Sup, life? I am a: six foot tall asian girl, 22 and schooling, majoring in ponies(really). I also do some music stuff and I am a sucker for hooks, catchy things, pretty packaging, and tasteful pop culture and pop sub-culture.
hearts and <3s
So we take a trip around the moon
Aren't we happy? me and you.
We collapse the solar system.
We collapse gravity's system.
Every time you come to me
I ask you if you are happy.
except i say it in my
And I freak out at you instead.
I REALLY wish I was in Hong Kong right now…
to celebrate the 2008 Olympic Equestrian events
first of all its the Olympics
second of all its the Olympics in China
third of all THE EQUESTRIAN EVENTS ARE BEING HELD IN HONG KONG!
AT SHA TIN STADIUM, IN HONG KONG!
ah well popfest will definitely be a delicious alternative.
WIsh me luck that I get the screen in on time.
“People don’t dance in Athens, Georgia”
But they go to shows!
Finally an update. A long one at that. Unfortunately even though I vowed to take my camera to more places, I left mine in the hometown. So no visual updates, sorry.
So what’s going on with everybody’s summer?
Mine has been ideal. No really. I’ve spent the last couple months detoxing in the beautiful town of Athens.
What have I been doing?
Well, I opted to take the last 3 credits of my undergraduate career in “Practical Work Experience” with a lovely small label called Happy Happy Birthday to Me Records. The boss of the operation is Mike Turner and I can happily say my experience with him has been more than enjoyable. I spend most of my days peeking out from a corner of Wuxtry Records, helping Mike keep updated with mail orders, press, running odd errands, but mostly hanging out and enjoying what I have coined as “Record Store Employee Banter”
person: Well I think Wilco is great.
employee: Oh, you mean The Eagles?…
employee: check out my new blog layout, do you like it?
intern: black on black on black?
intern: Clinic AGAIN? You already played it twice today..
employee: Well I could put on the Ting Tings, we all know how much you like Ting Tings.
employee: :mocking intern: sigh, shrug: “whatever”
owner: walks upstairs to comic book section of the store, yells “hey pipe down nerds! you’re having too much fun”
intern: why did you leave me alone in the store with ADD vinylfest boy 2008
employee: i know. i didn’t actually have to pee. (he didn’t say this out loud, but he should have)
intern: do you think Mike was serious when he said no staff drinks at the venue?
other intern: :(
Other than this I’ve been making friends, and being an introvert. Trying not think too hard about my future, and how much I’d like to live here. I think this is a serious possibility for me in the future, but I have a lot of loose ends to tie up. They weren’t kidding when they told me that most people who spend more than a couple weeks in Athens wind up staying.
But summer is nearing its end, and fall is rearing its pretty face and ugly soul.
Why you gotta be such a party killer Fall?
In less than two weeks I will be rejoining the herd in good old Gainesville. Just in time to join the freaked out freshman and throngs of frat boys who will be timing their arrival to coincide with mine. I just need to find a job before they do.
But seriously, people don’t dance in Athens.
and I’m okay with that.
Pop Mayhem 2008
Since I haven’t posted in quite a while, I figure now is as good an opportunity as any to do so.
So does everybody else smell the Pop Fests in the air? Because in the past few years it seems that one has sprung up in every crevice of North America. From the most well- known: Athens Pop Fest, to NYC Pop Fest, New England, San Francisco, Ohio, Montreal and probably many more that I am ignorant of. Generally speaking, these festivals host a myriad of acts that range from lo-fi to twee, noise-pop to…not really pop at all. But they all share one common sentiment: camaraderie. Well, I’m basing this on a more regional opinion, but this is what I see; Everybody is friends, wants to meet new friends, everybody loves music, and everybody loves people who love music at these festivals. It used to be that us kids stuck in the giant appendage of the States known as Florida would have to travel many hours to the nearest Pop Fest in Athens.
Well now Florida has a Pop Fest of its very own. Yes, and it is right here 15 minutes from my home in Gainesville, FL. Pop Mayhem 2008 was hosted at Common Grounds and the Kickstand, May 7th-10th and showcased regional and national acts such as Boyracer, Brittle Stars, The Cannanes, Human Television, and Holopaw.
Very personal opinion here, best music to come to our modest college town in quite a while, hands down.
Shame on those of you Gainesvillians who bypassed this amazing resource for music. Better pray it comes again next year.
I feel privileged and honored to have been able to participate in the festival both as a playing act (Oh Sanders), and as a spectator at the remaining shows.
Saw a ton of great music, made some new friends and retained some awesome memories. I would have tolerated nothing less.
Here were some of my fav:
1. Playing with and partying with our new SRQ-T friends Saint Sweetheart, and longtime fun-loving pals Oh Fortuna.
2. Awkward pop-dancing the night away
3. No mishaps with our first time drum track sequencing!
4. Getting teary-eyed during the Brittle Stars set
5. Five Star cheese pizza every night
6. The Kickstand affectionately referred to as our little warehouse oven
7. Seeing the same loyal pop kids at every show
8. Always having someone to talk to even though I’m shy
9. Bounce Nana Grizol, bounce! Ahh no wait watch out for the amp! No way, your LP is really 10 dollars? I have to buy it right now.
10. THE BUDDY SYSTEM RULES!: having to remind myself to keep my jaw from hanging open and my head exploding from cute factor
11.Having to constantly stem the tidal wave of cute.
12. Did I mention there were a lot of cute things?
Good times, great times.
PS I am trying to make it out to NYC Pop Fest in June, Who’s in?
…changes her name as she sees fit. But she’s kind of stuck with this one now. Had she known she would have to see that engraved on an oscar everyday for the rest of her life, perhaps she would have reconsidered that choice.
Straight from the horse’s mouth. Last tuesday I got the opportunity to see the queen of snark in person (although she claims to have lightened up on the witty rejoinders when she realized it sucks to be snarked back to). Diablo commented on everything from the year she spent stripping, and the book she wrote about her experiences, to Ellen Page, and to some of her upcoming projects. One of which, is a horror flick involving a cannibalistic cheerleader. Despite her earlier comment on toning down the sarcasm, I found the hour spent in auditorium seating(they never have enough legroom) to be stimulating and highly enjoyable. Every question asked of her was responded to in a charismatic, cute, and somewhat patronizing manner. My favorite part of the discussion was when she described how she often finds inspiration for her writing by watching and eavesdropping in on people’s conversations. I PEOPLE WATCH OBSESSIVELY TOO DIABLO!
also she wore white shoes with black cat heads on them (weird)
and no, nobody in the audience asked her if Ellen Page was a lesbian.
p.s. in case you didn’t know, or haven’t figured it out yet, Diablo Cody is the screenwriter for Juno, you know…she got an oscar for it?
Put your nose to the floor…
Walk in May
Take the initiative, accept that HHBTM internship, SUCK IT UP and move to Athens for two months. Come on, It’ll be fun.
The rest of your life.
P.S. Finish the paper. It’s not that hard.
A pony made just for you…
Now don’t get all indignant on me, I use the term pony in a connotative sense. There are none of the diminutive species at this particular farm. But I first heard about LaCense Ranch through a course I was taking last semester in equine nutrition. A part of me wants to think this is a total scam preying on yuppie multi-millionaires whose housewives watched the Horse Whisperer one too many times. But here, the romantic in me has squashed the skeptic into the floorboards. I WANT. Yes, I want a baby horse that was handpicked just for me, through careful analysis of our personalities, my horsey soulmate. I WANT to fly out to Montana and spend 2 weeks in the wilderness for special bonding time, Black Stallion-style. I want to live it up on a cattle ranch and play cowboys and indians. and most of all,
Mommy I want a pony for Christmas please.
No, not just any pony, send me to La Cense! This is Eharmony.com for pony geeks like me.
Ugh, their delicious marketing has wreaked its magic on me…
But it ain’t cheap.
Now, where am I going to get my hands on twenty grand?
Viceland is the center of your universe..
Okay, so not really
and Vice is “so 2 years ago” why should I even bring it up? Because it has forced its way back into my life with a vengeance. For as long as I’ve been aware of the publication, I have been torn between its overt trashiness, and the occasional gem of journalistic excellence. With the introduction of video to its web content I found myself looking at the Vice Guide to North Korea which is a 14 part film documentary portraying one Vice writer’s journey into the communist reign of Kim Jong Il. But you’re going to have to check it out for yourself. If you are low on time, I highly recommend watching episode 13 entitled “Arirang”, it is truly mind-blowing visual explosion.
But enough serious talk. I’m here to discuss a lighter topic: Vice’s DOs and DON’Ts. It’s a daily web commentary on urban faux pas and trends built up from the perspective of painfully quirky and caustic boy, with that same taste in girls.
I love it. I’m addicted. I fully admit this, and we all know I am a pop culture slut. Especially if it involves a beautiful range of tongue-in-cheek to highly corrosive mockery of pop aesthetic. Ugh, you love it too, embrace your trashy media side.
Here are a few of my favorites: