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29 April 2006 @ 03:01 pm
 
Damn, I feel all behind, not having posted or even checked my flist for a week. I haven't even really been on the wank communities, except to have a bit of a discussion with vanceone over grudgewank and to post this over at fandom_discuss. That's what happens when you choose the week you have final papers due to plunge into the bestest RPG ever and have a complete blast. Well, it's definitely been worth it, and now I am thoroughly addicted--to the RPG, not to the papers. I hate writing academic research papers. I'm damn good at it (although I think the 14-page-paper I wrote in like 6 hours on Thursday is quite teh suck), but I can't stand it. And it's not even that I dislike the topics I choose. But with just a few exceptions, I've completely despised writing academic research papers for as long as I can remember. Ugh, and I have a 20- to 25-pager due this coming week, plus two finals. Sorry, I'm feeling very emo right now. On top of it all, I think I have some sort of stomach flu...which is nothing I can't handle, considering I've been through far, far worse with the wretched intestinal disease I've had for over eleven years...but still. NOT fun. Especially when said stomach flu is likely to trigger the intestinal disease to get worse. At least the semester is nearly over. And the Tylenol I took a little bit earlier seems to have reduced the little bouts of chills I was having.

All right, enough whining. I've always managed to maintain a desperate sense of optimism, even during my worst times in the hospital (I've been hospitalized four times for the condition; it really sucks, although the upside is that you get to watch a lot of daytime TV--yay Maury and the paternity tests..."You are NOT the father!" YAY-UH!), so it's time to focus on happy things.

The first one is that I saw The Strokes in concert on Tuesday, and that was really great. I really love how so-called indie rock has made such a resurgence these days. It's completely refreshing to see groups that play their own instruments and write their own music, you know? I don't know what the world was thinking when it started licking Britney Spears's white-trash ass. Yeah, she was hot as hell in that diamond-y outfit she wore for the "Toxic" video, but she was not a musician. She was, at best, a performance artist and, at worst, a lip-synching, dancing pawn of the "music" industry. It's just so awesome to see a group that digs into its music, that plays the shit out the guitar, as Billie Joe Armstrong might say. I mean, those guys were almost attacking their guitars, and I loved it.

Music is something to throw yourself into. Having been quite self-conscious about performing for much of my life, I can say that there have been very few times I've thrown myself into my music. But those times it has happened for me, it was the most exhilarating feeling ever--yes, even better than sex, because it's transcendantally physical, emotional, and intellectual all at the same time, like flying on so many different planes. If that sounds stupid, I blame it on the Tylenol. It tends to make me slightly high. Anyway, when you get lost in the lyrics or the instrumentation or whatever it is that you're doing, you're not even aware of who or where you are. You're part of something bigger. You're connected to words and sound, to a story you're telling.

So, to my original point, I could tell that The Strokes are the kind of group that's not up there to perform, to get a response from the crowd, to try to win applause. They're there because they love their music, they feel it, and I think it kind of blows their minds that other people feel the same way. The lead singer, Julian Casablancas (yes, he's hot), seems like a really shy guy. He was actually pretty bad at interacting with the crowd; his comments consisted mainly of stuff like "Damn, you guys are fuckin' awesome. Thank you so much. I mean, this is really...you guys are great. Fuck. Thank you. Ummmm...our next song is 'Juicebox,' so...I hope you enjoy it. Yeah." But when he got up to sing, he was completely in control of his voice, of the lyrics, of the whole experience. And his voice is smokin' hot and sultry as hell (although I couldn't hear it that well; it seems that these indoor stadium venues have really shitty acoustics and tend to turn up the instruments so that they kind of drown out the vocals, which really sucks). To me, he's kind of a cross between Chris Isaak and the lead singer of Franz Ferdinand. He's got this sort of croony quality, and his lower range is completely divine. Every single note was spot on (at least, as far as I could hear; as I said, the acoustics were crap), and I think that's saying a lot, because many singers are great recording artists, but not consistent performers. The whole thing just made me so thankful that real rock is making a comeback. I was a huge rap and R&B fan, but now I've tired of it. Alternative and indie are the way to go.

Oh, and there was one shining moment where the lead singer from the opening band, Sean Na Na, came onstage to do one song with The Strokes, and he and Julian Casablancas kind of kneeled down on the floor together and pretended to make out. Yay, live slash! The Sean Na Na guy ain't much to look at, but still, yay live slash!

Last night, I had this strange dream that my family travelled to Edinburgh with me, and we stayed at a (non-existent in RL) hotel that was sort of right beneath the gigantic mountain thing that Edinburgh Castle is built on (which reminds me that I still need to write up my journal from my trip to London and Edinburgh and post my pics--something I'll probably get to next week, when my finals are all over). But my family was all lazy and slow, so all we got to do was get out and look up at the castle, but not anything else. (This is no doubt related to the fact that my travel companions on the UK trip were highly nocturnal, and so we didn't actually do a whole lot during the day, but rather saw much of London and Edinburgh by night!) But it was just as majestic in my dream as it was in real life; pictures, even some of the really good ones I took (and will post), cannot do it justice. I also had this sort of transcendent experience there, but I'll save its writeup for when I post the journal from my trip. Let's just say it involved a much-needed chilling out and Rufus Wainwright (who is always much needed ;) ).

Aside from that...I'm just sitting at Starbucks right now, thinking how nice it'll be when I'm done with school and don't ever have to feel guilty about all the work I'm supposed to be doing that I'm not. It'll be so completely fantastic to go to work (well...), come home, and do whatever the hell I want, which will likely be combinations of LJ, the RPG, reading, writing (fan fic and original fic, most likely), listening to music, teaching myself guitar, playing piano, singing with my little group (which has been temporarily abandoned, since I live in Boston and the other two members live in DC), and watching good TV shows and movies. I've always been good at feeling guilty, and I'm feeling it in spades these days, having shunted my schoolwork off for Harry Potter- and writing-related activities. It's all worth it, absolutely, but...I just hate the guilt.

Anyway, enough babbling. I'm gonna try to get a bit caught up on what's been up with y'alls over the past week, and then I'm going to get cracking on doing something for a new LJ comm I co-started. I'll pimp it in a separate post, although some of you already know about it.

I'll get to schoolwork at some point, I suppose (GUILTGUILTGUILT!). My current excuse is that I'm too loopy from the Tylenol and too generally out of it because of the stomach flu or whatever it is to do anything requiring deep thinking. If there's one thing I'm really good at, it's justification. *shrug*

Oh, PS - My husband was just snarking about the bad hairstyle of this chick who walked into Starbucks a little while ago. She's got very thick bangs (that's "fringe" for you UK Commonwealthers and Frenchies), and he said, "They look pasted on." Is it wrong that all I could think was, "They're pastede on yay!"?!
 
 
Current Location: Starbucks
Current Mood: emo, loopy, chilly, & guilty
 
 
 
The Former Draco Malfoy: metal snake broochalabastardragon on April 30th, 2006 08:59 pm (UTC)
Re: :)
Now all you need is a tube of Mentos. Have you see the Moody Mentos icon? That thing is great. - yes, I saw that a while ago.. its great!

It's weird, because you can be the most confident person ever (I often think I'm confident to the point of narcissism) and still have this horrible self-doubt about whether you can do something right... - I know as thats how I come across to people who dont know Me.. esp when in media situations. I can do a radio or tv interview and not give a rats arse, but put Me in a situation of thinking Ive fucked up with someone I love and Im a wreck!

Miss Sophia: Draco - Teh Apathymiss_sophia on April 30th, 2006 10:22 pm (UTC)
Re: :)
(Ooh, I just noticed you had changed the :( into a :). That is very :). )

I know as thats how I come across to people who dont know Me.. esp when in media situations. I can do a radio or tv interview and not give a rats arse, but put Me in a situation of thinking Ive fucked up with someone I love and Im a wreck!

It's kind of a show-must-go-on thing, huh? And media things (what were/are you again--a model, was it?) aren't personal, so you probably don't have as much of a real stake in them. But yeah, when it comes to real-life stuff with the people you care about, of course you'd take them much more seriously.

I tend to have trouble starting things, like the paper I have due tomorrow. Once I get started, I'm fine, but the buildup to starting just sucks, because I think I sort of subconsciously worry that I won't do a good job on it. And then I'm scared to start in the first place--it just seems like a huge task. I also prefer oral presentation stuff to written things. Fanfic--that's another story. I like writing. I just don't like @#$%$%$ing school papers, even when I like the topic. Thank goodness I'm almost done with school.
The Former Draco Malfoy: Me close up by dobsteralabastardragon on April 30th, 2006 10:36 pm (UTC)
Re: :)
(Ooh, I just noticed you had changed the :( into a :). That is very :). ) - heehee.. yes I did.

And media things (what were/are you again--a model, was it?) - I have done some modelling yes but I suppose I was what is classed as a 'real vampyre' a few years ago and thats why I did all the media stuff and how I got My coffin and the hearse I no longer have. Ill tell you about it when Wwe meet if youre interested..

Go and do your paper like a good girl granger!! Wouldnt do for you not to hand it in would it.. V bad for the swotty street cred! *laughs* I know what you mean about starting things too. I'm like that and I prefer oral stuff to written too but I do like to RP as youve realised.
Miss Sophia: Weasley is Our King (iconseeyou)miss_sophia on April 30th, 2006 11:08 pm (UTC)
Re: :)
Wow, never heard of the real vampyre thing, but it sounds interesting. I do recall seeing a pic of your coffin, though. Are you bringing it with you to the States? Definitely do tell me more when we meet. :)

Ugh, I don't want to do the paper. *whine whine whine* Sooooo unmotivated...especially since the prof is apparently flexible about the due date. That's always a bad idea for people like me. If you don't give us a steady deadline, we never get anything done. I need a good fire under my ass to get me moving on this kind of stuff.
The Former Draco Malfoy: purebloodalabastardragon on April 30th, 2006 11:10 pm (UTC)
Re: :)
Wow, never heard of the real vampyre thing, but it sounds interesting. I do recall seeing a pic of your coffin, though. Are you bringing it with you to the States? Definitely do tell me more when we meet. :) - I dont know if Ill end up bringing the coffin or not as I still have My stuff to ship over and the coffin alone would cost $400 to get there!! :/ Ill tell you about the vampyre thing when Wwe meet. :)