I just can’t get enough!

Wolf Parade.
Apologies to the Queen is without a doubt one of my top twenty favorites of all time. I am pretty positive my feelings for this album are not fleeting.
This album is indie-licious.
They are Canadian, as are a lot of other great bands, The Coast, Neko Case, Fiest, The Broken Social Scene, The New Porographers just to name a few.
Thank goodiness for Canadian Musicians, I heart you guys and gals.

Ode to Sandwiches

I love you my little tasty sandwich,
On wheat, on white, on rye,
I love you more then pumpkin pie,
I love you with mustard, with Dijon,
With lots of veggies or with almost nothing on,
I love you with buttered peanut and assorted jellies,
With Turkey, Tuna, and Tomatoes,
Dear my lovely sandwich, I love you anyway you are!

That is all.
Song of the Day: OK Go: A Good Idea At The Time.

Munday or Monday?

Last night me and the hommies were supposed to go to the Isotopes game. We were all looking forward to stuffing our faces with 50 cent hotdogs and chilling out on the grass enjoying America’s great pastime. Well that is not exactly what happened. At about 6:45 we decided that it was far to damp to venture out. That is right too damp in the desert, I love it! So we decided to have a hotdog party at T-N-T’s. We went to the store and bought all the goods as well as a bottle of Parrot Bay. When we (Meg and myself) returned to the pad Sheri and Lauren were there. Sheri was showing us her new “toy”, her brand spanking new breathalyzer. Sean D, Phil, Cecily, and Bender also showed up each one of them carrying with them a fifth or handle of spirits. Being the alcoholics that we are we decided to invent a new.

The game was who can blow the highest in the breathalyzer. Clever, right? I blew a .05 after my first drink which was a Diet DP with a shot of Jameson. Holy Cow! Everyone, including super tiny Lauren was only .03 after their first drink. I can’t really remember the exact numbers but I know that everyone made it to a little above .20 or higher. It was quite a silly night filled with hotdogs, shots and hilarity. This morning everyone puffed to see who was still holding onto their booze and apparently I was. I blew a .09 after 7 hours of sleep. I think I have a slow metabolism or something. T-N-T were both at .03 and Sheri and Lauren were both at 0.

Surprisingly, I was highly functional today. I finished my presentation that I have to give tomorrow, ran errands with Meg, and cooked another tasty meal for dinner. Overall not a bad day for waking up over the legal limit.
Song of the Day: Jason Collett: Hangover Days

Drunk Crows and Stalking Foxiness

So I am currently obsessed with the song Catch Me Up by Gomez. I am not sure if it is the groovable musical styling’s (guitar, bass, keyboards), Ben Ottewell’s incredibly unique sexy voice, or if it is the hopelessly romantic lyrics.

What could be cuter then “I am but a fool for you, that's right”? Not a whole heck of a lot except possibly “You know I want to please you”. Shoot me over the moon!

This man’s voice is incredible, their musicianship is incredible, and their lyrics are incredible!

…Now on to the creativeness of the music video.

Not really too much of a love song is it? Or is it?

I really like how the song and the video disconnect. It is not a true disconnect in the sense that the Little Crow guy is pining after the Fox and the Fox is in return chasing him around so there is a bit of the cat and mouse, crushing, lovie dovie thing going on in there, which does make it somewhat of a love song video. But she eats him alive in the end! IS that what lust is all about? Is that what love songs are all about? Is that what love song videos are all about? Does it always eat you alive?

Deliberate on this: Does love eat you alive? That was my very first reaction upon viewing this cute cartoon. Is that the message that those UK boys were conveying? For some reason I think that is a lot more to it then that, at this point I am not ready to answer these obscure questions. I need to mull this one over for a while.

Moral of the Story and Tip of the Day: If you are a little crow guy and she is a sexy fox watch out, she might just eat you alive. Proceed with caution.