture shit was so random, as was the final scene where Cage drives all the way to NYC to be vaporized with his family after hugging everyone.  So I'd most likely just stare at this movie awkwardly instead of hitting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never read the book, so I came in going by what I saw in the trailer. I heard this was awesome so I figured I'd see what the big deal was.  Well, it's nothing like the trailer. The trailer implies that vampire fighting and protecting Bella would be a major conflict in the film.  It's not. I was watching this for an hour and I had no idea what the point was or when the bad vampires would come into play.  They don't come into play until the last 15 minutes of the movie, then there's a fight that lasts 2 minutes. Pretty much if you saw the trailer, you saw the majority of the vampire showdown.  So fuck false ads.  What was the other hour and 40 something minutes about? Teen romance. If you recall being a teenager, then you know teen romance is basically "Oh you're cute, I'm going to awkwardly look at you and talk to you until you notice me"  "You haven't spurned my advances, let's go out on a date"  "Omg it's been like 2 days and I love you! I want to be with you forever!"  Even "Say Anything" almost had this format.  Except their romance was much more sweeter and real. The only depth this romance has is that he happens to be a vampire. So he always wants to eat her because she smells delicious. They also can't go out in direct sunlight because his skin sparkles. She wants to be with him forever (after like a week) so she wants him to bite her. He refuses because he wants to keep her "pure". The problem with this is that he is forever 17 and she will eventually get old and it will just be plain awkward. So what he's basically saying is that he doesn't want to commit to her for eternity, just until she dies at the most.  How romantic? But not.  It's a movie that works for teens, but for people who have had real relationships...meh.  That vampire's an asshole. Seriously, he's not nice to everyone, always looks grumpy, is much too sensitive over his skin being all bling bling, is rarely sweet with Bella, and is apparently just with her because the relationship is temporary so he can run away if he gets bored.  Am I the only one who sees this?!  Maybe the book is different, but that's the impression the movie gives off. So fuck that.   I heard in the later books this drama gets even more fucked up. To the point where it could be seen on Maury. Shit, if they film the last book, we'll get to see a grown wolfman think a baby is his soulmate. Classy. Fans will burn me for this...and that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Screamers: The Hunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone remember the old Peter Weller movie, Screamers?  Peter Weller is a soldier on a distant planet where there's these machines nicknamed Screamers. They pop out of the ground with a saw for a head.  They used to be tools to help them win some war but now they gained sentience and starting making versions that look just like people. Anyways, it was a good movie. If you have nothing better to do, go watch it.   Screamers: The Hunting is a sequel to that movie. It punched me in the face first.  The people in this movie are stupid as hell. I don't even want to begin to talk about how shitty this  movie is.  The special effects aren't so bad but everything else is. I wanted to smack every character in this movie because they were either annoying or dumb. There was supposed to a romance in here between two characters but it's worse than Twilight.  "Hey man, you keep following me and creepily trying to flirt with me. It's truly disturbing. Umm...okay let's have sex!"  Fuck this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start. Characters contradict themselves and go against their own beliefs, some are plain unlikeable *cough* Scarlett Johanson *cough*, and really the movie teaches women NOTHING.  The men and women in this movie are not portrayed realistically. They're caricatures and stereotypes of people in certain situations.  I was watching this with my lady (because why else would I watch it) and we were both calling it out on stuff. "That's not true!" "What the hell? I don't know anyone like that" "I don't understand why this guy totally changed his beliefs on marriage. It seems like he's just doing it to shut her up"  The only good thing about this movie is that they were wise to cut out Scarlett Johanson singing. They show her on stage singing, but there's no sound. Woo!  Fuck this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Unborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y girlfriend saw this movie and told me it was a pile of shit.  I haven't watched it so I can't say definitively how bad it is, but I added it here because she hated it with such enthusiasm.  So fuck this one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I mean the recent movie. The first movie that came out back in the day was okay, but it dealt with the mythology and answered questions from the show.  The new movie is pretty much a monster-of-the-week thing.  The problem is the "monster" sucks.  The Euro-Frankenstein's Monster is only onscreen for maybe 30 seconds. The ending is just so anti-climatic it's ridiculous. There is no real confrontation. The story has nothing to do with the show's mythology and it barely answers any questions posed by the show's finale. I had to really dig around online to find out Mulder and Scully put their baby up for adoption. I mean you'd think they'd say so in the movie but they don't.  It could've been eaten by Cthulhu and we wouldn't know.  Are Scully and Mulder living together or not? Are they lovers? If this is the case, why the fuck did Scully let Mulder sit around all day throwing pencils at the ceiling and growing his Zach Galifianakis beard? At the end of the movie, as an X-Files fan, you just feel let down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There could be more movies on this list, but earning my wrath takes a bit more effort.  These movies are the only ones (that I can think of or remember from this year or last year) that really accomplished that. No easy feat. If you have any suggestions or additions to the list, then let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-4256995050982947131?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/4256995050982947131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=4256995050982947131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4256995050982947131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4256995050982947131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/06/recent-movies-i-wanted-to-punch-in-face.html' title='Recent movies I wanted to punch in the face'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-4814342932867230220</id><published>2009-06-11T18:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:18:17.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Album Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of me thinks that would be a great name for a band.  Anyways, I saw this album cover today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.absolutepunk.net/geek/gars/images/1/2/9/9/1/suckers-ep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though it totally gives off a douchebag vibe or a white wannabe rappers vibe, the band isn't actually like either of those.  Bill should add this to his list of bad covers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe their target audience is Spencer Pratt, douchelord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you know of any other horrible covers, be sure to leave a comment about them. I'll add it to the post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-4814342932867230220?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/4814342932867230220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=4814342932867230220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4814342932867230220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4814342932867230220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-album-cover.html' title='Bad Album Cover'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-5879183857454493595</id><published>2009-06-08T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:21:16.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cans Read: Book Reviews 6/08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first ever edition of "I Cans Read" on this blog. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these features, I shall talk about books I've read somewhat recently.  I like reading fiction, and my favorite kind are those with a humorous or interesting slant on life.  I'm also really into mysteries. I'm not too big on fantasy books. I love a good science fiction book, but books taking dragons, goblins, trolls, and wizards so seriously just isn't my cup of tea. A fantasy book with some humor in it would be interesting though. I just think the majority are just too serious for their own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Barnes and Noble to empty these gift cards I've had for an embarassing length of time. My friend Brittany was working there and I asked her to recommend me something. So she shoved this book in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://regularrumination.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/good-omens1.jpg?w=198&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 202px;" src="http://regularrumination.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/good-omens1.jpg?w=198&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Good Omens : The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was a really great read.  If you liked The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, or any of Douglas Adams' other books, then you'll absolutely love this one. It has great British humour about it. The book is pretty much about the end of the world as we know it (I know that song just popped in your head. It's okay).  However, someone misplaced the Anti-Christ, who is an 11 year old named Adam, who was raised by a normal loving family. Unfortunately, the boy he was switched with got the Satanist family.  To make it worse, both heaven and hell want the apocalypse to happen.  Caught in the middle of all this an angel and a demon who team up to save the world. The angel does so because he likes books too much, the demon because he likes cars too much.  Then they find a book of prophecies by a witch named Agnes Nutter which details the whole book. Anyways, it's a funny book and a good read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sawdustmemoriesonline.com/Images%20-%20books/2005%2001%2005%20The%20Pleasure%20of%20my%20Company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.sawdustmemoriesonline.com/Images%20-%20books/2005%2001%2005%20The%20Pleasure%20of%20my%20Company.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pleasure of My Company&lt;/span&gt; - Steve Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also a good read, and it was very witty. I mean you look at Steve Martin's recent movies and you don't really think he's the funniest guy anymore.  His last great movie in my opinion was Bowfinger.  Steve Martin, the Writer, is clever, witty, funny, and just really eloquent.  The book is basically about an OCD man who barely gets out of the house eventually trying to become a better person to impress a girl.  It's a basic story, but the glimpses we get into the main character's thought process, his difficulty with his OCD and women, obsessions over little details, and his witty narration make it very interesting.  Steve Martin also wrote an autobiographical book about his years in stand up. I think I'm going to pick that one up sometime because it sounded pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060825/125732__boy_detective_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 194px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060825/125732__boy_detective_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Boy Detective Fails&lt;/span&gt; - Joe Meno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest boy detective this side of Encyclopedia Brown goes off to college. Shortly after, his beloved sister and partner in fighting crime commits suicide. He's devastated and is admitted to a mental institution.  Ten years later he moves out into a halfway house with some of his old nemeses, takes a telemarketer job, takes meds,  gets a crush on a pretty pickpocket, and tries to move on with life.  He befriends two neighborhood kids who want him to find out who killed their pet. Soon he starts feeling the thrill of investigating again and starts finding clues to his sister's death. Why did she kill herself? It's the only mystery the boy detective is afraid to face.  This was a pretty original book. I liked it. I could imagine it taking place in the same world as Pushing Daisies or any other whimsical place. The mystery in it was pretty good too. It seemed to drag down a few times in it but it would get back on track fairly quick. Overall a good book that talks about why we lose that spark we had when we were children, how we always try to reason and make sense of a world of chaos, and getting through grief and the things we can't let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-5879183857454493595?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/5879183857454493595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=5879183857454493595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5879183857454493595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5879183857454493595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cans-read-book-reviews-60809.html' title='I Cans Read: Book Reviews 6/08/09'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-7274627936607417236</id><published>2009-06-08T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:31:05.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Listening to: 1/14/09, because I'm late with this shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry it's taken so long for this one.  So yeah. Anyways, I've actually gotten off my ass and listened to a bunch of musically inclined stuff.  Thus, I shall enlighten you on what I've been listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.highergroundmusic.com/u/shows/3/mgmt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://www.highergroundmusic.com/u/shows/3/mgmt1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MGMT &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oracular Spectacular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Greg Dulli himself said he really liked these guys and thought they were great. That was enough reason for me to finally check out their record.  It has a very interesting sound. It's like a throwback album to no genre or period in particular.  You definitely get a 60s vibe on a couple songs, but it doesn't feel like it's intended. It just seems like these guys like what they like and play what they feel like. To be honest, I'm only really into a couple songs on it.  "Time to Pretend", "Electric Feel", "Kids", "Pieces of What". The other songs are interesting, they just don't grab me as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img366.imageshack.us/img366/711/hullsp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://img366.imageshack.us/img366/711/hullsp3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right Away, Great Captain&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Eventually Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of a trilogy of albums by Andy Hull (Manchester Orchestra) that continues the story of the 17th century sailor and his descent into insanity because of his wife's infidelity.  The story takes place almost three years after the first album ended with the sailor becoming the Captain.  It's about him coming home and having to deal with his feelings towards his wife, his growing insanity, and his urge for murder.  Why doesn't he just get over it?? Beats me.  Anyways, the production on this is definitely better than the last one. The first album was mostly just acoustic guitar, but this one has better sound, more back up vocals, better arrangements, and it just plain sounds better.  The lyrics are really well written. Even though they all mostly follow the same theme of bitter resentment, it doesn't really get too old. There's a confessional and personal quality to them that is unshakeable.The album can get really dark. Trust me. This is the kind of album you listen to alone, laying down in bed, with only the music and your thoughts to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.thankscaptainobvious-mp3.net/02%20Devil%20Dressed%20In%20Blue.mp3"&gt;Devil Dressed in Blue&lt;/a&gt;", one of the acoustic numbers of the album. It's about putting his inner demons into song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.thankscaptainobvious-mp3.net/07%20Anna%20No.mp3"&gt;Memories From a Shore&lt;/a&gt;", a song I like from the album that is a good example of the arrangements I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right click, Save as would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51e1cyQPKIL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 205px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51e1cyQPKIL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coconut Records&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Davy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut Records is the solo project of Jason Schwartzman. You know, the actor from Rushmore, The Darjeeling Limited, I Heart Huckabees, Shopgirl, etc.  He was also one of the founding members of the band Phantom Planet, where he played drums. He's broadened his instrumental horizon by playing the majority of the instruments on Davy, which is his second album.  It's been a pretty good listen. The production seems to have improved and the songs just seem better written.  I guess you could say it sounds like indie rock by way of the Beatles because of the keys, acoustic, and the bright poppy melodies that show up in it. It's catchy stuff. His lyrics still aren't the greatest, but I've heard worse.   I like how the songs can get stuck in your head for days, but not in that annoying way.  Definitely not in an " I Kissed a Girl" way, which led to getting purposely Rickroll'd multiple times to get it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/coconutrecords"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/coconutrecords&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtP63k9FrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qcf49imS1vk/s1600-h/front_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtP63k9FrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qcf49imS1vk/s320/front_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299417259301476018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shearwater &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a Shearwater virgin. Then I listened to this album.  I'm not sure what to say about it.  My friend Bill said Jonathan Meiburg is his favorite vocalist, but not necessarily singer. I didn't understand that when he told me it, but now I think I do.  I literally can't understand half of what Meiburg is freaking saying. His voice goes into these high pitched little wisps and it's just not decipherable. Then during usually singing, he does it such a way that the words sort've roll together. It's like Jeff Buckley and Morrissey's voices got it on and had a baby.  However, it sounds really really pretty.  It goes well with the music, which is definitely a highlight. Some songs bring in the strings, acoustic, and piano, and some rock out with distorted guitars and a nice beat.  Meiburg's voice also changes according to what the music needs.  In some soft acoustic, piano driven song, his voice goes into those little wisps. Then when rocking out, he's belting it all out.  His voice has many ranges. So yes, he's a great vocalist.  I haven't gotten toooo into this album though. It's really nice to listen to, but I just can't get into it. It might be the whole "I don't know what he's saying" thing or because the majority of the songs are slow, but it doesn't mean it's bad.  It's just more appropriate when you want to listen to something a little beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give it a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/shearwater"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/shearwater&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.melodic.net/img6/lydiacover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 213px;" src="http://www.melodic.net/img6/lydiacover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Illuminate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty cover. I just really dig it.  Anyways, I haven't gotten to spend a lot of time with this one. I'll put this simply though:  If you like Copeland, you will like this.  The lead singers sound similar, the style is really similar,  the sound is similar, the only real difference is the songwriting and the addition of a female backup singer.   I'm not that much into Copeland though, so it's hard to get into this one.  The instrumentation and songwriting are a highlight. Everything's well put together and the vocals are done well enough. Though I wish the female singer would get more opportunities to shine. Layers and layers of sound cover every song, it's like a sonic tapestry for your ears. It gives it some serious atmosphere.  Anyhoo, if you like Copeland, give it a listen. If you don't, then you probably won't this much either.  If you just want to listen to something pretty, give it a listen.  I appreciate the work put into the album and it's well done, but I honestly probably won't play it that often.  Maybe if I was in the mood for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lydia"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/lydia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtYOqLDm2I/AAAAAAAAADE/zLSCKTt5fok/s1600-h/Fleet+Foxes+-+Fleet+Foxes+-+0+-+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtYOqLDm2I/AAAAAAAAADE/zLSCKTt5fok/s320/Fleet+Foxes+-+Fleet+Foxes+-+0+-+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299426395393596258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fleet Foxes&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fleet Foxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on a gagillion "Best of 2008" lists. I had to check out what was so bloody amazing.  It sounds like someone picked up a group from the 50s and brought them back here to record some tunes. The singing is quite good on it ( and he's almost as good a vocalist as Meiburg, except I can actually understand what this guy is saying) and I like how the backup vocals give it that oldies vibe.  The rest of the instrumentation is pretty good. Though from what I've heard, it's not as good as people make it out to be.  Not saying it's bad, but just reaaaaaaally overhyped.  To me, I haven't really felt a personal connection to it nor have I heard anything that really makes this band any different from some others.  I have to admit, it's still a really solid album all around. I can see why alot of people put it up on their lists.  I'll have to give it a few more listens since I haven't spent that much time with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fleetfoxes"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/fleetfoxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtcaY3TO6I/AAAAAAAAADM/p4M4jU4zba4/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtcaY3TO6I/AAAAAAAAADM/p4M4jU4zba4/s320/front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299430994952272802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Not Me, It's You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking.  You think this is some weird joke that I'm listening to Lily Allen.  My credibility has gone out the window.  My credibility is really going to go bye bye when I tell you how much I like it.  Seriously, this is a good album.  I was surprised. I just listened to it out of curiosity.  I was pleasantly suprised. It turned to be as much about sex, drugs, and love as any album in Greg Dulli's repetoire, as critical of fame and the state of the world as we are when we look at Lindsay Lohan, and as personal and honest as our most revealing songwriters.  It's also quite funny at times. She wrote all the songs, went to LA, and recorded them all at one time, rather than what most people like Allen do which is co-write and produce with tons of people. I also really like the use of accordian as a primary instrument in one of her songs. It's rare that you hear that.  I didn't think I was going to like the song about George Bush (it's called "Fuck You", subtle, I know) , since I don't like most political songs (In Sum 41's case, a whole freaking album). But it sounds so quirky, cute, and odd, that it's hard to even think of it as anything political.  Anyways, I really liked the album. I have since listened to the first one and it's just way too "usual pop singer" for me, but I like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a new post that's more recent and totally NOT a post I had written in January that I haven't posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-7274627936607417236?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/7274627936607417236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=7274627936607417236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7274627936607417236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7274627936607417236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-im-listening-to-11409-because-im.html' title='What I&apos;m Listening to: 1/14/09, because I&apos;m late with this shit'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYtP63k9FrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Qcf49imS1vk/s72-c/front_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-7459827853305225908</id><published>2009-03-01T23:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:47:05.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cursive album out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/5cursive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/5cursive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cursive's new album Mama, I'm Swollen is coming out March 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have a review of it by then.  No, I didn't download it illegally just so I can be the first blogger to put up a review and get user traffic.  I bought it from the Saddle Creek website for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. A DOLLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a limited time, you too can buy the mp3s LEGALLY for a dollar. Hurry up though, each day it increases in price by a dollar until the release date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty excited to listen to this. The cover art has me jazzed a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-7459827853305225908?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/7459827853305225908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=7459827853305225908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7459827853305225908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7459827853305225908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-cursive-album-out.html' title='New Cursive album out'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-4550764160990545366</id><published>2009-02-23T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:50:03.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Album Cover Game</title><content type='html'>1 - Go to “wikipedia.” Hit “Random Article” or click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Go to “Random quotations” or click &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album. Click "New Random quotations" at the bottom to get a new list, since the link will sometimes give you same page over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days” or click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Use Photoshop/MS Paint or similar to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fun little time waster. You can come up with some brilliant covers. Here's some I made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SaMHkWmPWDI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZWmhHW6F4Y/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SaMHkWmPWDI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZWmhHW6F4Y/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306093107095230514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3369/3304752846_ca558a9ca5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3369/3304752846_ca558a9ca5_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some from other people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Sabrica/albumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 303px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Sabrica/albumcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/terminallunch/ernst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 416px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/terminallunch/ernst.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic/107168MOrH/1129452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 402px;" src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic/107168MOrH/1129452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/terminallunch/rose-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 402px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/terminallunch/rose-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Sabrica/n502412708_1586738_4567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 456px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Sabrica/n502412708_1586738_4567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/9875/cowardly.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 421px;" src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/9875/cowardly.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Etlapay/bug1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 491px;" src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Etlapay/bug1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/7664/josipdol.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 401px;" src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/7664/josipdol.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu106/brendanpayne/album01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 258px;" src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu106/brendanpayne/album01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/summersmile/alphington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 425px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/summersmile/alphington.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/3550/fatal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 519px; height: 519px;" src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/3550/fatal.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/14/billroth1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 322px;" src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/14/billroth1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3626/3304264002_180b799a61_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3626/3304264002_180b799a61_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3353/3304648274_8c5aed9f97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 447px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3353/3304648274_8c5aed9f97.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k90/sbelden/3286950113_1d84b6b53e-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 312px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k90/sbelden/3286950113_1d84b6b53e-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-4550764160990545366?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/4550764160990545366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=4550764160990545366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4550764160990545366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4550764160990545366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/02/album-cover-game.html' title='The Album Cover Game'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SaMHkWmPWDI/AAAAAAAAADU/JZWmhHW6F4Y/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-3581122581878179553</id><published>2009-02-23T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:41:21.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A very interesting read</title><content type='html'>Did anyone listen to the band The Format? I probably was into them for a little bit a year or two ago.  Apparently, they broke up a year ago for hardly any reason it seemed.  Now, the band manager is touring around the world researching for his book. On his blog he wrote about the demise of the band and how much they went through just trying to get the band to where it was before it broke up.   It's a very interesting look inside the industry and it's all together a good read. I want to read his book when it comes out. I don't even care what it could be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waywardlife.posterous.com/on-drowning"&gt;http://waywardlife.posterous.com/on-drowning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story amounted to these two kids bashing their heads against a wall for three years, knowing that they had something worthwhile but unable to find strong support, beyond their booking agent and lawyer (it should be noted here that the band’s new label had some solid supporters but were caught in an industry quagmire, what with eleven year old kids becoming able to get music for free - for eternity - on their six hundred dollar computers).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the surface, especially to the music biz, the album was a complete flop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It didn’t matter that they had been swept under the rug, nor did it matter that “The First Single” was a mega-hit waiting to happen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The data showed that this horse had run its best race and come in second-to-last (always more pitiful than loser).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sitting in front of me were two young men who were nothing short of desperate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They both smoked an extraordinary amount of cigarettes, perhaps one for every minute in an hour.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their knees shook through the holes in their jeans and they both picked at their food in a way that suggested apathy for the thing that might keep them alive for the next day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t sadness or despondency; it was pure depression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; We agreed to work together and they were dropped from their label within a few months...&lt;/blockquote&gt;Click on the link to read the whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-3581122581878179553?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/3581122581878179553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=3581122581878179553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3581122581878179553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3581122581878179553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-interesting-read.html' title='A very interesting read'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-3694261007778280406</id><published>2009-02-04T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:25:32.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zooey is a Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYn7abzkIQI/AAAAAAAAABs/UPi3TGo2hNg/s1600-h/zooeydeschanel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYn7abzkIQI/AAAAAAAAABs/UPi3TGo2hNg/s320/zooeydeschanel1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299042868137304322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She &amp;amp; Him are being featured on a new compilation that came out on January 30th.  It's called simply "Sweetheart", and is comprised of 14 covers of love songs by various artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zeitgeistmanagement.com/images/news/sweetheart_cover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.zeitgeistmanagement.com/images/news/sweetheart_cover.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. Death Cab for Cutie - Love Song&lt;br /&gt;2. Katy Perry - Black and Gold&lt;br /&gt;3. DeVotchKa - Hot Burrito #1 (I'm Your Toy)&lt;br /&gt;4. Department of Eagles - Love Me&lt;br /&gt;5. Jessica Lea Mayfield - Words of Love&lt;br /&gt;6. Ben Bridwell - Your Love Is Forever&lt;br /&gt;7. Kate Tucker - I'm on Fire&lt;br /&gt;8. Rogue Wave - Maps&lt;br /&gt;9. A.C. Newman - Take on Me&lt;br /&gt;10. Jem - Yellow&lt;br /&gt;11. Richard Hawley - Early Morning Rain&lt;br /&gt;12. Daniel Martin Moore - I Hear Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. She &amp;amp; Him - I Put a Spell on You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Lila Downs - My One and Only Love   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As you can see, it also features Katy Perry, which is amusing if you know about the whole "They look alike!" thing. For those who need a reminder or wanted to see a picture of them together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.yuku.com/image/pjpeg/ff5351c266fa44afe2f4d7c54b612209b817659.pjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://images.yuku.com/image/pjpeg/ff5351c266fa44afe2f4d7c54b612209b817659.pjpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zooey is on the left, and Katy Perry is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll also notice that Death Cab for Cutie is on there. Why is that significant? Because Zooey Deschanel is engaged to Ben Gibbard. Bleh. I mean Gibbard is cool and all, he makes good music usually, and is a good guy. But he's also the most homey dude ever. He's like that guy who is in the friends zone with a bunch of girls and you suspect he smells funny. I think about Gibbard and her and it feels like the most mismatched couple ever. Well...Natalie Portman and that Devandra Bernhardt guy were worse. Anyways, the thought of Gibbard and Zooey being engaged and stuff just makes my stomach turn a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYoG5VfaKQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ie79y7nbsEU/s1600-h/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYoG5VfaKQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ie79y7nbsEU/s320/281x211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299055493646002434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, this post is a good excuse to put up Zooey Deschanel pictures. Also, She &amp;amp; Him Volume 2 is coming this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYoB1qWBe-I/AAAAAAAAACc/vte7RNdFKmY/s1600-h/zooey-deschanel-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYoB1qWBe-I/AAAAAAAAACc/vte7RNdFKmY/s320/zooey-deschanel-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299049932966165474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-3694261007778280406?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/3694261007778280406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=3694261007778280406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3694261007778280406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3694261007778280406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/02/zooey-is-sweetheart.html' title='Zooey is a Sweetheart'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SYn7abzkIQI/AAAAAAAAABs/UPi3TGo2hNg/s72-c/zooeydeschanel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-8206926828590562943</id><published>2009-01-23T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:57:46.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old War- "Weak Man" video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=50859195"&gt;Good Old War - Weak Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=50859195,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=50859195,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music video for "Weak Man" by Good Old War came out the other day. It's a folky, laid back, chill vid, which is perfect for the band.  It features Anthony Green on guest vocals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-8206926828590562943?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/8206926828590562943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=8206926828590562943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/8206926828590562943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/8206926828590562943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-old-war-weak-man-video.html' title='Good Old War- &quot;Weak Man&quot; video'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-288393055206377977</id><published>2009-01-23T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:22:23.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Joaquin Phoenix Rappah Jammah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.discoveringjoaquin.com/gallery/albums/userpics/10084/normal_93288_lavo_15_122_948lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.discoveringjoaquin.com/gallery/albums/userpics/10084/normal_93288_lavo_15_122_948lo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess he WAS going for a "The Dude" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some vids on youtube of Joaquin looking like a chubby sailor and rapping. Afterwards, he falls off the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gv3Yc1Sk5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gv3Yc1Sk5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is bizarre.  I just think he's doing this for fun. I think he's serious about a career in music, but not serious about a career in rap. I think he's just doing rap for fun. If he's as much a perfectionist as people say, then he's doing this because since he's not that serious about it, he doesn't have to care if it sucks.  It's all in good fun and a joke to laugh at. Casey Affleck is filming it because he wants to hone his skills.  That's what I think is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? It really doesn't sound half bad. I mean sure, I don't know wtf he's saying 80% of the time, and I'm sure he's drunk as shit, but I've heard far worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-288393055206377977?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/288393055206377977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=288393055206377977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/288393055206377977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/288393055206377977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-joaquin-phoenix-rappah-jammah.html' title='Update on Joaquin Phoenix Rappah Jammah'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-6347490270706098713</id><published>2009-01-16T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:34:33.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joaquin Phoenix....the Rapper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stonesthrow.com/images/2008/funkmosphere-joaquin-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.stonesthrow.com/images/2008/funkmosphere-joaquin-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those who don't know, a while ago Joaquin Phoenix announced that he quit acting to pursue a career in music. Most people (like me) naturally assumed he'd be going the acoustic Johnny Cash-esque route. Hey, it worked for Steven Seagal *rolls eyes*. Well according to a few articles and a video, he's working with P Diddy and it's going to be a rap album. It conflicts with previous reports that he &lt;a href="http://thebosh.com/archives/2008/05/joaquin_phoenix_records_an_album_with_the_charlatans_frontman_tim_burgess.php"&gt;was working with Tim Burgess from The Charlatans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only that, but he wants to do a documentary on himself about his transition from movies to rapping.  It's to be directed by his brother-in-law, a certain actor known as Casey Affleck. I know, I know, you're thinking "You've got to be kidding me". I barely believe it myself. Then I saw &lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/videos?autoplay=true&amp;amp;mediaKey=10e9f7b3-b41b-4992-841c-3484ff31c454"&gt;the video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also saw &lt;a href="http://www.stonesthrow.com/news/2008/11/joaquin-phoenix-dressed-like-the-dude-debuts-rap-career-at-dam-funks-funkmosphere"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; of him rapping and Affleck taking video of him around November of 2008...so it may all be true after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He looks like a younger Greg Dulli if he got heavier into drugs and quit shaving. Maybe he's going for a Serpico / The Dude look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, the first day of shooting reportedly starts tonight at a show he's doing in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://popwatch.ew.com/photos/uncategorized/2009/01/16/affleckphoenix_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://popwatch.ew.com/photos/uncategorized/2009/01/16/affleckphoenix_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-6347490270706098713?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/6347490270706098713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=6347490270706098713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/6347490270706098713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/6347490270706098713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/01/joaquin-phoenixthe-rapper.html' title='Joaquin Phoenix....the Rapper?'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-7678340662556825898</id><published>2009-01-14T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:44:14.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>History Tid-Bit:  The Anti-Video Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmcFmw5s6P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmcFmw5s6P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 80s were a time where music videos were the biggest thing. MTV actually showed music videos. Can you believe that? Teens everywhere would sit around all day watching music videos. They would either have the band playing along and trying their hardest to look cool with their long curly hair locks flowing behind them, or cheesy choreographed dance routines in tight spandex, or extravagantly made videos with the production values of a short film.  Well, when the Replacements did a video from their song "Bastards of Young", what did they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a shot of the speakers playing the song the whole time.  They were like...fuck convention. In the video for "The Ledge", they just had a shot of the band sitting around in a room with couches and chairs doing nothing in particular. Another video had them purposely not lip synching to the music and changing up instruments a few times throughout the song. It's pretty funny if you get the joke, and it's refreshing for a band to not take itself so seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting tid-bit takes place on January 18th, 1986, when The Replacements were the musical guest on SNL.  It's notable because they were banned from SNL because of it.  Why? Well, they showed up drunk as hell, bumbling around, and Westerberg dropped the F-bomb on TV audiences across the country. Of course, some say it's the best performance SNL ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd show you the video of it but the network has taken down most SNL videos on sites. So far I haven't found it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-7678340662556825898?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/7678340662556825898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=7678340662556825898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7678340662556825898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7678340662556825898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2009/01/history-tid-bit-anti-video-music-video.html' title='History Tid-Bit:  The Anti-Video Music Video'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-4400142523515964497</id><published>2008-12-25T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:50:03.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Listening To: 12/25/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It may be Christmas time but that doesn't mean I'm listening to just holiday tunes. Ha!  Sorry it's been such a long break between the previous What I'm Listening To and this one. I've just been fairly busy and haven't listened to much new music.  These are just some things I've been listening to lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.projectorstudio.com/blog/images/cover49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 196px;" src="http://www.projectorstudio.com/blog/images/cover49.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Westerberg &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;49:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully you recognize the name from his time in a certain band known as The Replacements. If you don't know them, that's okay, alot of people today don't.  He released this track online a couple months ago for 49 cents. It's a damn good deal. 49 minutes (actually around 43) of music for a penny per minute.  I listened to it when it came out but lately I've been revisiting it. Even though it's ONE track, it's full of different songs and a few covers. These aren't just throwaway songs either. Most of the songs are pretty good and those that aren't are just being experimental. Many different sounds are explored. My only complaint is that you can't easily skip to a song you particularly like if you're listening in a car. Also, between the songs, mini-snippets of other songs are  heard. It gives the effect of turning the dial of a radio between stations. The bad thing is...some of those snippets are interesting enough for me to wish I could hear more than 30 seconds of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a848.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/125/l_5f2e2595d8cb9f83a8efb768f03451ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 259px;" src="http://a848.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/125/l_5f2e2595d8cb9f83a8efb768f03451ef.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Jane Carrey Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fronted by Jim Carrey's daughter, you'd expect it to either suck or sound like your everyday pop music. Thankfully, neither is true.  Not only can she sing, but her songs have a real mature sound to them. I can try to describe it as an alternative bluesy/jazzy sound.   I could imagine them touring with Martha Wainwright or someone else like that.  Her voice has substance to it...it's hard to describe. It certainly makes her sound older than she really is.  They're going into the studio to record some more songs, so hopefully I'll get more to listen to. No albums yet, but perhaps they will release one eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/janecarreyband"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/janecarreyband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a763.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/61/l_803eab35b89242c852fa1a5717c76faa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 224px;" src="http://a763.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/61/l_803eab35b89242c852fa1a5717c76faa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ice Cream Floats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I stumbled upon this one after looking through movies related to Baghead. Tipper Newton and Joe Swanberg are both actors. Swanberg is also a director.  They made these toothache inducing songs of sweetness covered with a thick layer of ear numbing cuteness, all sitting on a foundation of the "indie" sound.  The songs really do sound like a throwback to the 50s/60s though. That's why I dig it.  It is unabashably happy go sunshine and doesn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theicecreamfloats"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theicecreamfloats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-4400142523515964497?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/4400142523515964497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=4400142523515964497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4400142523515964497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4400142523515964497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-im-listening-to-new-year-of-2009.html' title='What I&apos;m Listening To: 12/25/08'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-7505736189674910807</id><published>2008-12-24T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T15:25:58.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moving Picture: Baghead (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/baghead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 385px;" src="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/baghead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did anyone catch the movie "The Puffy Chair"? I saw it maybe a year or so ago while surfing channels.  I fell asleep and when I awoke, there was this movie on. A movie that initially annoyed me because it seemed a little dumb, cheap, and seemed like another lame drama about twenty-somethings. I was too lazy to change the channel though, so I kept watching.  It turned out to be a really enjoyable movie with some great acting and a good story.  I didn't find out until later that all of the dialogue in the movie was improvised and unscripted.  There was no conventional script to speak of, no real budget to speak of, and it just felt...real.  The film was a hit apparently, and brought a lot of attention to Mark and Jay Duplass. They wrote it while Jay directed and Mark acted.  It's also recognized as one of the first movies in a movement known as "mumblecore". The movement being low budget indie flicks with improvised dialogue that are usually about twenty-somethings and relationships. I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, it's pretty much the dumbest name ever. It makes it sound like something pretentious or like it's for "hipsters" or something. I know the guy who coined the term and made it popular and I would punch him.  It's an annoying label, but then again most labels are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/indiegems-baghead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/indiegems-baghead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, this brings us to the Duplass brothers' second full length film, Baghead.  It's about four struggling actors who go to a cabin in the woods.  There, they're determined to write a great screenplay that will make them famous. They come up with the story of a killer with a bag over his head who torments a group of friends.  Mysteriously, the story begins to become reality. Is someone playing a joke on them, or are their lives in danger?  If you go in expecting it to be a slasher flick, then you will be greatly disappointed. The horror aspect of the movie not the focus at all, though it plays a part. The focus is on the relationships between the friends in the cabin.  Let's see if I can sum this up.  Matt and Chad are best friends.  Catherine and Matt have been dating off and on for 11 years and Catherine wants to get Matt back. Michelle and Chad have been friends for a few months. Chad wants to be her boyfriend but Michelle isn't into him like that and wants to get it on with Matt.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.kpbs.org/images/uploads/Baghead02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 240px;" src="http://blogs.kpbs.org/images/uploads/Baghead02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, it's pretty common stuff in people's lives. It's not nearly as dramatic as it sounds. Who hasn't had that off and on romance at some point or wanted to be with a person who didn't like you in the same way? It's handled pretty realistically, and the characters are fairly likeable.  The guy who plays Chad was great. He was perfect as the "nice" guy.  The guys who are really great and funny but not what most girls go for physically, you know?  I also thought Greta Gerwig as Michelle was good. She was kinda quirky and cute. The story was interesting to watch, some parts made me laugh quite a bit, and it kept you guessing a bit at to how it would all turn out. I have to commend the brothers on the horror/slasher elements of it. They did pretty well on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only real bad thing about this movie is that it's alot of talking. There's usually no background music during these scenes so you just have to listen to them talk. The improvised dialogue is good and all, there's just alot of it. So, there's a chance you could get bored during some parts.  Don't turn it off though, because it's still a pretty decent movie. I might watch it again this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out the trailer so you can have SOME idea of what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHHdIXSNgyM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHHdIXSNgyM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-7505736189674910807?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/7505736189674910807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=7505736189674910807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7505736189674910807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/7505736189674910807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-picture-baghead-2008.html' title='A Moving Picture: Baghead (2008)'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-5705025310064480191</id><published>2008-12-24T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:45:19.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moving Picture: Burn After Reading (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51CW76jX8fL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 293px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51CW76jX8fL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then...that was slightly disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that because this movie came after "No Country for Old Men".  My disappointment has nothing to do with that. My disappointment stems from this just not being on the same level as other Coen Bros. movies.  Also, all the advertisements play this movie up like it's a quirky comedy, but really it isn't.  Yes, it's quirky. Yes, it's occasionally funny. However, it's more like a drama with occasional bouts of humor and bouts of suspense but not like other Coen movies.  So if you go in thinking it's going to be a comedy, you're going to be disappointed because there aren't a gut busting amount of laughs. In a way, it feels disjointed.  The first half of the movie is where most of the Coen quirk and comedy is present. It's like watching The Big Lebowski.  There's serious stuff in it, but it's kept light-hearted.  Then almost abruptly, the movie takes a darker turn. This is the spy thriller half of the movie.  Things here are darker, more interesting, and suspenseful, but not really any laughs until J.K. Simmons pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/05/30/burn-after-reading-trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/05/30/burn-after-reading-trailer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot centers around Osbourne Cox (played by John Malkovich, who is playing a more eccentric version of John Malkovich), a CIA analyst who quits his job because he was demoted due to a so-called "drinking problem".  So he decides to write a memoir about his life. His cold hearted bitch of a wife (Tilda Swinton) is sleeping with Harry Pferrar (George Clooney), an eccentric womanizer/ Treasury agent.  She wants to divorce Cox to be with Harry who is also leaving his spouse. But she needs records of his finances so she can get his moolah.  She copies everything off his computer including his memoir and puts it on a disc. Eventually, the disc ends up at a gym in the hands of Chad Feldheimer (Brad Pitt), a physical trainer there.  Linda Litzke (Frances McDormand) also works there. She's a lonely woman who badly wants cosmetic surgery because she thinks guys will like her more. However, she can't get the money for it.  They mistake the data on the disc for top secret stuff and decide to return it to Cox for a reward.  Then it sorta turns into blackmail when Cox refuses to pay any reward.  Meanwhile, Linda has turned to online dating and by coincidence starts a relationship with Harry. Eventually , all the threads intersect and it turns into a bloodbath. The whole thing is being monitored by the CIA who are baffled as to what in the world is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot itself is okay, but by the end, even the CIA director (Simmons) has no idea what the point was.  He even asks "So, what did we learn from all this?" and the answer is pretty much a shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it good? Is it entertaining? Sure. It was decent. The acting was great but no one really got enough time to shine much. Brad Pitt and George Clooney pretty much steal the show for me. There's nothing particularly terrible about the movie. The direction and cinematography are solid. The dialogue is really witty and when it works, it works greatly. I can see why people like it, but to me it was just alright. Not as great as everybody says. Maybe just a good movie, but probably not one I'd recommend to people or watch often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-5705025310064480191?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/5705025310064480191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=5705025310064480191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5705025310064480191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5705025310064480191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-picture-burn-after-reading-2008.html' title='A Moving Picture: Burn After Reading (2008)'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-6587144780752559461</id><published>2008-12-20T04:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T05:43:42.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone needs to use these things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aues21.dsl.pipex.com/images/plaasticKazoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 295px;" src="http://www.aues21.dsl.pipex.com/images/plaasticKazoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Kazoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only think of a handful of musicians that have used the kazoo in any of their songs. To be fair, kazoos don't make the best sound in the world, but still.  I think Allison Weiss may have used one on a song.  In a couple shows, Anthony Green asked people to bring in kazoos to play along with the band during the chorus' of "Drug Dealer".  I thought that was a cool thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, let's not forget about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ericmatlock.com/images/keytar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 380px;" src="http://ericmatlock.com/images/keytar2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Keytar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, use of the keytar has spread like wildfire through indie and local bands.  I guess it's been making a comeback for the past few years. Either that or there's just been an influx of 80s cover bands. Bands today haven't been using the next level of keytar though. Yes, the 21st century version. What am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The QWERTY Keytar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.engadget.com/media/2006/06/key-tar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 340px;" src="http://www.engadget.com/media/2006/06/key-tar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can trigger tons of different loops mapped to each key, or tons of different notes/sounds.  Also it's really cheap to make.  Also you can look nerd-diculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why make a looping machine when you can make one from an existing device?  A device such as....the Nintendo Game Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greydoesmatter.com/images/image_gallery/gameboy_page/gdmVSgameboy_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.greydoesmatter.com/images/image_gallery/gameboy_page/gdmVSgameboy_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's been quite a few musicians to use Gameboys.  Kraftwerk even released a cd full of their songs that were made into 8-bit Gameboy music.  The band I'm going to note for using it though is Grey Does Matter from NYC.   Jason Crawford was without a band. The members went off to do their own thing, so Jason sought replacements to do some shows with him. So, he got a Gameboy.  The Gameboy became his backing band for a series of solo shows in clubs around NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instrument I MOST want to see being used is the reacTable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e3/Reactable_Multitouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 269px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e3/Reactable_Multitouch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monstrosity of tech uses a Tangible User Interface translucent tabletop together with a virtual synthesizer to create music or sound effects.  The blocks and other shapes you see are called "tangibles". They represent different parts of an analog synthesizer.  When they are placed on the table, various animated symbols appear around them, and a line (called a waveform)  may connect them to the center. These usually show what the tangible is doing, and can be manipulated with a fingertip to control the amplitude or rotated to change the frequency. A tangible called a filter can be put in the middle of the waveform connecting the module to the center and act like an effects pedal of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/59/Reactable002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 301px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/59/Reactable002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bjork is the first musician to actually use the thing in a live performance. I haven't heard of any others using it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-6587144780752559461?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/6587144780752559461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=6587144780752559461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/6587144780752559461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/6587144780752559461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/12/someone-needs-to-use-these-things.html' title='Someone needs to use these things'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-2799835023186392658</id><published>2008-11-25T03:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:24:47.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>History Tidbit: "Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://feelinglistless.users.btopenworld.com/fidelitypic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://feelinglistless.users.btopenworld.com/fidelitypic.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 14th, 1978&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Sex Pistols' final tour date at the Winterland Ballroom in San Francisco. After playing a really short set ending with a Stooges cover of "No Fun", Johnny Rotten says, "This is no fun, at all".  What followed was an infamous moment in music history (depending who you ask). Rotten says to the audience, "Ever get the feeling you've been cheated? Goodnight!". He throws down his microphone, and walks offstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotten left the band soon after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-2799835023186392658?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/2799835023186392658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=2799835023186392658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/2799835023186392658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/2799835023186392658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/11/history-tidbit-ever-get-feeling-youve.html' title='History Tidbit: &quot;Ever get the feeling you&apos;ve been cheated?&quot;'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-1836588456213465124</id><published>2008-11-24T04:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:13:30.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moving Picture: Psych-Out (1968)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://analogmedium.com/blog/2007/11/psych-out1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 270px;" src="http://analogmedium.com/blog/2007/11/psych-out1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, anyone remember the 60s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? You're that old and reading this? I thought you had to go to the store to get hemorrhoid creme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though. It was the time of peace, love, and rock and roll. Oh and drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psych-Out was part of that era's cautionary films about recreational drugs.  It's about hippies, psychedelic music, getting high, and the consequences.  Jack Nicholson wrote the script, but after the director thought it was too experimental, a few other writers came in and rewrote it.  He didn't get a writing credit, but he did get to write the lead character and play him. Ironically, even though he played one of the main characters, the posters only advertised the female lead and Dean Stockwell. He played one of the supporting characters, but Nicholson got his name in tiny letters with the rest of the cast on the poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about a deaf runaway named Jenny, who is looking for her brother, Steve. Jack Nicholson plays Stoney, a hippie who tries to help her along with his friends. He plays in a psychedelic band called "Mumblin' Jim", and when she sees them at a coffee place, they try to help her out.  Along the way, they run into thugs that are also looking for Steve, and Jenny is taken into the hippie lifestyle. A friend of theirs gets high on STP and starts seeing everyone as zombies and even tries to cut his own hand off which was a pretty funny scene.  Stoney and Jenny eventually get romantic and sleep together. However, Stoney is a hit it and quit it guy. So, of course, he's kind of an ass to her afterwards.  Dean Stockwell plays Dave, who is Stoney's friend, and he doesn't like how he treats Jenny.  What does he do about it? He tries to get with Jenny.  Dave finally explains to her how Stoney is a hit it and quit it guy and doesn't like Jenny the way she likes him. Then Stoney walks in on them, gets jealous, and yells. In her frustration, Jenny downs a whole glass of STP laced kool-aid and goes on a massive trip.  I'm not going to summarize the rest of it, but it does end tragically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really weird movie. It's interesting in a totally morbid way. You know it's a bad movie, but it's interesting.  It's also really weird to see Jack Nicholson younger with a trashy ponytail and Dean Stockwell as a hippie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myX5Q4qMDhY/R88GobSa4wI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yLMtS7m3kPQ/s320/stockwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myX5Q4qMDhY/R88GobSa4wI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yLMtS7m3kPQ/s320/stockwell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0EIKC0YbyE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0EIKC0YbyE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-1836588456213465124?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/1836588456213465124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=1836588456213465124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1836588456213465124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1836588456213465124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/11/moving-picture-psych-out-1968.html' title='A Moving Picture: Psych-Out (1968)'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myX5Q4qMDhY/R88GobSa4wI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yLMtS7m3kPQ/s72-c/stockwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-5699359723121021451</id><published>2008-11-09T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:16:44.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Bemis Finishes 120 Songs for Fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.realone.com/assets/rn/img/1/6/0/8/19968061-19968063-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 576px;" src="http://i.realone.com/assets/rn/img/1/6/0/8/19968061-19968063-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max and his most recent tattoo, a rendering of Johnny Cash. "I'm a big fan and lately I've been relating to him a lot in my life. His path, and his spiritual stuff, and going through a really dark time and falling in love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is an astounding number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Max Bemis from Say Anything opened a &lt;a href="http://www.merchdirect.net/SayAnything/?productid=9900"&gt;Song Shop&lt;/a&gt; on the Say Anything website. For $150, and a paragraph about what you want the song to be about, you can get your own personalized song written and recorded by the man himself.  I think it's a really cool thing to do for fans, and the songs aren't just some basic chords cobbled together. From what I've heard, there's some thought and effort put in each song. They're not that long or as orchestrated as songs on an album, but they were never meant to be. It's something that you can have and say "One of my fave musicians wrote a song for ME!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just pretty damn nifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The song shop has been put on hold for now since Say Anything is getting ready to work on their new album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-5699359723121021451?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/5699359723121021451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=5699359723121021451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5699359723121021451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5699359723121021451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/11/max-bemis-finishes-120-songs-for-fans.html' title='Max Bemis Finishes 120 Songs for Fans'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-1709364102955161146</id><published>2008-10-29T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:13:30.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Concept Albums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://therawfeed.com/pix/scitech_record_player.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 406px;" src="http://therawfeed.com/pix/scitech_record_player.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the concept album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music has always been used as a medium to tell stories.  From the bards of times past to the musicians of today, stories and messages have been told through song. Jilted lovers, silly break ups, society's flaws, true love, true pain, anguish, politics, drunken antics, heroes, villains, various kinds of sex, nothing has been left out of song. In most albums, however, each song is its own little self contained story.  In a concept album, each song is like a chapter of one story.   Each one follows a theme or plays a part in the narrative of the album. One very well known concept album is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by David Bowie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many artists have done their own concept album including Ray Charles (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Genius_Hits_the_Road" title="The Genius Hits the Road"&gt;The Genius Hits the Road&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;/i&gt;Johnny Cash (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ride_This_Train" title="Ride This Train"&gt;Ride This Train&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;/i&gt;The Beatles ( &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sgt._Pepper%27s_Lonely_Hearts_Club_Band" title="Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band"&gt;Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ), pretty much everything by Pink Floyd, Styx, Alice Cooper, ELO, The Kinks, Everclear, Cursive, Green Day (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;American Idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), The Mars Volta, Explosions in the Sky, My Chemical Romance (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Black Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), Jay-Z (American Gangster), and even Frank Sinatra (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_the_Wee_Small_Hours" title="In the Wee Small Hours"&gt;In the Wee Small Hours&lt;/a&gt;). I didn't mention all of the artists because that would take too much space. I just wanted to give an idea of the variety of artists that have done concept albums. Anyways, I'm just going to talk about some of the concept albums made recently. "Recently" being past couple years.  I'm not going to talk about all of them, just ones I've listened to or heard about from friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41x1lmFF63L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41x1lmFF63L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Say Anything - ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Is a Real Boy/In Defense of the Genre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2004/2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Max Bemis' punk rock musical about a boy in a sucky band who can't stand the vast hypocrisy in society and especially the punk scene.  One day, a magical power overtakes him and forces him to shout out his innermost feelings in the form of fully orchestrated rock anthems. As he gains popularity, his ability forces him to speak out about the world around him, ending relationships and creating others. With witty lyrics and clever instrumentation (influenced by musicals), it's a joy to listen to. It sounds different, but it's decent stuff. Stuff that came from the mind of one man. Max Bemis played every instrument on the album except drums. The second album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;In Defense of the Genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, returns to the same character as he develops a new romantic relationship and experiences the complications involved. He also struggles with mental instability, as paranoia and hallucinations begin to interfere with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sayanything"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/sayanything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://213.234.216.181/bcovers/alb31564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://213.234.216.181/bcovers/alb31564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Coheed and Cambria - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume Two: No World for Tomorrow &lt;/i&gt;(2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the final chapter in Coheed and Cambria's science fiction epic.  There are 4 parts to the story.  Three have been released so far, with the band's next album telling the first part of the story. The story is about the Keywork, interconnecting beams of energy that holds 78 planets together.  The main character is Claudio, the son of Coheed and Cambria. He's destined to become The Crowing, a messianic figure who will save the souls of the Keywork by destroying it. The albums center around his travels, his romances with Newo, coming to terms with his destiny, eventually embracing it, and  finally avenging the death of his parents and destroying the Keywork.  Thankfully, you can listen to the music without even paying attention to the story since it's not very specific on details. It's just one of those things where you can go back and look at the album a totally different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/coheedandcambria"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/coheedandcambria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51wu0vDPQ9L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51wu0vDPQ9L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Dear Hunter - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Act II: The Meaning of , and All Things Regarding Ms. Leading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a young man's mother, Ms. Terri (an ex-prostitute), dies, he goes off on his own. He enters a nearby bordello in hopes of learning more about his mother's past since he was a product of her occupation. There, he falls in love with the prostitute, Ms. Leading. Eventually, he can't cope with her chosen profession and their relationship falls apart.  The album is clearly ambitious. It explores a variety of musical styles, genres, and influences including orchestral rock, country blues, jazz-pop, ragtime piano, and prog rock. The instruments range from pianos, guitars, harps, trumpets, and strings, to banjos, shakers, synthesizers, and various backup singers. The lyrics are even well written and flow very well with the music. The singing is even pretty damn impressive. His voice is a little unique, but he does sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thedearhunter"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thedearhunter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.signonsandiego.com/entertainment/street/goodlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.signonsandiego.com/entertainment/street/goodlife.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Good Life - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Help Wanted Nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Good Life is the side project of Cursive front-man, Tim Kasher.  The album was written as a musical counterpart to an actual screenplay he was writing. There's less storytelling in it than in his usual albums, but the big ideas are all there. It's about a stranger whose car breaks down in a small town for about a week.  He hangs around the town bar and gets wrapped up in the sordid lives of the regulars.  The songs explore love, lust, sex without the love, love without the sex, coming alive in the arms of another, and letting go.  The lyrics are a highlight here, honest and raw, as is the stripped down acoustic/folk approach.  You can almost feel how desperate he is when he sings "I need you so bad. I mean right now, you're all I have".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thegoodlife"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thegoodlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.grcmc.org/radio/images/cover_images/THE_HOLD_STEADY_boys_and_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.grcmc.org/radio/images/cover_images/THE_HOLD_STEADY_boys_and_girls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Hold Steady - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Almost Killed Me/Separation Sunday/Boys and Girls in America/ Stay Positve  (2004-2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the third album,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; Boys and Girls in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, The Hold Steady continues the story of the characters from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Separation Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; with a less narrative approach than that album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Separation Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was about a character named Holly and her quest to find a balance between Catholicism and rock and roll through drugs and a metaphorical resurrection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Boys and Girls in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; follows Holly and other characters through fun times, high times, darkly romantic times, and things in-between.  Though, you could call the albums after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Separation Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loose concept albums at most. Craig Finn's lyrics are great. They're often funny but also smart.  The music has a fun, catchy, classic rock feel to it. They have a new album out called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Stay Positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  Craig Finn has said it still explores the previous characters but from a more mature viewpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theholdsteady"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theholdsteady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/03/Fordurraz.jpg/200px-Fordurraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/03/Fordurraz.jpg/200px-Fordurraz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Forgive Durden - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Razia's Shadow: A Musical  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the rest of the members quit the band, Thomas Dutton decided to make his side-project idea a reality. Composed by him and his brother, this musical explores a world that's been divided into Light and Dark by the mistakes of angels.  A prophecy is foretold about two people whose love will be so strong they will reunite the Dark and the Light as one. The story continues many years later. Two brothers in the Dark half, Adakias and Pallis, have differing views on how to fulfill their destiny. Pallis stays in the kingdom while Akadias leaves. He eventually falls in love with a princess from the Light half. His brother finds him and tries to bring Akadias back to the kingdom by testing the Princess' love for him. Upon finding that the Princess' love is true, Pallis tries to kill her to take Akadias back.  Akadias blocks him, impaling himself on Pallis' blade. Pallis realizes his brother's true destiny and regrets what he's done. Akadias asks them not to cry for him as he dies, and the two halves of the world become one once more.  It's definitely an ambitious project with many guest singers playing each character.  The music is inspired by musicals, and it has a certain Tim Burton-esque sound at times. As such, it can be quite off-putting if you're not used to musicals. I was put off for a couple tracks, but it got quite better as it went on. So either the quality of the music got better, or I just became more used to it.  I'm just not terribly keen of Dutton's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forgivedurden.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.forgivedurden.com/blog/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/9d/Rightawaygreatcaptain-bitterend.jpg/200px-Rightawaygreatcaptain-bitterend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/9d/Rightawaygreatcaptain-bitterend.jpg/200px-Rightawaygreatcaptain-bitterend.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Right Away, Great Captain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Bitter End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy Hull's (Manchester Orchestra) acoustic side-project about a 1600s sailor and his 3 years at sea. Each song is an entry in his journal to his family at home or his captain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Bitter End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is the first part of a planned trilogy. The second part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Eventually Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, will be released on Nov. 11th.  Before a young sailor leaves for his 3 year trip, he sees his wife cheating on him with his brother from the window.  He doesn't tell either of them what he saw, kisses his children goodbye, and leaves for the ship.  He deals with loss, missing things, the wonder of adventure at sea, and his feelings with betrayal while beginning a friendship with the captain of the ship. The captain tells him that love is nothing more than an action. He shouldn't put his faith in something so unreliable. The sailor grows more insane as time goes on. His depression slowly mixes with bitterness and hate. Eventually, the ship docks. He sees his wife, son, and daughter waiting for him. For an instant he falls back in love with her. He forgets all the hateful things he wanted to say to her. He's faced with the decision of either spending his life at sea, or being tortured by her betrayal and of what he might do to her. He comes to the conclusion that he's not ready to forgive her and returns to sea. The album concludes with the Captain's death, and the sailor becoming the new Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rightawaygreatcaptain"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/rightawaygreatcaptain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://213.234.216.181/bcovers/alb35627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://213.234.216.181/bcovers/alb35627.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thrice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Alchemy Index: Volumes I, II, III, and IV: Fire, Water, Air, and Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (2007/2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thrice's four-disc concept album was split between two releases. The first was Fire and Water. The second was Air and Earth.  Each song is about the respective element they represent.  Each disc has its own unique sound. The Fire album has an aggressive rock sound. The Water album has soothing waves of sound with electronic aspects. The Air album focuses on atmosphere with songs as heavy as a hurricane and as passionate as a loving breeze. The Earth album takes a stripped down approach with acoustics, banjos, and such. It's a very ambitious and experimental effort. It is one that seems to have paid off for the band. I think it's great they can explore many facets of their sound through each album and not get bogged down by a genre's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thrice"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thrice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXiYdjH6w_c/SGmHEZ5FivI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0XgpZklFy4/s400/juturna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXiYdjH6w_c/SGmHEZ5FivI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0XgpZklFy4/s400/juturna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Circa Survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Juturna/ On Letting Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (2005/2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though not really concept records, their albums do follow themes in some of their songs.  It could easily be argued that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Juturna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is a concept record about cocaine and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.  The songs contain many references to Anthony Green's own struggles with drug use and to the movie though it's not a concept on purpose. Some of the songs directly talk about erasing someone you loved from your mind or recognizing a stranger in the street, so yeah. I'm not sure, but it's food for thought. Though when your album closes with "Meet Me in Montauk" it seems a little obvious.  Their second album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;On Letting Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, deals with the theme the title suggests.  It's about loss of friendship, struggles with religion, and letting go of the emotions we struggle with everyday.  The anger we feel. The loneliness we feel, not just from friends but God as well. We have to let go to move on to something new and better. However, there are those who believe the album is a concept about the New Testament. It's all about interpretation, and Green's words are quite accommodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/circasurvive"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/circasurvive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.subpop.com/assets/images/column2/3990.jpg?1213301823"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 233px;" src="http://www.subpop.com/assets/images/column2/3990.jpg?1213301823" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Gutter Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saturnalia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also one of those "concept but not really" albums.  I could've put in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Twilight Singers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Powder Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in as an album wholly about drugs, which it is, but this album is more recent. Greg Dulli and Mark Lanegan team up to deliver us a darkly atmospheric album about religion and the evils that men do. Many of the songs sound as if they are about the Rapture, and the plight of those left behind without one to lead them. Then some of them talk of getting in or out of heaven because of the things they've done. Though the songs share a common theme, Dulli has said it was not intended as a concept album. This is a beautiful album. It's ominous in its tone, with unsettling guitar sounds, creeping strings, soothing back up vocals, the crass baritone of Lanegan, and the lush sound of Dulli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Gutter Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Idle Hands (&lt;a href="http://www.subpop.com/assets/audio/4022.mp3"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/theguttertwins"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;www.myspace.com/theguttertwins&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-1709364102955161146?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/1709364102955161146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=1709364102955161146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1709364102955161146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/1709364102955161146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/modern-concept-albums.html' title='Modern Concept Albums'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXiYdjH6w_c/SGmHEZ5FivI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0XgpZklFy4/s72-c/juturna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-5241070355002179175</id><published>2008-10-26T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:09:34.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Listening To - 10/26/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"I will be the flounder on your southern shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; On your southern sandy beaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; If you would only show me where your sunshine reaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; I will be the steward of your southern lands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;if you would only take my, take my shaking hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; Will you build your half of the bridge?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sunshine State by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Superchunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it might be a neat idea to make an entry maybe once a week about music I've listened to lately.  I don't know how well it'll work, but let's give it a try.  At the worst, at least you'll have something to read if you're bored during the zombie apocalypse.  Oh you didn't know? Yeah, during the Great War between Pirates and Ninjas, a mysterious third faction came to light. A faction that completely changed the tide of battle and ultimately the course of history.  Of course, it was the zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those undead bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sputnikmusic.com/images/albums/32093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.sputnikmusic.com/images/albums/32093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;4:13 Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Cure album in four years releases this Tuesday.  It's currently streaming on their myspace page though. So, of course, I had to check it out.  So far it sounds like this is a throwback to The Cure's lovey, happy, poppy years.  The cool thing is The Cure still have the same sound they did back in the early 90s even with all the recording magic they have today.  So if you dug "Pictures of You", "Just Like Heaven", "Inbetween Days",  and "Friday, I'm in Love" then you'll feel right at home here.  If you prefer The Cure's darker songs, you might not dig it so much.  Robert Smith said he might release the darker counter part to the album at some point.  I'm really liking this though. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thecure"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myspace.com/inharbour"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.absolutepunk.net/geek/gars/images/9/8/3/6/0/2in_harbour_-_the_hardest_part_is_learning_to_swim_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;In Harbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Hardest Part is Learning to Swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Harbour hails from Minneapolis, Minnesota, and this is their debut EP. I just listened to a few songs by them today.  They sound pretty serene and ambient. It really does sound sorta like how the cover of the EP looks. It kind of reminds me of Explosions in the Sky. Just a bit.  The singer's voice is alright. He sings really well and all, I'm just not super into the sound of his voice. It's almost like a slightly higher pitched version of the guy from Copeland's voice. I hope I get to hear more songs from them later but they've definitely caught my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/inharbour"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/inharbour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.ebayimg.com/01/c/000/77/3f/21f7_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://i5.ebayimg.com/01/c/000/77/3f/21f7_8.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Superchunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Here's Where the Strings Come In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooooo, buzzing guitars whizzing by my ears with thoughtful lyrics tagging close behind.  Such is the delight of Superchunk.  What does it sound like? Basically, like one of the many rock/grunge bands from the early 90s such as Weezer. It's catchy, noisy, clever, and a whole lot of fun.  This group hails from good ole Chapel Hill, NC, and were a big part of the music scene back in the day.  Mac MaCaughan, the front man, went on to found Merge Records.  The name may sound familiar. They're home to bands such as Arcade Fire, Camera Obscura, She and Him, Spoon, Buzzcocks, Conor Oberst, Dinosaur Jr, Neutral Milk Hotel, and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/superchunkmusic"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/superchunkmusic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/superchunkmusic"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;For a few other tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a743.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/m_29c229ccdeaf2db1ba84ab12f7f13eb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="http://a743.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/m_29c229ccdeaf2db1ba84ab12f7f13eb6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison Weiss&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No album in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to pimp this girl out.  She's pretty great at what she does.  Her guitar work is really good, and her singing is pretty good.  Her lyrics are quirky and honest.  She doesn't do a whole lot of "cute" songs. Her area is more about relationships and some of the complications involved.  It gets a little old sometimes, but she's adoringly catchy, her style's neat,  and they're all well done.  I think she's younger than me too, which makes me feel old.  Anyhoo, you can see her live if you're ever around Athens, GA or western NC.  She has a great YouTube channel full of her performing her songs. I think some of her songs sound more impressive on there with just her and her guitar. So check her out if you're into her kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allisonweiss"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/allisonweiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/amlingisrad"&gt;Her YouTube channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0c8SYb2G2M"&gt;Her pretty neat cover of Kids by MGMT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, I'll see what I can find for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-5241070355002179175?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/5241070355002179175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=5241070355002179175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5241070355002179175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/5241070355002179175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-im-listening-to-102608.html' title='What I&apos;m Listening To - 10/26/08'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-476088096209233316</id><published>2008-10-25T18:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:52:21.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone II: The Home Recordings of Rivers Cuomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.musicunderfire.com/graphics/photos/cuomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 238px;" src="http://blog.musicunderfire.com/graphics/photos/cuomo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparently, Rivers Cuomo is releasing another album full of old unreleased songs. It's up for pre-order on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Alone-II-Recordings-Rivers-Cuomo/dp/B001IBC1GQ"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;. Here's the tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paperface - 1992&lt;br /&gt;2. I've Thrown It All Away - 1993&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't Worry Baby (Beach Boys cover) - 1993&lt;br /&gt;4. The Purification Of Water - 1992&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll Think About You - 1994, a contender for Rivers' 'Homie' record in 1997&lt;br /&gt;6. Walt Disney - 1995&lt;br /&gt;7. Come To My Pod - Songs From The Black Hole&lt;br /&gt;8. Oh Jonas - Songs From The Black Hole&lt;br /&gt;9. Please Remember - Songs From The Black Hole&lt;br /&gt;10. The Prettiest Girl In The Whole Wide World - 1997, contender for The Green Album later on&lt;br /&gt;11. I Want To Take You Home Tonight - 2002&lt;br /&gt;12. I Was Scared - 2003, early contender for Make Believe&lt;br /&gt;13. Bad Girl - 2006, an early version of 'The Angel And The One'&lt;br /&gt;14. My Day Is Coming - 2006&lt;br /&gt;15. I Don't Wanna Let You Go - 2007&lt;br /&gt;16. Softies - 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea he was going to do another one. I mean the last one was alright. I enjoyed it. It was a decent collection. There were only a few songs skip-worthy and those were generally near the end of it. I don't know how I feel about another one.  I'm excited that it has a few more tracks from "Songs from the Black Hole", the unreleased Weezer concept album between Blue and Pinkerton. Other than that, I don't know how excited I can really be. There could be some diamonds in the rough, but that's all I can hope for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-476088096209233316?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/476088096209233316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=476088096209233316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/476088096209233316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/476088096209233316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/alone-ii-home-recordings-of-rivers.html' title='Alone II: The Home Recordings of Rivers Cuomo'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-3131647878273832971</id><published>2008-10-25T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:11:13.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeline Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a243.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/52/l_4dbfb9f08556db4085d3575bb559404a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 500px;" src="http://a243.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/52/l_4dbfb9f08556db4085d3575bb559404a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Madeline Adams is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my girlfriend allowed me one celebrity crush, it would Madeline Adams. Well, maybe Zooey Deschanel, but that's not a debate I want to get into.  Her music is brilliant, and it's not because she has complex arrangements or anything like that.  It's brilliant because of its simplicity.  She can fingerpick some notes and sing a song about grass and make it sound good. Her voice is just so pure. It's hard to place. It has a classic feel, like a singer off an old folk record.  It's clear, light, soft, never intruding, just breezing through your ears.  Her lyrics are also simple but honest. They're  often cute and witty poetry,  with a nice serious edge when she needs them to have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flagpole.com/images/jpgs/2007/01/31/madeline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 288px;" src="http://flagpole.com/images/jpgs/2007/01/31/madeline.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Who needs friends when you can write bad poetry? Talk of when love ends. The hurt sets in. The faithful art of the lonely. I'm just a nobody. I call my own phone. You must be somebody cause I've never seen you alone. I wish you weren't so huggable when I feel like a cactus tree. Who wants to touch the thorns of a hopeless nobody?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The sound of her albums is appropriately folk-ish.  Usually it's just her and her guitar, with lovely vocal harmonies. On other songs, she'll have drums, cowbells, handclaps, and even a kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freaking kazoo! Finally, someone uses one in a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just amazes me how she's still relatively unknown. She's been on 11 national tours, and played with a variety of bands.  She may just desire to stay out of the spotlight with a dedicated following of fans.  Who knows?  I do know that everyone should check her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poetry is all cliche. It talks of flowers, of love, and May. Any beatnik black beret could ruin the day for me. Leave me here alone in my room, feeling genius, feeling blue, and I'll finger pick and I'll watch the rain.  I see romantic comedies. She's so funny. He's quirky. They were so different in the beginning; you would never suspect the ending."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Madeline grew up in Athens, Georgia and began performing her songs at the age of fifteen.  She self-released her first album, Kissing and Dancing (2002), when she was seventeen or eighteen.  It was later re-released by Plan-It-X records. In 2006, she recorded an album with Matthew Houck (Phosphorescent) called The Slow Bang. She is currently working on her next album, White Flag, due out in January 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/madelinesongs"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/madelinesongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ileftthelighton"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/ileftthelighton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1165/627633406_248c4cafbb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1165/627633406_248c4cafbb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-3131647878273832971?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/3131647878273832971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=3131647878273832971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3131647878273832971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/3131647878273832971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/madeline-adams.html' title='Madeline Adams'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-4790488941608464178</id><published>2008-10-24T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:59:28.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound of Animals Fighting: The Ocean and the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.epitaph.com/dispatch/_depot/title/1d9d494b75df310469c4bbc9fa018c5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.epitaph.com/dispatch/_depot/title/1d9d494b75df310469c4bbc9fa018c5e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        I figured I should do my first review on this album, mainly because it'd be tough to tackle. It's going to be a long review, since I'll be talking about each track and the band history. Please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a little background. This is the third album by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Sounds of Animals Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. The band itself is an experimental project so it's no surprise the albums have been as well.  The brain child of Rich Balling, former member of Rx Bandits, the original lineup consisted of members from Rx Bandits, Finch, and Circa Survive.  They used monikers based on animals such as The Skunk, The Nightingale, The Walrus, etc and the group became an outlet for musical ideas outside their respective bands. The first album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Tiger and the Duke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, was a 4 song EP with instrumental interludes between each song. There was a certain mystique surrounding its release due to the members' identities being hidden. It sounded something like America's answer to The Mars Volta, with Anthony Green screaming his heart out. The four songs were great, but the interludes were a bit lame (Though the re-release brought in better interludes). It opened to many positive reviews and many were interested in what came next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Lover, the Lord Has Left Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, was definitely not what everyone was expecting.   It was experimental rock without the rock.  The intricate guitar work was replaced with electronic sounds and buzzes. It's like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;OK, Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to the first album's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kid A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. New animals were brought in for vocal duties, including Keith Goodwin from Days Away, Matthew Kelly from The Autumns,  Craig Owens from Chiodos, a Sanskrit singer, and a German opera singer. Yes, a German opera singer.  This should give you an idea of how weird the album is. The interesting thing about this album was how it was recorded. Each member was given a day to record their contribution to the album. The only one who heard any of the other members' tracks was Rich Balling himself. I found the album to be very interesting. It's not a bad album, but it is hard to listen to.  You have to be in the right mindset. The sounds are so diverse and strange that it's easy to dismiss as shite. It's also so strange that you can't help but let yourself drown in its odd concoction of electronic bleeps, synthesizers, singing, kitchen sounds, recitations of literature,  and experimental nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://new.merchnow.com/images/9062?w=365&amp;amp;h=200&amp;amp;ca=center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 200px;" src="http://new.merchnow.com/images/9062?w=365&amp;amp;h=200&amp;amp;ca=center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this brings us to the third album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ocean and the Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  Where the first album was rock and the second album was experimental, this album seems like a mix of the two.  The lineup was taken down to the base four:  Rich Balling (The Nightingale) on vocals and production,  Matt Embree (The Walrus) on guitar,  Chris Tsagakis (The Lynx) on drums, and Anthony Green (The Skunk) on vocals.   The worst thing I can say about this album is that the mix sucks.   I'm not exaggerating.  The instrument mix is good and all, but the vocal mix is quiet as hell.  So you'll be listening to some blistering guitar work and Anthony Green will be singing (or screaming) something and all you'll hear are mumbles.  I don't know if the copy I have is like that or if all are like that but it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with that out of the way, let's get on with it.  The album opens up with a spoken word introduction which is the poem "In The Desert" by Stephen Crane translated into Farsi. It leads into title track "The Ocean and the Sun", a low key medium tempo track with Anthony Green at the helm. It sounds a lot like something off Lover, the Lord Has Left Us, especially when the electronics make a return near the end. Next up is "I, the Swan" with Rich Balling handling vocal duties.  Something about his voice is soothing to me. I don't know what it is, he just has a deep, warm, calmness about it.  The song is sung at a medium pace, with the words "I, the Swan, am beautiful and phallic" repeated a few times throughout the song. Then the tempo kicks up and the guitar increase until it erupts in full force with Anthony Green's higher pitched voice singing the words. The music only picks up from here, finally ending with a group of children saying a few words rather creepily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLSUBXGZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/02v8wb94OqQ/s1600-h/cap035.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLSUBXGZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/02v8wb94OqQ/s320/cap035.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260998556126700898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another Leather Lung" sees Anthony Green with vocal duties again. His vocals are only okay on this song.  The tempo is back on medium, with the guitar riffs occasionally switching to a minor key and giving it a darker feel.  Just as you feel the song is getting a little monotonous, the song switches into overdrive with the guitars back in their prog rock mode from Tiger and the Duke and Anthony Green screaming his lungs out again.  It doesn't last long though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cellophane" is similar to "Another Leather Lung" in structure, except with Balling on vocals, some trumpet, and Balling doing his best Radiohead voice.  Actually, that's what the song reminds me of. It is Radiohead-ish.  That is until the last part of the song where the crazy,  dynamic, guitar work shows itself again with Green's screams and Matt Embree joining in on singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the song segues directly into "The Heraldic Beak of the Manufacturer's Medallion". This is a beast of a track.  The intense guitar work hinted at throughout the album is put to full force, with Anthony Green singing (not screaming) his way through it.  The song is epic, with Embree's blistering riffs and Tsagakis' fantastic drumming brought to the forefront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLSwhCnUSI/AAAAAAAAABE/bEuez52F2e8/s1600-h/cap032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLSwhCnUSI/AAAAAAAAABE/bEuez52F2e8/s320/cap032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260999045667049762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Uzbeckistan" returns to the Lover, the Lord Has Left Us weirdness with the Farsi singer back. However, there's a bit less electronic in this song, more guitar work, a faster pace, and English. It's still strange, but the music is exciting to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessings Be Yours Mister V" sounds more like a former Rx Bandits track or something.  It has Matt Embree on vocals, and the guitars sound really similar to Rx Bandits' style.  It's a decent enough track, but I could skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the Occasion of Wet Snow" is the album closer. I'm not sure what to say about it. It's a slower paced, atmospheric type song. The vocals have an ethereal quality to them, like wisps of air rolling past. Near the end of the song, everything culminates into a satisfying end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album has a few interludes in it, and another spoken word track at the end (which is just the English version of the intro).  It's not an album for everybody.  I wish there were more tracks like "The Heraldic Beak..." because the teases at the end of some of the other tracks just weren't enough.  I hope another album gets released but Rich Balling has been heard saying this will be the last one.  If you're into progressive rock, or experimental bands, then this is worth checking out.  It's a really hard album to recommend to anybody.  All I can say is that it might be your cup of tea, or it might not be.  It took me a few listens to really appreciate it. At first I thought it was only okay, but now I think higher of it.  I still think the mix is messed up, and that Green's vocals weren't quite as great as they could have been. Still, that could have been due to the mix, but who knows.  Also, only one song on the album was anything like Tiger and the Duke. That fact was just a little disappointing. If you were to ask me how I'd rate it on a scale from 1 to 10, I'd say a so&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lid 7.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thesoundofanimalsfighting"&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thesoundofanimalsfighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="searchMonkey-displayURL"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/whi98"&gt; "The Heraldic Beak of the Manufacturer's Medallion"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLTyADEciI/AAAAAAAAABc/HkTjz72nzvc/s1600-h/cap030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLTyADEciI/AAAAAAAAABc/HkTjz72nzvc/s320/cap030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261000170681954850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLT9YUoh6I/AAAAAAAAABk/dMd-7wchOXo/s1600-h/cap033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLT9YUoh6I/AAAAAAAAABk/dMd-7wchOXo/s320/cap033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261000366176634786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-4790488941608464178?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/4790488941608464178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=4790488941608464178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4790488941608464178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/4790488941608464178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/sound-of-animals-fighting-ocean-and-sun.html' title='The Sound of Animals Fighting: The Ocean and the Sun'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmexblhyLSM/SQLSUBXGZWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/02v8wb94OqQ/s72-c/cap035.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6811840648120165258.post-2759403778575995161</id><published>2008-10-24T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:37:43.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>The test blog. Just posting to see how everything will look on my page in coming days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty much a blog for music and occasionally movies. I'll probably review them or just plain discuss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to a variety of genres and so you'll probably see some oddly paired bands in this blog. I'm not much of a music snob, so don't expect anything really snobbish. If it's pleasing to my ear, then I'll at least have respect for it.  I play an instrument but I probably won't pimp out many things I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get off to a rough start at first but keep reading and it might get better. Anyways, just read and have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6811840648120165258-2759403778575995161?l=winterinreverie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/feeds/2759403778575995161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6811840648120165258&amp;postID=2759403778575995161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/2759403778575995161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6811840648120165258/posts/default/2759403778575995161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winterinreverie.blogspot.com/2008/10/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382454702009747717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
