iMix: Summer 2006

Falling Through the Floor
  1. Did I Step On Your Trumpet/Danielson
  2. A Summer's Night/Jens Lekman
  3. Steady, As She Goes (Acoustic Version)/The Raconteurs
  4. Standing in the Way Of Control/The Gossip
  5. Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn/Hellogoodbye
  6. I Don't Want to Fall In Love/She Wants Revenge
  7. Living in America/The Sounds
  8. Peach, Plum, Pear/Joanna Newsome
  9. Ohio/Cocorosie
  10. The Truth About Cats and Dogs (Is That They Die)/Pony Up!
  11. Cheated Hearts/Yeah Yeah Yeahs
  12. It's Alright/The Picture
  13. Song Song Song/Final Fantasy
  14. I Write Sins Not Tragedies/Panic! At the Disco
  15. Pyrite Pyramid/Pretty Girls Make Graves
  16. Hyperballad/Yeah Yeah Yeahs
  17. Ocean Breathes Salty/Sun Kil Moon
  18. Exodus Damage/John Vanderslice
  19. Calm/Maritime
  20. Cold On Me/Ringside

Standing on the Ceiling

  1. Black Swan/Thom Yorke
  2. Dangerous/Panda & Angel
  3. I Was a Lover/TV on the Radio
  4. Blackout/Lovedrug
  5. Owner of a Lonely Heart/Grizzly Bear
  6. Alone Again Or/Calexico
  7. In My Head/The Ballet
  8. Off With His Cardigan/The Lucksmiths
  9. A Higher Power/Jens Lekman
  10. For Real/Okkervil River
  11. On the Radio/Gary Reynolds & The Brides of Obscurity
  12. Girl and the Sea/The Presets
  13. T-shirt Weather/The Lucksmiths
  14. On a Neck, On a Spit/Grizzly Bear
  15. Insistor/Tapes 'n Tapes
  16. How I Remember/David Bazan

The Giant Squid and the Unicorn

So, Blog here messed up a little and I deleted some posts to set it right. I forgot what they were already so this is basically an update post:

Wednesday 07.19: After work Megs the Unicorn and I ventured to Central Park to see the Upright Citizens Brigade show at Summerstage! We met up with pallies, Ivy and Shannon. We were disappointed the show was not improv but it was a good show of stand-up comedy, nonetheless. Highlights: Paul Sheer and Rob Huebel as the MCs playing Central Park Park Rangers and Aziz Ansari doing his R. Kelly bit. Goodtimes, goodtimes.

Thursday 07.20: I was suppose to go to a work event celebrating people employed 20 years or more. 3 people in my department, my boss being one of them. (Congrats, ya'll). I opted out and went to a screening of the M. Night Shyamalan Lady in the Water flick at the Director's Guild Theater (Thank you, Todd of Beware of the Blog/Beware of the Babylon Podcast for the invitation). My review: Fantastically terrible. Everyone should see this movie to finally know what a fraud M. Night Shyamalan is as a writer. I'll give him props for some of the camera work, but it turned out to be pretty futile in saving the film. A Scanner Darkly still holds as the worst. movie. ever. (at least for this summer).

Strange Currencies

I am exhausted. The summer in NYC is miserable and beautiful. The day is unbearable and hot, so hot. I'll take upper 90s in South Florida over 93 degrees here, anyday.

What sucks for pale people like me and other people not into heat or the sun:


  • It is bright. My eyes cannot take it being so bright. I squint, which we all know causes crow's feet. I need sunglasses.
  • Shade is hard to find. I try to walk on the side of the street that is shaded and not getting direct light.
  • Light surfaces reflect and blind. Concretes, glass, tiles - NYC loves this stuff!
  • Concrete and brick absorbs and emits. After absorbing heat all day long, it lets heat off all night long.
  • I think you could cook in the subway station if left long enough.

Good things about summer in NYC:

  • I don't have to wear a billion layers.
  • The evenings and nights are generally nice to be out in, unless it is humid as all get out.
  • People are out. Tourists are here. You can check people out more readily.

The heat is getting to me. Things are getting to me.

These words...

I saw Ani DiFranco last night at Summer Stage in Central Park. It is the 4th or 5th time I've been to her show. First time I've seen an outdoor performance. She was really good last night. She hit that groove and stayed in it. Played a few favorites: Little Plastic Castle, Evolve, As Is. Played some new ones. Had a nice mix of slow and upbeat. Good times, good times.

In other news: I have a man crush. This doesn't happen very often. Crushes are weird. They galvanize me. They heighten my self-awareness and make me want to be a better person.

I am eating better. I am more conscious about what I put into my body. I groom more. I started to exercise. I am more productive at work.

If only there were always a looming crush in my life.

Worst. Movie. Ever.

Shannon and I went to see A Scanner Darkly after work, yesterday. Terrible, terrible film. When the lights went up and the credits began to roll I was stunned I had just seen an hour and 50 minute anti-drug infomercial along the lines of: This is your brain. This is your brain on Substance D. Any questions?

YES! How did this dumbass movie get funding??

The only redeeming quality of this film is Winona Ryder (and a little Robert Downey Jr. because I have a lways had a thing for him).



Liking only one performance in a film is a little like liking only one chapter from a book. Which book did that for me? The Informers by Bret Easton Ellis. Which chapter? Chapter 8.

But the good thing of liking only one chapter from a book is that you can read only that chapter and skip the rest. I can not watch only Winona and skip Keanu, et al. and the terrible plot.

Watch at your own risk!

Missed Connections Thursday

This is a joint post with Jen and I. She posted hers on her myspace page. Apparently it wasn't good enough for That's What SHE Said! What Jen wrote is in maroon. The rest in black I added.

There is an internet-based phenomenon called the Missed Connection. People post anonymous ads seeking another person who may or may not have noticed you as well. Did that beautiful girl give you eyes as she exited the F train this morning? Missed Connection. Hot go-go boy give you an extra long dance lesson? Missed Connection.

No one knows the success rate of the MC, but as long as people remain timid and insecure, you can bet that the Missed Connection will exist. Occasionally youll come across one that is obviously a joke (i.e. MC with Democrats in the White House), and they make your day by reaffirming the presence of wit in humanity. Some are rants, cries of tormented relationships, or proclamations of love.

My buddy Jen and I had such an epic day yesterday that we decided to jointly post all the connections that wed missed, starting from our individual mornings, continuing when we met up, and concluding in Astoria and Bushwick, respectively. Lame? I think not!

MC with Cute Guys in Astoria, QNS - m4m (Astoria and N/W Trains)

Who knew that there were so many attractive gay men in Astoria? Now, I just need to meet them.

Hey Japanese doughnut dance girl! - wm4w

I know you must be bored out of your mind, stuck at mom and dads job while school is out for summer. The way you jumped around, giggling like mad really made my day. Care to teach me that chocolate-with-sprinkles dance?

Bob Saget - wm4m (E. Village)

Hey hunky middle-aged man with the nice pecs! It was a pleasure bumping into you as you hung out on 5th Street. Did you know you've been a part of our lives since the 80s?

Hot jogger! - wm4m (
Manhattan Greenway track)

We both checked you out as we walked. Nice bod, nice stride, nice dog. You passed us quickly, leaving us to admire the view from the back. And then, the clincher: your dog stopped abruptly and popped a squat, dropping a huge load. I promise we were laughing with you! Let's get a drink? Bring
Fido.

Preppy girl with Maltese - wm4w (by the
Hudson)

Your little white dog found the last blade of wild grass in Manhattan. Refreshing to meet nice strangers once in a while.

You fell off your scooter... - wm4m

...and screamed like a banshee! Geeze, are you a bitch or a man?!

Guy at
Steamers Landing - wm4m

You were sitting at the bar by the window, talking to a friend, spread-eagle! Thanks for the show!

Four stupid girls on line at Mates of State - wm4m (
Battery Park)

First you had the nerve to cut us in line. Then you made us want to puncture our own eardrums with your ridiculous conversations. Mommy must be real proud of her hip indie daughters. Why dont you ask to borrow the American Express and buy a sense of fashion?

Calf tat: "Live free" - wm4w (Castle Clinton)

You have a crest on the back of your right leg. It has two banners across bearing the words "Live free or die" and "with no regrets." Do you need some grammar lessons? Shoot us an email we can help.

You were young and cute. - wm4m

Blond, fit, looked like a party boy. You seemed very interested in the birds we were feeding. The guy on the other end of the leash didnt look that bad, either.

At
Mates of State. - wm4m (Castle Clinton)

What a beautiful day for a show! Were big fans of your bouncy music and lovey-dovey lyrics, even if we cant sing along to every song. If only the stage were a bit higher, we wouldve been able to actually see you. If only the teenyboppers werent in the way. If only...


Cutie at Key Foods Fresh/Newton Avenue - m4m (Astoria)

Tall, dirty blonde hair, plaid shirt. I'll come over and make you dinner.

The Long Island Life

Monday night, Shannon Murphy called me and invited me to her parents' house with her and some other friends for the 4th! I said yes. So, further out on the Island we went...

It was only about a 45-50 minute drive from the City. I've said this before: it is weird how quickly it becomes suburban as you leave the city.

Shannon's parents' house was amazing! and fun! Beer and BBQ (Shannon's mom made me pasta! How amazing is that??!) Kayaking, and golfing in the backyard and fireworks at the marina! It made me miss the 'burbs and my Mom!

I miss you, Mom!

Happy Independence Day, everyone!

Scratch and Sniff

It is a good thing I have Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday off this week. I am starting to feel sick and will probably need bed rest.

Stupid sore throat.

I need a boyfriend to come over and pet my hair and read to me. Heck, I would settle for a boyfriend that would call and ask how I was feeling.

Being sick makes me feel all clingy and needy. Yet, I tend to shut everyone and everything off and hole up in my bedroom only coming out for liquids and something to eat so that I don't die.

Let's hope it doesn't get that bad. But if you are a guy willing to come over and pet my hair and read to me, please apply.

Celebrate Brooklyn!

Okay! So I moved out of Brooklyn. It doesn't mean that I can't enjoy a free concert in Prospect Park.

Last night was TV on the Radio at the Celebrate Brooklyn summer concert series. The opening bands I won't name as they were seriously generic.

TV on the Radio...


What can I say, I love their CDs. They meticulously handcraft layered constructions of music for my listening enjoyment. It is something special at the scale of the compact disc or iPod listened to individually or in a small group. Sadly, those tight, detailed constructions all fell down when presented live and to a grander audience.

Safety first TV...

I'll still deftly acquire their upcoming album: Return to Cookie Mountain.