<?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-7171179158879652446</id><updated>2012-01-26T23:27:07.727-05:00</updated><category term='artist'/><category term='video'/><category term='movie'/><category term='concert'/><category term='music'/><category term='tv'/><category term='dance'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>i wake up late</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-7369062797605594284</id><published>2009-09-07T14:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:58:42.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Home is wherever there is you..."</title><content type='html'>I just felt like putting up the Edward Sharpe &amp; the Magnetic Zeros performance from the other night when they paid a visit to David Letterman's show. Dynamic, cult-like, and energetic - I find that larger piece bands usually have interesting hair and a front man with a Jesus-like persona. Everyone's been posting the video on the interwebs, and so I thought to join in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if anyone has the live mp3 of this performance, shoot me an email, as I'd love to have it. It's much better than the album version. I especially appreciate the minor chorus change in the live version to "Home - you are me and I am you" and how smiley the entire band is, to the point where I was mildly creeped out but very intrigued. I applaud the musical genre change up from a former member of Ima Robot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUBQk_pn_js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=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/VUBQk_pn_js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/7171179158879652446-7369062797605594284?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7369062797605594284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7369062797605594284' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7369062797605594284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7369062797605594284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-is-wherever-there-is-you.html' title='&quot;Home is wherever there is you...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-4208599084999625931</id><published>2009-03-27T02:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:08:26.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"I'm known for runnin' my mouth, I will not be accountable for what comes out..."</title><content type='html'>NASA featuring Kanye West, Santigold, and Lykke Li - Gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:359396" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26vid%3D359396%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A359396%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A359396" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/nasa__us_/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;N.A.S.A.&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the production, and Lykke Li's small but ethereal contribution. However, I must say that I feel Santigold really shines on this track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I miss calling her Santogold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4208599084999625931?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4208599084999625931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4208599084999625931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4208599084999625931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4208599084999625931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-known-for-runnin-my-mouth-i-will-not.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m known for runnin&apos; my mouth, I will not be accountable for what comes out...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8799218067641434739</id><published>2009-03-20T17:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:17:31.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Seven days in hell..."</title><content type='html'>Here's how I feel about P.Wolf's new video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=54218559"&gt;Patrick Wolf - Vulture&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=54218559,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=54218559,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;I have not read/researched anything much about Patrick Wolf's "Battle" in an effort to hear it feverishly and without bias when it comes out. I did the same with U2's No Line on the Horizon, Yeah Yeah Yeah's It's Blitz, and Metric's Fantasies. I got the lead single off each, but that was it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing much, this is what the video throws at me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I like P.Wolf's hair. Not the long Legolas/Thor thing he has going on, but the mad scientist/Egon from the Real Ghostbusters cartoon/Agyness Deyn diva do that's intercut with him sprawling out in bondage gear with normalized hair. The normal floppy hair adds to the sense of vulnerability. The awesome up-wave adds to the sense of drama. I'm feeling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Egon, btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoon-secrets.com/Photos/real-ghostbusters-cartoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The licking of lips and camp gestures makes me worry for the current incarnation of Patrick Wolf's stage persona. I miss Wind in the Wires Patrick, or Lycanthropy Patrick where the sense of dark romanticism was there, and the drama, but not the overt staging of it. The focus felt more on the music than the thematic display in order to make a good viewing for audience members and people who are more visually entertained. Really, people will understand the music without contextualizing it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) From what little I have heard, Battle has some LA influence in it from his time there. That's pretty obvious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I don't know what others drew from the video, but the dominance issue didn't appear ultimately sexual to me, but rather a conflict of personality. I felt like Patrick Wolf was postulating that the man being pushed down and subjugated in some form or another was his real self. The daily P.Wolf that none of us know (unless you legit know the guy), and right now, the rest, the flashes of dramatic shine and flash that we see are what we're going to get and who is currently reigning supreme. I feel like there's a reason why there's a vulture cape and a disco-y dare devilish suit - these are heightened sense of vicarious authority figures - mythic gods and heroes and glam rock or adrenaline fueled thrillseekers. But to me, the person who felt the most authentic was strapped down in the dog collar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else? Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8799218067641434739?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8799218067641434739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8799218067641434739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8799218067641434739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8799218067641434739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2009/03/seven-days-in-hell.html' title='&quot;Seven days in hell...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-486947150577847042</id><published>2009-03-11T01:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:33:18.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><title type='text'>"Makes me feel like a madman on the run..."</title><content type='html'>Links to what I cannot embed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6umgDvuIhIk"&gt; Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Zero video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came out two days ago, so if you haven't seen it, do so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy this new direction that they've taken. Yes, it's softer. Yes, it's more 80's-ish, but hey, I love the 80s. And wow their drummer lost a bunch of weight. I'll have what he's having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilovemetric.com/store/"&gt;Metric - Pre-Order &lt;i&gt;Fantasies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Metric album is dropping soon. They've had it announced for quite a bit, so again, if you haven't taken advantage of digital downloads, or getting the limited fan edition, might as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my life goals came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Bono. The musical love of my life. He signed my "All I Want is You" record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3306/3332231540_3c9844e127.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3306/3332231540_3c9844e127.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote "Yum..." underneath his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like the fangirl that I am, took the time to draft a heartfelt letter to the band, and he took it from me gladly, for which I am very grateful. He actually took the highly decorated Indian envelope from me and looked at it and began to sign it and I gasped "No no, this is for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he looked up and smiled and said, "Oh, this is for me? Like a gift?" And I said yes, and he said thank you, and put it into his pocket and said he'd read it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he did. It kind of rocked, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo I uploaded makes him look old, but I figured it'll be there for all the haters, or all those who aspire to greatness as a reminder that everyone is human and we all have our flaws despite years of rocking, tons of money, and excessive fame. So, to my fellow poor college grads, at least we're young and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to make it a point to post more, because I still love discussing music as much as ever. Life has kept me a bit busy, but hang in there, folks. In a few months, I Wake Up Late will be back in full swing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-486947150577847042?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/486947150577847042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=486947150577847042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/486947150577847042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/486947150577847042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2009/03/makes-me-feel-like-madman-on-run.html' title='&quot;Makes me feel like a madman on the run...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-432625052258627938</id><published>2008-12-01T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:36:03.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Can you really die from a broken heart? Is it true?"</title><content type='html'>I was just emailed about this band and I like what they stand for, so I figured I'd post about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudely Interrupted is a 6-piece band from Australia. They create your standard and straightforward energetic rock. It's got a great groove to it. What sets them apart from most other touring acts out there right now is the stunning and admirable amount of strength and courage within the band itself. 5 out of the 6 band members have some form of disability, ranging from blindness and deafness to Asperger's, Autism, and Down Syndrome. I must stress to you that they are far from a novelty act, their material is original and their vocalist Rory had the following to say about the band's mission:"“We want to show the world what we can do given the opportunity. We write our own music about our own experiences. We use our weaknesses as our strengths."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, they played the United Nations, being the first and only indie rock band to be invited to play.  On Wednesday and Saturday, they are playing at Public Assembly in Brooklyn, and Fontana's in Manhattan, respectively. Go check them out and give these peeps, who have played alongside Feist and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, some support. Also, if you feel like checking out their tunage, I highly suggest "Don't Break My Heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rudelyinterrupted.com/images/Capture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.rudelyinterrupted.com/images/Capture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudely Interrupted - &lt;a href="http://www.rudelyinterrupted.com/audio/Green%20Lights.mp3"&gt;Green Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudely Interrupted - Don't Break My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1EcHBVxN4Ks&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/1EcHBVxN4Ks&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/7171179158879652446-432625052258627938?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/432625052258627938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=432625052258627938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/432625052258627938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/432625052258627938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-really-die-from-broken-heart-is.html' title='&quot;Can you really die from a broken heart? Is it true?&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3739392700392921090</id><published>2008-10-26T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:21:04.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Sit tight I know what you are, mad bright but you aint no star..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Me, I'm a Creator&lt;br /&gt;Thrill is to make it up&lt;br /&gt;The rules I break got me a place&lt;br /&gt;Up on the radar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, I've been gone for a long while. I tried to make posts and keep updated and shizzle, but I was too busy being a global adventurer and it just wasn't working out. Now that I'm back from overseas, I'm going to try to post some tracks once in a while in between working, working out, studying, hanging out with friends, spending time with family, and hitting up tons of concerts/doing other fun stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has really inspired today's entry, so I figured I'd put up a modern classic - Santogold. Everyone has her music, I assume, and I'm by no means being cutting edge, but I felt like hearing Creator, and this is my blog so I can do what I want ;) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i151/Portarock/Santogold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i151/Portarock/Santogold.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santogold - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/5/23/1926234/05%20Creator.mp3"&gt;Creator&lt;/a&gt; from the self-titled album &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0014DC046?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B0014DC046"&gt;Santogold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0014DC046" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And just for fun, here's a random video from The Kills because I was totally surprised when their song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6wUPCqwWI8"&gt;Cheap and Cheerful &lt;/a&gt;was featured on the recent "Lucky Thirteen" episode of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412142/"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt;. They really need to get rid of Thirteen and have more Chase and Cameron screentime, darnit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kills - Last Day of Magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JkEwk7wZVV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JkEwk7wZVV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/7171179158879652446-3739392700392921090?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3739392700392921090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3739392700392921090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3739392700392921090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3739392700392921090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/10/sit-tight-i-know-what-you-are-mad.html' title='&quot;Sit tight I know what you are, mad bright but you aint no star...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1718967197777763626</id><published>2008-10-16T01:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:41:39.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies!</title><content type='html'>If I have any readers left, I give my deep apologies for my 4 months of absence. I was overseas and returned last month and promise to come back with more musical tracks soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check back soon, I Wake Up Late will be returning to the bloggy public again shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-1718967197777763626?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1718967197777763626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1718967197777763626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1718967197777763626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1718967197777763626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/10/apologies.html' title='Apologies!'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-707452957406395314</id><published>2008-06-07T02:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:20:49.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Don't make me think before I speak..."</title><content type='html'>Wade Robson, you magnificent twisted bastard. This is the sickest performance I've seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnhQgaAJBAM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnhQgaAJBAM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that he chose for the piece is called "Hi" by the band &lt;a href="http://www.psapp.net/"&gt;Psapp&lt;/a&gt;.I particularly enjoy the closing lines of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I know how you see me&lt;br /&gt;Although it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You're probably right&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itsyoursound.nl/content/Psapp-promotional.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.itsyoursound.nl/content/Psapp-promotional.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psapp - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/5/23/1926234/01%20Hi.mp3"&gt;Hi&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FOnly-Thing-I-Ever-Wanted%2Fdp%2FB000FFJ8EO%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1212818871%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Only Thing I Ever Wanted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those Grey's Anatomy fans out there, apparently Psapp does the title theme to the show. I wouldn't know as I don't watch it. My medical show preference belongs to Scrubs, but hey, you guys had a one up on me for this one. I wish I'd known about Psapp prior to this very moment. In researching a teeny bit about the duo, Psapp, I discovered that they are part of a genre known as "toytronica" in which all the elements that comprise the music consist of toys and toy instruments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-707452957406395314?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/707452957406395314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=707452957406395314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/707452957406395314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/707452957406395314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-make-me-think-before-i-speak.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t make me think before I speak...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8444883171666303740</id><published>2008-06-05T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:33:47.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"Please could you stop the noise I'm trying to get some rest..."</title><content type='html'>If someone were to ask me what one summer concert I would want to go to, I would say Glastonbury without a second thought. The line up features an immense number of artists from a wide variety of musical genres. In fact, &lt;a href="http://www.glastonburyfestivals.co.uk/uploadedFiles/Performance/GlastoLineUplast.pdf"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; pdf poster of the full lineup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at some of the previous live performances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead - Paranoid Android&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIklhgI-m2s&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIklhgI-m2s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Fix You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQT_e_lHIrU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQT_e_lHIrU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party - Helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHEk1Y5Jwjk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHEk1Y5Jwjk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I cannot make it to Glastonbury this year, yet again. But for those of you who do have a chance to go, let me know how it is. And for all you UK readers out there who don't yet have tickets, not to worry! Not only are tickets still available but there are contest tickets that can be won, including that of the Spot the Bull contest below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://video.unrulymedia.com/wildfire_2765144.js?vn=sCFeR-1211906700279"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8444883171666303740?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8444883171666303740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8444883171666303740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8444883171666303740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8444883171666303740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-could-you-stop-noise-im-trying.html' title='&quot;Please could you stop the noise I&apos;m trying to get some rest...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1983081600708772731</id><published>2008-06-05T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:22:28.459-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"In your truth, you buried mine..."</title><content type='html'>So You Think You Can Dance post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milwaukee produced the most number of dancers that I really found myself connecting with thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kourtni Lind, Evan Kasprzak (the kid who did the Gene Kelly number), and Cooper Zamorano - the Travis Wall duplicate. Although in previous episodes, I found myself really enjoying Thayne Jasperson as well (I suppose these names show that my allegiance this year seems to be with jazz and contemporary dancers). I hope at least those four make it to the top 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality and fluidity were paramount to me, as well as the precision in the execution of movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a great season, but thus far, I haven't really been invested in the contestants yet. In previous seasons, I found myself rooting for Donyelle, Benji, Travis, Danny, Lacey, Neil, Nick, etc from the moment they auditioned. I guess you could say that I'm rooting for the above people, and that they're excellent, but in previous years, the aforementioned list of dancers just had that extra something that made them standout from the getgo and you knew they'd be in it til the end. Also, in previous years I've been able to pick the top 2-4 from the first audition day, and I don't see that skill continuing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Wall makes a pretty (albeit somewhat agressive!) girl, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the song Kourtni danced to last night was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/18/anidifranco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/18/anidifranco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani DiFranco - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/5/23/1926234/08%20Parameters.mp3"&gt;Parameters&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FKnuckle-Down-Ani-DiFranco%2Fdp%2FB0006SSQGG%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1212691927%26sr%3D8-12&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Knuckle Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And here's a clip of one of my Top 20 hopefuls - Cooper Zamorano, dancing to a song by Craig Lyons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=8582509"&gt;Craig Lyons&lt;/a&gt; will be an artist to watch. 3 of his songs have found their way into contemporary auditions, and even one partnered dance. He is a singer-songwriter with a guitar focus. The sound is passionate, and slow, but not heavy like Ray LaMontagne's, or softly restrained like Damien Rice. I'd say maybe he's comparable to Matt Nathanson, but Craig Lyon's voice is more well defined and doesn't have that Jason Mrazzy upswing that Nathanson usually does with some of his words and choruses. Obviously, I've been trying to fit Craig Lyons in to some sort of category, and with some sort of name, but labels don't matter. What it comes down to is that he's good. And you should listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.craiglyons.net/"&gt;Craig Lyons&lt;/a&gt; - In Your Eyes - danced by Cooper Zamorano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrgIJfJfB-A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrgIJfJfB-A&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" 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/7171179158879652446-1983081600708772731?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1983081600708772731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1983081600708772731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1983081600708772731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1983081600708772731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-your-truth-you-buried-mine.html' title='&quot;In your truth, you buried mine...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3469576402133494318</id><published>2008-05-30T17:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:41:07.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"That girl wanna give it up, watch her..."</title><content type='html'>This past week was chock full of So You Think You Can Dance as both days the program aired 2 hour double episodes. The standout performance for me this past week was that of identical twin brothers, Anthony and Antwain Hart. When Anthony didn't make it due to a performance that underestimated the judge's needs, Antwain went on to deliver an excellent routine and then highlighted his twin's skills during the question period.  He even said that he thought his brother was the stronger, cleaner dancer and should be there instead of him. When Nigel asked them to dance together just to see what they were capable of, they really shined, and both later made it to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very sentimental moment, but not overly cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They danced their duo routine to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z116/dj_gfx/twista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z116/dj_gfx/twista.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twista feat. Pharrell - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/5/23/1926234/Twista%20Feat.%20Pharrell%20-%20Give%20It%20Up.mp3"&gt; Give it Up&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAdrenaline-Rush-2007-Twista%2Fdp%2FB000SAAPF2%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1212183342%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Adrenaline Rush 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And here's Twista's candy colorful video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiANAawjpCM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiANAawjpCM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-3469576402133494318?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3469576402133494318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3469576402133494318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3469576402133494318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3469576402133494318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-girl-wanna-give-it-up-watch-her.html' title='&quot;That girl wanna give it up, watch her...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5483230062008694721</id><published>2008-05-23T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:33:08.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"You're a breath of fresh air to me..."</title><content type='html'>Because I love So You Think You Can Dance so much, every week I'm going to try and put up a song I enjoy that was featured in that week's episode. So You Think You Can Dance makes some great (and some not so great) musical choices, but best of all, reminds me of songs that I've liked in the past and had forgotten about or highlights new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she didn't really stand out to me this opening week, someone did audition to The Time is Now by Moloko (aka Roisin Murphy), and I personally think that is an excellent song to use to make a danceable first impression. It transcends the boundaries of pop and has a jazzier funkier twist than most, in addition to having the strange Roisin Murphy influence that is always present. That girl wound up getting a ticket to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.t-ids.de/Zeitungsartikel/Moloko/Moloko_1__IdS_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://www.t-ids.de/Zeitungsartikel/Moloko/Moloko_1__IdS_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moloko - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/5/23/1926234/The%20Time%20Is%20Now.mp3"&gt;The Time is Now&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FThings-Make-Do-Moloko%2Fdp%2FB00004RIV4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1211569177%26sr%3D8-3&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Things to Make and Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another fun song that is featured as part of montages on So You Think You Can Dance is Sonny J's Can't Stop Moving. I think this represents the show quite well in atmosphere, energy, and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Y8XpFtLbk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Y8XpFtLbk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-5483230062008694721?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5483230062008694721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5483230062008694721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5483230062008694721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5483230062008694721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/youre-breath-of-fresh-air-to-me.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re a breath of fresh air to me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-9133356272368753557</id><published>2008-05-21T02:46:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:50:37.277-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"I'll miss you more than anyone in my life..."</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Bruce and Nick! These two friends of mine have just moved into their first Manhattan apartment. It should be a fantastic time for them - of settling in, and exploration, and living in and loving a city so grand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're only 5 blocks away from another friend. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes... okay, more often than I would like to admit, when I am in the city, I cannot wait to leave. Though so much time has passed, (and in alternate meaning than the original intent), I must cite that familiarity breeds contempt. I've shifted my hangouts to a more downtown feel, and while I do adore my friends, it is not so secretly hard to be in some of the same places as not so long ago. To even have a frame of reference. So much so that if right at this moment, I'd gotten into Cornell, NYU, and UMDNJ for medical school, I'd most likely pick UMDNJ and just be done with the whole idea of everything across the river. And I still might regardless of the hypothetical scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? At times, the ghost of another life haunts me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk - Around the World. This was playing during our Scrabble fun and always reminds me of the classic and brilliant MTV show, Daria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0HSD_i2DvA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0HSD_i2DvA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another good Daft Punk song - Something About Us. This one is lyrically sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJhK9DQq4E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJhK9DQq4E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-9133356272368753557?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/9133356272368753557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=9133356272368753557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/9133356272368753557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/9133356272368753557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/around-world-around-world.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll miss you more than anyone in my life...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4130534355228879483</id><published>2008-05-14T04:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:42:22.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I asked you nicely once but I won't do that again..."</title><content type='html'>I never thought Keith Murray of the We Are Scientists could get any cuter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/SCqcSK1dNBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kzt5xnlWhoc/s1600-h/DSCF0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/SCqcSK1dNBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kzt5xnlWhoc/s200/DSCF0532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200140555712803858" border="0" /&gt;&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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/SCqeqa1dNCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UqSsisflriY/s1600-h/spin_keithlistens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/SCqeqa1dNCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UqSsisflriY/s200/spin_keithlistens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200143171347887138" 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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(images courtesy of wearescientists.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he became a puppy herder and proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, Keith Murray! Damn your gorgeous self and your angled flip of hair.  And Chris Cain isn't too shabby either, I confess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, this is the song they're promoting as their next single. Though I have not put up a review of their album, or said much on it either than declaring my undying love for the band and attempting to unravel the &lt;a href="http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-means-nothing-say-that-youll-stay.html"&gt;missing Michael Tapper mystery&lt;/a&gt;, I quite enjoy &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBrain-Thrust-Mastery-Are-Scientists%2Fdp%2FB0012NHN72%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1205043927%26sr%3D1-3&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Brain Thrust Mastery&lt;/a&gt; and this song is up there as one of my faves, even though its back beat at times does sound a tad bit reminiscent of Daft Punk's &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=vl1XYK72J3g"&gt;Robot Rock&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Scientists - Chick Lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIyLWDhxXoQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIyLWDhxXoQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I will be missing out on their 2 upcoming NYC gigs due to my own global adventures. We Are Scientists and I just can't synchronize our schedules it seems. Every time they are within a few miles of me, I am somehow detained. Alas. One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone hits up their show at the Music Hall of Williamsburg on July 31st or Bowery Ballroom August 1st, do let me know how it all went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a personal note to friends of mine, watch this video and tell me if you think Keith Murray is copying my moves. Really. Towards the end of the song, he bops his head back and forth and then purses his lips a la my head bop and merp face combination. I am clearly reading too far into things, but hey, it's a fun coincidence. Birds of a feather and all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4130534355228879483?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4130534355228879483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4130534355228879483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4130534355228879483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4130534355228879483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-asked-you-nicely-once-but-i-wont-do.html' title='&quot;I asked you nicely once but I won&apos;t do that again...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/SCqcSK1dNBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kzt5xnlWhoc/s72-c/DSCF0532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-2744541868341965982</id><published>2008-05-04T14:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:15:24.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Everything will change, but love remains the same..."</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's another one of those guilty pleasures (confirmed by the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; page for the album, its tags include "Worst of 2008". And speaking of Amazon, the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000FI73MA/?tag=iwaupla-20"&gt;Kindle&lt;/a&gt; is back in stock for those who want it). What can I say? I think the song has an honest message, or, if not that, at least a message I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Half the time the world is ending&lt;br /&gt;Truth is I am done pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, never thought that I&lt;br /&gt;Had anymore to give&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing me so far&lt;br /&gt;Here I am without you.&lt;br /&gt;Drink, to all that we have lost,&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes we have made.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will change,&lt;br /&gt;But love remains the same. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I grew up with a Gavin Rossdale crush (who didn't?). Rugged, handsome, British = Yum. And, he and Gwen Stefani make a genuinely gorgeous couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/bands/r/rossdale_gavin/flipbook_05_05/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/bands/r/rossdale_gavin/flipbook_05_05/04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Rossdale - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/2/1792265/Love%20Remains%20the%20Same.mp3"&gt;Love Remains the Same&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWanderlust-Gavin-Rossdale%2Fdp%2FB000ZJZYOS%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1209926373%26sr%3D8-3&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Wanderlust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, I noticed that the bandwidth is out for some of the tracks. Not to worry, it will be restored soon! In the meantime, enjoy videos and what you can while I wait for a server reset at File Den. Perhaps I should buy actual server space and stuff like that, anyone have any suggestions/ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's Justice's video for Stress, which I think is excellent, but reminds me very much of a modern day version of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Destructors"&gt;The Destructors&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FTwenty-One-Stories-Penguin-Twentieth-Century-Classics%2Fdp%2F0140185348%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dbooks%26qid%3D1209928407%26sr%3D8-8&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Graham Greene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOP0IECS2FY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOP0IECS2FY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-2744541868341965982?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2744541868341965982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2744541868341965982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2744541868341965982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2744541868341965982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/everything-will-change-but-love-remains.html' title='&quot;Everything will change, but love remains the same...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5534784277774383294</id><published>2008-05-04T03:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:51:48.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"You're the beat that can't stop..."</title><content type='html'>I have to talk about this video I noticed online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the concept is genius. This band signed with a record label and received $10,000 to do a video. What they chose to do was just go out every Wednesday and Thursday and be in the background of paparazzi celebrity shots, dubbing themselves bandarazzis. They played their music on an old school jambox and just walked around. That is brilliant, low key, and completely hilariously relatable. My favorite moment occurs when Jenna Fischer from The Office is looking out of her car window at the guys. Best of all, this video highlights the laid back and goofy quality of the band. It suits them well. They genuinely look like they're having a blast making it and bouncing around and being silly. In that respect, it's excellent. In terms of being prolific, Bob Dylan they're not, but who cares? It's fun and worth a watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cursive Memory - Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDTIbSY9FoI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDTIbSY9FoI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-5534784277774383294?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5534784277774383294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5534784277774383294' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5534784277774383294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5534784277774383294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/05/youre-beat-that-cant-stop.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re the beat that can&apos;t stop...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-8219008649994778043</id><published>2008-04-27T23:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:27:14.951-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"I don't want to be your friend, I just want to be your lover. No matter how it ends..."</title><content type='html'>Radiohead - House of Cards on Late Night With Conan O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ccAiL6Klo0w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ccAiL6Klo0w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no guarantee how long this one video will be up. NBC has a knack for finding and pulling everything related to their shows pretty quickly. I have to give them props for quickly and efficiently protecting what's theirs, even if it's at the cost of other people being unable to enjoy it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8219008649994778043?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8219008649994778043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8219008649994778043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8219008649994778043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8219008649994778043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-want-to-be-your-friend-i-just.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t want to be your friend, I just want to be your lover. No matter how it ends...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8812696012246477157</id><published>2008-04-25T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:52:39.954-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"In every city there are dozens of these clubs where men can go..."</title><content type='html'>The Faint was on The Office!! Well, their music was anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally squealed when I heard Worked Up (So Sexual) in the background of a scene where Michael (Steve Carrell) is hitting on a woman. And I loved coked out Ryan (BJ Novak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refocusing to what I wanted to say, it's constantly fascinating to me when things permeate the mainstream without having reached a saturation point. There's been a higher occurrence lately of more... independent, I'd say, bands in the forefront of the media but it appears to have risen out of nowhere. Months ago I'd mentioned Shiny Toy Guns in a commercial, Mates of State, etc. Lately, I've been noticing Ben Lee, Silversun Pickups, and so on and so forth, have been populating commercials and television show episodes more than say, your Kelly Clarksons or Rihannas. I don't know what to make of it yet, because I'm not a marketing person and don't know the trends as far as exposing people to what they haven't heard and how these things correlate to big business. Nevertheless, it's just fun to recognize snippets of things you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a tiny clip of the Faint's Worked Up (So Sexual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cjKrLIgTQg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cjKrLIgTQg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-8812696012246477157?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8812696012246477157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8812696012246477157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8812696012246477157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8812696012246477157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-every-city-there-are-dozens-of-these.html' title='&quot;In every city there are dozens of these clubs where men can go...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3468621812762111984</id><published>2008-04-25T01:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:26:09.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"It's your godforsaken right to be loved loved loved..."</title><content type='html'>Odd/fun musical story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving with my family to the closest Best Buy the other night to pick up the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FName-Love-Africa-Celebrates-U2%2Fdp%2FB0013PVGL8%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1209100649%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;In the Name of Love: Africa Celebrates U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; album, when Hungry Like the Wolf came on the radio. That particular &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGreatest-Duran%2Fdp%2FB00000DG1R%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1209100836%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Duran Duran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; song holds some importance to me. At one point in time in college, it was the song I noticed when I thought I had recognized a kindred spirit in someone else. This memory being at the forefront of my mind, thanks to the song, I decided to tell the story to my parents. Upon doing so, I was greeted with a basic question from both my parents. "Just now, why did you feel the need to talk about that person?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have an answer other than the fact that music of any kind reminds me of people I know. They know this, so I expect they were looking for something further. The song was ending at this point, and I answered, "I don't know, but I let music speak for me and for itself." The moment I said that, With or Without You by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FJoshua-Remastered-Expanded-Super-Deluxe%2Fdp%2FB000WTNCQS%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1209100985%26sr%3D1-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; came on the radio. And I laughed and said, "See, the music gets it." Right after that? Jason Mraz's latest single. That last one wasn't applicable to the story, I just really enjoy it. It's the perfect song to listen to for this season and for any occasion: Walking down the street merrily, playing it at a party, having drinks with friends, hanging out in the park with flowers, laying at the beach. It's just so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/a/2/O/happyfeetprem24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/a/2/O/happyfeetprem24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/I%27m%20Yours.mp3"&gt;I'm Yours&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWe-Sing-Dance-Steal-Things%2Fdp%2FB0013FNC38%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1209101157%26sr%3D1-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-3468621812762111984?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3468621812762111984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3468621812762111984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3468621812762111984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3468621812762111984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-your-godforsaken-right-to-be-loved.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s your godforsaken right to be loved loved loved...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5420044857243657761</id><published>2008-04-20T23:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:31:29.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"What you give is retaliation. I hope one day we meet again. I hope one day we love one another..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"But I heard the rumor they will burn down your house..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda July did an interesting video to the Blonde Redhead song, Top Ranking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda July/Blonde Redhead - Top Ranking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMH1yFQFj5I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMH1yFQFj5I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-5420044857243657761?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5420044857243657761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5420044857243657761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5420044857243657761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5420044857243657761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-you-give-is-retaliation-i-hope-one.html' title='&quot;What you give is retaliation. I hope one day we meet again. I hope one day we love one another...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-464236022910000077</id><published>2008-04-20T02:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:24:05.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Wise and silent..."</title><content type='html'>I love M83. Oddly enough, I was looking at the cover to the new album, and lo and behold on the front is a kid I went to college with. I'm a teeny bit jealous, I want to be on the cover of an album! In a lyric. Liner notes. I'll take anything ;) In all seriousness though, I think it's awesome he landed that photoshoot and gig. That kicks major ass and more power to him. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, yay Emerson in the real world!! If you can't tell, it's where I went to school. And it turned out a number of fantastic folks with whom I'm glad to be associated and to constantly love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to listening to much of the album (or any of it, in my case), here's the video for one of the songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M83 - Graveyard Girl from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSaturdays-Youth%2Fdp%2FB0016CS0IK&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Saturdays=Youth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY8iy8S0S4w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY8iy8S0S4w&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-464236022910000077?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/464236022910000077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=464236022910000077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/464236022910000077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/464236022910000077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/wise-and-silent.html' title='&quot;Wise and silent...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3962374849337047254</id><published>2008-04-15T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:49:55.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"But if you let go then I'll let go tonight..."</title><content type='html'>I heard this group on the radio and thought they were okay, so I figured I'd toss a track up here. To be perfectly honest, I feel they are an act with much room for improvement. The speed of their songs is fine, but their lyrical content is lacking and comes off as a bit repetitive and juvenile. I'm unaware of the ages of the respective band members, but regardless, a more fully developed sound would help them immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Turns out, one of their main vocalists is Trace Cyrus aka Miley Cyrus' brother. I hope we don't see Metro Station on the Disney channel anytime soon. The Amazon page for Metro Station's eponymous album states that people who have purchased said album have also enjoyed We The Kings and Cobra Starship. Didn't those three bands tour together earlier this year (or are perhaps still touring?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spectrum.buffalo.edu/images/5712/metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://spectrum.buffalo.edu/images/5712/metro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/2/1792265/Control.mp3"&gt;Control&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMetro-Station%2Fdp%2FB000UVLSW8%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1208284952%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Metro Station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-3962374849337047254?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3962374849337047254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3962374849337047254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3962374849337047254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3962374849337047254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/but-if-you-let-go-then-ill-let-go.html' title='&quot;But if you let go then I&apos;ll let go tonight...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5836515565250745769</id><published>2008-04-11T00:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T13:16:19.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Don't you worry, I won't bite - not that hard..."</title><content type='html'>I heart South Park. And I loved Butters singing What What (In the Butt), but I never knew that was a legitimate song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Butters' version better than the original. Sorry, Samwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMQ650GdqUo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMQ650GdqUo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Hopefully this Butters vid will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbGkxcY7YFU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbGkxcY7YFU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-5836515565250745769?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5836515565250745769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5836515565250745769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5836515565250745769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5836515565250745769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-you-worry-i-wont-bite-not-that.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t you worry, I won&apos;t bite - not that hard...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-8843058977467466316</id><published>2008-04-10T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:21:32.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"You are the only road I know..."</title><content type='html'>Old Navy has been choosing some great music for their ads this year. First, they really propelled the career of Ingrid Michaelson, and now the Lights are featured as background music in their latest ad campaign. I look forward to seeing how that aids them (her?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I've never heard anything regarding this band (or singer, as the case may be). If anyone has any pertinent info, feel free to drop me a line and educate my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Drive%20My%20Soul.mp3"&gt; Drive My Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZs-fqlG-Vk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZs-fqlG-Vk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-8843058977467466316?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8843058977467466316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8843058977467466316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8843058977467466316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8843058977467466316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-are-only-road-i-know.html' title='&quot;You are the only road I know...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-2874198827785583235</id><published>2008-04-02T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:41:15.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"You better know that in the end it's better to say too much than never to say what you mean to say..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ideas such as these that allow me to live a positive life without regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to John Mayer for crafting something simple and true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.usatoday.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/24/xxx__john_mayer_gap_1669_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://blogs.usatoday.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/24/xxx__john_mayer_gap_1669_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Say.mp3"&gt;Say&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBucket-List-Marc-Shaiman%2Fdp%2FB00114XRQ8%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1207190265%26sr%3D8-4&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Bucket List (Soundtrack)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer - Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTpy_L1dALA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTpy_L1dALA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-2874198827785583235?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2874198827785583235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2874198827785583235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2874198827785583235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2874198827785583235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-better-know-that-in-end-its-better.html' title='&quot;You better know that in the end it&apos;s better to say too much than never to say what you mean to say...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3289746924583313815</id><published>2008-04-01T18:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:52:47.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Time stops still when you've lost life..."</title><content type='html'>This is one of the best videos I've seen lately. The main character's enthusiasm and zest winds up being positively infectious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldfrapp - Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/So93Iny2HWI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/So93Iny2HWI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-3289746924583313815?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3289746924583313815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3289746924583313815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3289746924583313815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3289746924583313815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-stops-still-when-youve-lost-life.html' title='&quot;Time stops still when you&apos;ve lost life...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8458645343935399199</id><published>2008-04-01T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:09:15.562-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Do you think about me now and then?"</title><content type='html'>Kanye West feat. Chris Martin - Homecoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2FAcrEh_2k&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2FAcrEh_2k&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-8458645343935399199?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8458645343935399199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8458645343935399199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8458645343935399199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8458645343935399199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-you-think-about-me-now-and-then.html' title='&quot;Do you think about me now and then?&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5861490702202609771</id><published>2008-03-29T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:10:18.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I feel a dawn in me..."</title><content type='html'>During my brief time in Providence, my phone conked out. Luckily, it's been more than enough time since I last upgraded my cell phone, so I wandered in to Verizon and got myself the phone that I've been desiring for quite some time. In the past, I've been quite attached to my cell phones - mostly due to the photo and text message content. I'm a bit of a freak. If I got rid of my phone, prior to turning it in, I would make a .doc file on whatever word processing program I had and copied over the times, dates, people, and messages that I had in the phone. I'd email myself the photos, and in doing all of that, preserve the memories I'd made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately though, I've been feeling the restless desire to blank everything out. So I activated my new phone, and said goodbye to the past without copying anything over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's interested, I updated to the Verizon Voyager (which is the closest I'll get to the iPhone), and my ringtone is no longer "I Will Follow" by U2. I thought that sent the wrong message. It's now "That's the Way (My Love Is)" by the Smashing Pumpkins. Actually, this is the verse that rings out when people call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's the way my love is&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I care&lt;br /&gt;You should call on me baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm always there for you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/R-8DSYberCI/AAAAAAAAADU/6YLndUb0gCI/s1600-h/SmashingPumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/R-8DSYberCI/AAAAAAAAADU/6YLndUb0gCI/s200/SmashingPumpkins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183365310456966178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smashing Pumpkins - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/2/1792265/04%20That%27s%20The%20Way%20%28My%20Love%20Is%29.mp3"&gt;That's the Way (My Love Is)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FZeitgeist-Smashing-Pumpkins%2Fdp%2FB000OQF6N6%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1206846181%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Zeitgeist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2Vmdvcsi7c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2Vmdvcsi7c&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-5861490702202609771?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5861490702202609771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5861490702202609771' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5861490702202609771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5861490702202609771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-dawn-in-me.html' title='&quot;I feel a dawn in me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/R-8DSYberCI/AAAAAAAAADU/6YLndUb0gCI/s72-c/SmashingPumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-2359279958365211929</id><published>2008-03-24T18:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:58:57.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I'm the one who gets away. I'm a New Jersey success story..."</title><content type='html'>Howdy folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not kept up with posting as much as I'd like because I've been so busy working and studying. I'm happy to report that my birthday has passed, so I start another year with several birthday parties under my belt and a lot of joy within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from a weekend in Providence, where I celebrated my pal &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youknowwhatsawesome.blogspot.com"&gt;Bryn's&lt;/a&gt; 23rd birthday. A fun time was had by all as it often is with such hilarious folks. I came home to New Jersey to hear some interestingly shocking stuff, and find myself contemplating the basis of blogging and how I feel about continuing mine. I'm pleased to say that I shook everything off and want to continue being an avid music fan via writing about what I like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a quick comment about blogging, I really enjoy and appreciate blogging about music and how my life influences my musical choices as I craft a soundtrack to my existence. You guys must enjoy it too, as I get a lot of email comments and contacts from bands. Thanks! I don't always, however, enjoy the fact that people can pretty much write whatever they want without a counterpoint. But that's the paradox of freedom, isn't it? So I can't hate on it too much. Like right in this second, I could say, "Hey Sarah, thanks for stalking me outside my window" and no one would ever know if it was true or not, unless I took an active stance in conveying the truth. That's what really makes me happy to have this blog, actually. I enjoy having an outlet for factual material and my neutralized opinion on a subject base. I can say, "I like this music because," and have some supporting ideas about how I feel on a band or song, and you all are always welcome to disagree or agree. I like having a flexible perspective and open discussion. So thank you all for making this medium worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to have dinner with Ali, who is a constant in my life as well as a positive grounding force. I thank her and my other closest friends for being intelligent and lovely people, and for always keeping their heads above the messes and knowing the truth of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sunshop23.com/WordPress/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/l_26c8400d152219a5fe22fef4170ec0b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://sunshop23.com/WordPress/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/l_26c8400d152219a5fe22fef4170ec0b5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/03%20Always%20Be.mp3"&gt;Always Be&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FChase-This-Light-Jimmy-World%2Fdp%2FB000VQW7OK%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1206399951%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Chase This Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Jimmy Eat World - Big Casino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AViBFyyBSG0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AViBFyyBSG0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-2359279958365211929?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2359279958365211929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2359279958365211929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2359279958365211929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2359279958365211929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-one-who-gets-away-im-new-jersey.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m the one who gets away. I&apos;m a New Jersey success story...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7322012012782651300</id><published>2008-03-11T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:55:51.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Remember we used to dance and everyone wanted to be you and me..."</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to an odd mix of hip hop, hipster tunes, Dave Matthews, and John Mayer. So might as well toss some here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay or Leave" has been particularly soothing lately. I enjoy his lyric of "what day is this?" as I am someone who will remember specific dates in relation to events that are memorable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/boxofrain54/dave_matthews_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/boxofrain54/dave_matthews_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/2/1792265/08%20Stay%20Or%20Leave.mp3"&gt;Stay or Leave&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSome-Devil-Limited-Bonus-CD%2Fdp%2FB0000C9ZEY%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1205289587%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Some Devil&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;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just to keep up with random musical happenings:&lt;br /&gt;Roisin Murphy's new video was released. You Know Me Better (below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjv4Fp7GiGk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjv4Fp7GiGk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, Vampire Weekend was on SNL. They were fun to watch, however, the episode itself sucked. Anyway, NBC took down the videos of the performance that were on YouTube, so here's A-Punk instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XC2mqcMMGQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XC2mqcMMGQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-7322012012782651300?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7322012012782651300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7322012012782651300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7322012012782651300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7322012012782651300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/remember-we-used-to-dance-and-everyone.html' title='&quot;Remember we used to dance and everyone wanted to be you and me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-6119288650425391251</id><published>2008-03-09T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:46:36.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Time means nothing. Say that you'll stay..."</title><content type='html'>The We Are Scientists are one of the musical loves of my life. Seriously, if I could marry Keith Murray, without even having met him, I would. I think he and his bandmates are just that brilliant and hilariously witty and I'm sure he and I could build a life on mutual awesomeness and amazing hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their latest album, Brain Thrust Mastery, releases on March 18th, just a few days after my birthday, and I'm excitedly awaiting the album's arrival. (By the way, if you feel like being super duper "let's do a kind act for a stranger" nice and want to buy it for me, there's an Amazon.com wishlist link on the left panel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's the song and video for After Hours, which has been on repeat in my car for the last few days. It's along the same vein of their previous works, but I feel as if it is a testament to their evolution as artists. There is an emotional growth and depth that hasn't been as present in their previous songs. Yes, they are talented. Yes, their music is danceable. But there is something about this one particular song that exudes a level of sadness in addition to its catchy beats and hook. It lures you in, and that to me, is a sign that their presence is expanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone has any information as to what happened to the third member of the band, Michael Tapper, and what the circumstances were surrounding his departure from the band, &lt;strike&gt;drop me an email. His exclusion from their latest album and promo material as well as the lack of information available about it is turning into somewhat of a musical mystery for me&lt;/strike&gt;. I think, currently, I'd much rather find out what happened to Michael Tapper than know who really killed JFK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Thanks! Someone linked me to &lt;a href="http://www.clickmusic.com/articles/6198/We-Are-Scientists-Speak-About-Tapper.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&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/41KTcXWryjL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41KTcXWryjL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Scientists - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/2/1792265/01%20After%20Hours%20%28Radio%20Mix%29.mp3"&gt;After Hours&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBrain-Thrust-Mastery-Are-Scientists%2Fdp%2FB0012NHN72%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1205043927%26sr%3D1-3&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Brain Thrust Mastery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv2_LSIujHk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv2_LSIujHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;And just for fun:&lt;br /&gt;I've winced at the lengthy interviews with interviewers who just don't comprehend the sarcasm and don't know how to handle a responder with quick remarks and a dry humor that could last for days. Honestly and truly though, these guys are phenomenal. They are entertaining, smart, adorable, and craft superior music. Don't let their mastery of the mind intimidate your ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gD0sNcrLPH0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gD0sNcrLPH0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-6119288650425391251?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6119288650425391251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6119288650425391251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6119288650425391251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6119288650425391251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-means-nothing-say-that-youll-stay.html' title='&quot;Time means nothing. Say that you&apos;ll stay...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-6117038433290413882</id><published>2008-03-03T23:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:00:00.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Nine Inch Nails -  Ghosts: I-IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.futuremusicmag.com/images/Trent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.futuremusicmag.com/images/Trent.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB00158SHD8%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dauto-sparkle%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D041DC584G7VC1XWG3601%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D301%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D369077601%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3DNine%2520Inch%2520Nails%2520Ghosts&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Ghosts I-IV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&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;Nine Inch Nails quietly released an instrumental album last night. Well, four albums actually. I haven't had the chance to download it yet, so I'd love to hear some feedback from fans as to Trent Reznor's current musical undertaking. In addition, the four album download is only 5 bucks. That's an awesome deal. Unlike Radiohead's &lt;i&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/i&gt; which was incredibly affordable (you got to name your own price) but didn't entirely meet expectations, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB00158SHD8%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dauto-sparkle%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D041DC584G7VC1XWG3601%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D301%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D369077601%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3DNine%2520Inch%2520Nails%2520Ghosts&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Ghosts I-IV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; has already far exceeded the available supply on Nine Inch Nails' website, so listeners and downloaders should probably turn to Amazon to get an accurate and error free mp3 experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Somebody let me know how it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-6117038433290413882?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6117038433290413882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6117038433290413882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6117038433290413882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6117038433290413882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/nine-inch-nails-ghosts-i-iv.html' title='Nine Inch Nails -  Ghosts: I-IV'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7791342443341838188</id><published>2008-03-02T00:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:50:39.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"But keeping things clean doesn’t change anything..."</title><content type='html'>I don't have any anecdote or musical review to go along with this one. It just so happens that Wilco is on SNL tonight and I enjoy their music. So here ya go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.perfectduluthday.com/WilcoRoadcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.perfectduluthday.com/WilcoRoadcase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/wilco%20-%20hate%20it%20here.mp3"&gt;Hate it Here&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSky-Blue-Wilco%2Fdp%2FB000NVIGC0%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1204436353%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Sky Blue Sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I wonder if they'll be hanging out with Fred Armisen again after his brief cameo in their documentary, "I Am Trying to Break Your Heart." I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, might as well link to the opening credits of the documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJbLvQkCwRc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJbLvQkCwRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-7791342443341838188?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7791342443341838188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7791342443341838188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7791342443341838188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7791342443341838188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/03/but-keeping-things-clean-doesnt-change.html' title='&quot;But keeping things clean doesn’t change anything...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-2315443023097958433</id><published>2008-02-24T12:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:25:21.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"The memories of me will seem more like bad dreams..."</title><content type='html'>Death Cab for Cutie news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing and tour dates for forthcoming album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FNarrow-Stairs-Death-Cab-Cutie%2Fdp%2FB0013H8QDW%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1203874536%26sr%3D8-1&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Narrow Stairs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to be released May 13, 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bixby Canyon Bridge&lt;br /&gt;2. I Will Possess Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;3. No Sunlight&lt;br /&gt;4. Cath...&lt;br /&gt;5. Talking Bird&lt;br /&gt;6. You Can Do Better Than Me&lt;br /&gt;7. Grapevine Fires&lt;br /&gt;8. Your New Twin Sized Bed&lt;br /&gt;9. Long Division&lt;br /&gt;10. Pity and Fear&lt;br /&gt;11. The Ice Is Getting Thinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm particularly intrigued by the track titles of 6, 8, and 9). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current tour dates:&lt;br /&gt;04/18/08 Bremerton, WA @ Admiral Theatre (which is already sold out. Craigslist that shizzle)&lt;br /&gt;04/19/08 Eugene, OR @ McDonald Theatre&lt;br /&gt;04/21/08 Arcata, CA @ Van Dozer Theatre/Humboldt State University&lt;br /&gt;04/22/08 Davis, CA @ Freeborn Hall/UC Davis&lt;br /&gt;04/23/08 San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore&lt;br /&gt;04/24/08 Las Vegas, NV @ The Joint/Hard Rock Hotel&lt;br /&gt;04/26/08 Indio, CA @ Coachella Music and Arts Festival&lt;br /&gt;06/15/08 Manchester, TN @ Bonnaroo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie - Someday You Will Be Loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybxGMQcsln4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybxGMQcsln4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-2315443023097958433?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2315443023097958433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2315443023097958433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2315443023097958433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2315443023097958433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/02/memories-of-me-will-seem-more-like-bad.html' title='&quot;The memories of me will seem more like bad dreams...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7209868955232424090</id><published>2008-02-24T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:57:50.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"Given the choice if I could fight or walk away, I'm walking..."</title><content type='html'>"Aight. Let's break this shit off. Spirit awards, in your mouth." - Rainn Wilson while hosting the Independent Spirit Awards in Santa Monica earlier tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too busy studying to check out some of the indie films that I've been really hoping to see, such as The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, Once, Rocket Science, etc. In order to try and catch up, but not get distracted, I got the soundtrack to Once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know how to effectively describe it. I feel like the music hearkens back to an early to mid 90's age of vocal melody. That's not a bad thing. I hear Marketa Irglova in "If You Want Me" and my brain goes to Nina Gordon of Veruca Salt. Some, if not most, of the songs are ones that you could find yourself playing in the background of your evening. They're tracks that belong on Chill Out Lounge XXIV (I just made up that title, but you get what I mean, right?) I really love the fact that the songs aren't overproduced and are simple. Just the singer-songwriters and their raw talent. I also enjoy the fact that the male vocal lead in the movie is Glen Hansard of The Frames, because his day-job band makes great music and it amuses me that their song "Pavement Tune" has been popping up in commercials for a seemingly mediocre NBC dramedy about 20somethings and their life crises. Psssshh. Whatever. Enjoy The Frames for who they are, not how they've been marketed to us recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2005/03/24/frames_wideweb__430x268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2005/03/24/frames_wideweb__430x268.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frames - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/The%20Frames%20-%20Pavement%20Tune.mp3"&gt; Pavement Tune&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB0012QK8M6%3Fie%3DUTF8%26child%3DB0012QP4J8%26qid%3D1203839363%26sr%3D102-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Set List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen Hansard &amp;amp; Marketa Irglova - If You Want Me from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMusic-Motion-Picture-Once%2Fdp%2FB00136S0NE%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Ddmusic%26qid%3D1203839795%26sr%3D8-5&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Once (Original Soundtrack)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDxRg6jfFNw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDxRg6jfFNw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-7209868955232424090?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7209868955232424090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7209868955232424090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7209868955232424090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7209868955232424090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/02/given-choice-if-i-could-fight-or-walk.html' title='&quot;Given the choice if I could fight or walk away, I&apos;m walking...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-6155435039592045938</id><published>2008-02-18T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:15:30.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"A stubborn heart remains unchanged..."</title><content type='html'>I didn't forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really need to finish up my friend dedicated post. I'd made it through Bruce and Bryn from when I was kidnapped up to Massachusetts/Rhode Island, but I hadn't shouted out to Dani or Nick yet. So you two, this is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani and I spent a chunk of time watching the winter X-Games competition and seeing all the cool tricks. In the background of one of the commercials was the Foo Fighters, whom I love because I think Dave Grohl is fantastic and hilarious. Plus, a Foo Fighters photo shoot developed my love of entertainment magazines and musical journalism. But that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theithacan.org/blogs/sharpnotes/files/2007/09/foofight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://theithacan.org/blogs/sharpnotes/files/2007/09/foofight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Foo%20Fighters%20-%20Long%20Road%20To%20Ruin.mp3"&gt;Long Road to Ruin&lt;/a&gt; from  &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kqzyfj.com/click-2852894-10475872?url=http%3A%2F%2Fbestbuy.rdr.channelintelligence.com%2Fgo.asp%3FfVhzOGNRAAQIASNiE1teQxNqFnU4YRlOAgRKZmRZUhdDXWwQcnN8HwIACBdnaF5SUUcQfn5pQ0w3MCMXHR9HTyh8DQYYB0MrXW0nPEAdQ1lNOn0ADxgDQDlabS4gXQ1ZVQ1uZFlVUkQReExPSm0neWsYAgIEB2l0GxobFhwuViwgJk5GFkJTOW9cWk0fTj0Cc3V1XkBTU1g7N1IAAhp*YlxIVkEtMDpJHQ4WWy88DAwPFhxiRy8tMEZbVB8H%26nAID%3D11138&amp;amp;cjsku=8502426" target="_blank" onmouseover="window.status='http://www.bestbuy.com';return true;" onmouseout="window.status=' ';return true;"&gt;Echoes, Silence, Patience &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lduhtrp.net/image-2852894-10475872" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Nick and Bruce came down to NYC and we went out dancing one evening before they left. This song was played twice during our night out at Glamdammit.&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet - Ballroom Blitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4nVKn0l2mo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4nVKn0l2mo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-6155435039592045938?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6155435039592045938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6155435039592045938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6155435039592045938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6155435039592045938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/02/stubborn-heart-remains-unchanged.html' title='&quot;A stubborn heart remains unchanged...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-5122485586331298279</id><published>2008-02-14T17:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:59:32.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Maybe we were born to love..."</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, they don't love you like I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJk6_H0bWKs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJk6_H0bWKs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rip my heart right out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SX3QpMQnErM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SX3QpMQnErM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to hold on to this love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggyOMBIIlcU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggyOMBIIlcU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the promises we break from the cradle to the grave, when all I want is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzToG2YaYBo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzToG2YaYBo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's way the it was when we belong together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuwBdVI4YRg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuwBdVI4YRg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're priceless, and you're precious, even when you are not new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Z9QcvO9pI0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Z9QcvO9pI0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were born to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNyxP0PC_9s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNyxP0PC_9s&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0SOptVJ4O4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0SOptVJ4O4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-5122485586331298279?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-1310854883547566872</id><published>2008-02-02T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:21:47.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"You're more than in my head. You're more..."</title><content type='html'>I've had the pleasure of seeing Shiny Toy Guns in the past, as I've mentioned in earlier posts. While looking up Grammy nominees a little while ago, I noticed that they were nominated, but not only that, I found out that they'd appeared on Yo Gabba Gabba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That show is craisins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today was a very Shiny Toy Guns day, as I'd heard them a lot on the radio and "You Are the One" was subsequently stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny Toy Guns - You Are the One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxbWaMzsnJo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxbWaMzsnJo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-1310854883547566872?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1310854883547566872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1310854883547566872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1310854883547566872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1310854883547566872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-more-than-in-my-head-youre-more.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re more than in my head. You&apos;re more...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5111472457760273069</id><published>2008-02-01T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:09:26.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Be my friend. Hold me, wrap me up..."</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to watching the finale episode of Six Feet Under even though it aired years ago. I've got to say, it's quite a satisfying and emotionally stirring episode. I was really focusing on the Sia song played during the end, I've been a fan of her contributions to Zero 7 and the occasional solo song, but now I really feel more inclined to take a fuller listen into the albums she's released over time (and not just the latest one which is being promoted like whoa in Starbucks and elsewhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the combination of "Breathe Me" and the finale reminded me of the importance of celebrating life. And while, yes, love continues, it's not always in the way that you think because things in our lives are so utterly transient. The only given is death, so you should live your life in the most authentic and best way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thephoenix.com/secure/uploadedImages/The_Phoenix/Music/Local_Music/insideHOTTIX_SIA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://thephoenix.com/secure/uploadedImages/The_Phoenix/Music/Local_Music/insideHOTTIX_SIA1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/03%20Breathe%20Me.mp3"&gt;Breathe Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't forget my friend theme! This video is a shout out to Bryn, because she is an amazing, brave, and loyal individual and an all around fantastic friend. So here's a Nelly Furtado video (oddly, I don't think it's one of her best, but whatevs, it's fun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado - Do It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7QKugSK_mkQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7QKugSK_mkQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-5111472457760273069?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5111472457760273069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5111472457760273069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5111472457760273069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5111472457760273069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-my-friend-hold-me-wrap-me-up.html' title='&quot;Be my friend. Hold me, wrap me up...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7856522144268327029</id><published>2008-01-31T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:52:03.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"When I was yours, you fled the scene. Now you can't wash your hands of me..."</title><content type='html'>First post with the theme: This one is a shout out to Bruce, who happens to be in town right now as I'm writing this. Perhaps I shall run into him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pulsetc.com/image/2004/0414/Cursive1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.pulsetc.com/image/2004/0414/Cursive1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursive - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/10%20Bloody%20Murderer.mp3"&gt;Bloody Murderer&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FUgly-Organ-Cursive%2Fdp%2FB00008AY6D%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1201841346%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Ugly Organ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. (I can't actually remember if it's "Bloody Murder" or "Bloody Murder&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt;"). Cursive makes a fascinating use of the cello in their post-hardcore sound. I think this creates an intellectual layer that would be otherwise lacking if found without the cello. Smart move, Cursive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7856522144268327029?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7856522144268327029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7856522144268327029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7856522144268327029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7856522144268327029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-i-was-yours-you-fled-scene-now-you_31.html' title='&quot;When I was yours, you fled the scene. Now you can&apos;t wash your hands of me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5052255731678079028</id><published>2008-01-28T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:41:49.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"I just wanna know what to do cause I need your love a lot..."</title><content type='html'>I think for a few days I'm going to do a mini-theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handful of songs will be dedicated to the friends I was blessed enough to spend time with this past weekend: Bryn, Bruce, Dani, Nick, and Alexander (and their friends who popped up as well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These songs will include numbers by Cursive, Nelly Furtado, We Are Scientists, Garbage, etc. So keep reading if you like these bands. We'll see what else I decide to put up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for those looking for newer music, fear not! I've fallen behind on my email checking in regards to this blog, but a lot of great bands and PR folk have written in to be listened to, and they will be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a band or music that you want to share, click the email button and make it happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for now, here's some Boosh love:&lt;br /&gt;The Mighty Boosh - Love Games (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0B79k4vOp_o&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0B79k4vOp_o&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their impromptu back and forth jam towards the end is amazing. I have a growing adoration of Julian Barrat, from his currently asymmetrical hair, to his voice, to the fact that in every interview he never seems like he cares about what he does and is just sorta chillin there being quiet and observant. He could well be my new Colin Firth is all I'm saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-5052255731678079028?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5052255731678079028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5052255731678079028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5052255731678079028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5052255731678079028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-i-was-yours-you-fled-scene-now-you.html' title='&quot;I just wanna know what to do cause I need your love a lot...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-2317253595419988824</id><published>2008-01-23T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:32:42.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart..."</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://youknowwhatsawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Bryn&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Feist video!&lt;br /&gt;Feist - I Feel It All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcgfdtkcIW0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcgfdtkcIW0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the music, but I'm beginning to want more than the single camera format of her videos. They certainly are different and unique though, in addition to feeling quite authentic and down to earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-2317253595419988824?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2317253595419988824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2317253595419988824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2317253595419988824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2317253595419988824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-ill-be-one-wholl-break-my-heart.html' title='&quot;Oh I&apos;ll be the one who&apos;ll break my heart...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4293988679013195607</id><published>2008-01-21T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:55:59.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"I'm so glad that I'm an island now..."</title><content type='html'>Oy to the vey. So much has happened since I last posted music here.&lt;br /&gt;For one, I'm making progress in my studying and in work. So yay to that. I've had some unforgettable times with friends before one returns to college. In addition, I saved a toddler's life from oncoming traffic and had to deal (pleasantly) with the attention of strangers. Whew. (And I'm not saying that to be haughty, I'm saying that because it was an unknowing change in my life).  I've seen a lot of movies (Daniel Day Lewis in There Will Be Blood destroyed me). Now I'm awaiting the surprise visit from Bruce and Bryn and the chaotic loveliness that will follow. I was just watching a special on Martin Luther King Jr. and happened across a preview for Metric's upcoming dvd of their concert in Montreal called Metric : Live at the Metropolis. Having seen Metric numerous times and proclaimed my love for their sound innumerable times, I'm excited for their dvd release. Wooo! I came across the preview in the middle of a song and it happened to be Combat Baby, which is one of my personal favorites. But the song right after it on the dvd is also killer because of its lyrical content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sickness was fixing me some&lt;br /&gt;Coughed my heart in the last stall&lt;br /&gt;Now that the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;I never miss it at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/26/50167278_1a8a1752bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/26/50167278_1a8a1752bc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metric - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/01%20Empty.mp3"&gt; Empty&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLive-Out-Metric%2Fdp%2FB000FGG008%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1200955314%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Live it Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4293988679013195607?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4293988679013195607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4293988679013195607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4293988679013195607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4293988679013195607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-so-glad-that-im-island-now.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m so glad that I&apos;m an island now...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8452393905653607548</id><published>2008-01-10T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:34:43.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Having a really good time, I'm not complaining, and I'm a still wear a smile when it's raining..."</title><content type='html'>Mary J. is often more insightful than I realize. Having heard this song on the radio a lot lately, as well as noticing the video for it receiving some airplay, I find myself really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it feels like more of a Janet Jackson song to me than it does Mary J. Blige. Maybe it's in the speed of some of the delivery of lyrics, particularly the chorus, but I feel as if this song could have been equally well accomplished by Janet. Regardless, it's fun, lively, and positive, and everyone could use a little less drama in their lives and some brightness throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rumorsayz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/MaryJBlige1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://rumorsayz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/MaryJBlige1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary J. Blige - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/01%20Just%20Fine.mp3"&gt;Just Fine&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGrowing-Pains%2Fdp%2FB00110DT4C%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1200025493%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Growing Pains&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Mary J. Blige - No More Drama at the 2002 Grammy's. I appreciate the energy and upper body physicality that Mary J. brings to her songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_se5P3yioO4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_se5P3yioO4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-8452393905653607548?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8452393905653607548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8452393905653607548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8452393905653607548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8452393905653607548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/having-really-good-time-im-not.html' title='&quot;Having a really good time, I&apos;m not complaining, and I&apos;m a still wear a smile when it&apos;s raining...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3984653585284454787</id><published>2008-01-07T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:08:35.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Looks like an early winter for us..."</title><content type='html'>This weather is out of control! The other day was incredibly cold, and now it's practically in the 60s. I don't mind it much, it can be spring outside if the world so chooses, but it's still winter in some other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://musicandlyrics.ibloggie.com/files/2006/11/gwenlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://musicandlyrics.ibloggie.com/files/2006/11/gwenlight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/04%20Early%20Winter.mp3"&gt;Early Winter&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000V6586Y%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1199763392%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Sweet Escape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouYlyDsWUXA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouYlyDsWUXA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she not one of the loveliest women in music? I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-3984653585284454787?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3984653585284454787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3984653585284454787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3984653585284454787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3984653585284454787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2008/01/looks-like-early-winter-for-us.html' title='&quot;Looks like an early winter for us...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7985277503542170109</id><published>2007-12-23T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:50:53.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"Spent some time just talking about who we were..."</title><content type='html'>I was watching the movie, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0449061/"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;, while curled up on the couch and really enjoyed this song that was played near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/1492036984_d8696f4c75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/1492036984_d8696f4c75.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Perishers - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/05%20Nothing%20Like%20You%20And%20I.mp3"&gt;  Nothing Like You and I&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLet-There-Be-Morning-Perishers%2Fdp%2FB0007X9UBK%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1198438582%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Let There Be Morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to start making a trifle, and pick up my old friend Sara to go last minute holiday shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays, everybody! :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7985277503542170109?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7985277503542170109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7985277503542170109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7985277503542170109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7985277503542170109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/spent-some-time-just-talking-about-who.html' title='&quot;Spent some time just talking about who we were...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/1492036984_d8696f4c75_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-8357400687685669177</id><published>2007-12-17T00:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:36:24.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"You ask me how I'm doing, but you already know..."</title><content type='html'>No thoughts for this post. Just music that I'm listening to at this moment, and a silent prayer that people have bigger minds and hearts than to succumb to the things they hear about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.andywillsher.com/gal/gallery6/gallery_6/slides/RyanAdams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.andywillsher.com/gal/gallery6/gallery_6/slides/RyanAdams.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Adams - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/07%20The%20Sadness.mp3"&gt;The Sadness&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2F29%2Fdp%2FB000V9HVR0%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1197869162%26sr%3D8-12&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;29&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Okay, wait. Though I did say I had no thoughts for this post, I have one tiny one. I find it fun that around the point when Ryan starts singing "Oh, I can give you whatever you're wanting," that the music and his vocals start to sound a bit like Remy Zero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8357400687685669177?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8357400687685669177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8357400687685669177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8357400687685669177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8357400687685669177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-ask-me-how-im-doing-but-you-already.html' title='&quot;You ask me how I&apos;m doing, but you already know...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-6489993289803495327</id><published>2007-12-15T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:13:33.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"We get so hungry, we eat each other alive..."</title><content type='html'>To end a wonderful and wintry day: Ben Lee fuzzy goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brisbane.diarystar.com.au/images/ben-lee12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://brisbane.diarystar.com.au/images/ben-lee12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben Lee - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/10%20So%20Hungry.mp3"&gt;Hungry&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000W0C4IE%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1197697047%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Ripe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Ben Lee has been getting more comfortable and laid back each time I see him perform. He seems to have forgotten himself as a famous artist who has been entertaining and singing for his entire life and embracing the creative and fun side of musicianship. This is quite amazing, because it creates a casual atmosphere to his concerts and draws the audience in as friends rather than people who are paying to see someone put on a show.  Ben Lee has always seemed like a caring and genuine individual and I am personally glad that this is showing through even more on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random other things:&lt;br /&gt;I've set my DVR to record &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt1141570/"&gt;Spongebob Squarepants - Atlantis Squarepantis&lt;/a&gt;. I'm 22 so I'm not hugely into Spongebob (if at all, though he is occasionally amusing. Gary owns though, not gonna lie), but David Bowie lends his voice to the role of the King of Atlantis. Kickin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this song on youtube after reading &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/news/strategist/this-is-how-new-york-casanova-paul-janka-works-334200.php"&gt;Gawker comments&lt;/a&gt; about a particular New York lothario and was incredibly amused. The Asian guy in the silver sparkly onesie is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Mike O'Connell with Dr. Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B2v-AkSj260&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B2v-AkSj260&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, but certainly not least, I've had the website &lt;a href="http://www.icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;I Can Has Cheezburger?&lt;/a&gt; in my links section since I started this music blog. I think cat memes are funny, what can I say. Today, my friend Bruce's caption made the front page of the site! So check it out and pay his &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2007/12/14/ceiling-cat-in-meeting-nao-i-can-takes-message-for-u/#comments"&gt;particular cat caption&lt;/a&gt; a visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-6489993289803495327?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6489993289803495327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6489993289803495327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6489993289803495327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6489993289803495327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-get-so-hungry-we-eat-each-other.html' title='&quot;We get so hungry, we eat each other alive...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5571729417510956589</id><published>2007-12-13T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:38:49.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"I know you in autumn and I must be there..."</title><content type='html'>I was watching a recorded episode of The Simpsons on my DVR (The Homer of Seville) when I fell in love with the song that Homer was singing in the hospital montage. It sounded familiar and was clearly some Broadway number that I couldn't place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, it was "If Ever I Would Leave You" from Camelot. And while some critics (cough cough IGN cough cough) touted Dan Castellaneta's rendition as unimaginative, I thought it was sweet and an appropriate showcase of his personal talent. And it gives the Homer character a romantic depth and soul that is so very appreciated when it is displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.utterz.com/imgs/i/d0/d04965df869f07d188495f03a37f3347.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.utterz.com/imgs/i/d0/d04965df869f07d188495f03a37f3347.JPEG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Goulet - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Robert%20Goulet%20-%20If%20Ever%20I%20Would%20Leave%20You.mp3"&gt; If Ever I Would Leave You&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FCamelot-1960-Original-Broadway-Cast%2Fdp%2FB000007OHW%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1197603069%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Camelot (1960 Original Broadway Cast Recording)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer Simpson (Dan Castellaneta) - If Ever I Would Leave You - The Homer of Seville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGrfBEdSZvY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGrfBEdSZvY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-5571729417510956589?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5571729417510956589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5571729417510956589' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5571729417510956589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5571729417510956589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-you-in-autumn-and-i-must-be.html' title='&quot;I know you in autumn and I must be there...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-1018416843328091647</id><published>2007-12-11T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:43:00.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"The way you changed my life. No, they can't take that away from me..."</title><content type='html'>Sunday evening, Alison and I went and saw Rebecca Sponseller, David Hicks, and Larry Whitfield perform a holiday themed cabaret called Jeoparadet at the Duplex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the pleasure of seeing this trio before, and they are constantly surprising me as an audience member with interesting and dynamic additions to their repertoire. Not only are they talented, but they're genuine and hilarious. So if you like hearing beautiful singing voices, musical theater, and/or holiday music, or if you like playing Jeopardy and drinking, these three have the event for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some songs of theirs that have always stuck out to me have been "A Step Too Far" from Aida, "Next 10 Minutes" from The Last Five Years, "Someone to Fall Back On" by Jason Robert Brown, songs from Company, etc. This particular performance renewed my love for Gershwin's "They Can't Take That Away From Me" and "Unusual Way" from the musical Nine, as well as Carole King's "Will You Love Me Tomorrow" (the last of which has been a personal favorite of people I've known through the years, and the one that I fortuitously picked when my number was drawn to choose a category).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are even still tickets available for next week's show. So New York City readers, &lt;a href="http://theduplex.com/webcalendar/view_entry.php?id=3049&amp;amp;date=20071216"&gt;get to it&lt;/a&gt;! It's 10 bucks well spent. And hey, if you meet the singers afterwards, tell them that you read about them on a blog, haha. They might enjoy the momentary internet fame, who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lpcoverlover.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/img_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://lpcoverlover.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/img_1055.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Louis%20Armstrong%20%26%20Ella%20Fitzgerald%20-%20They%20Can%27t%20Take%20That%20Away%20From%20Me.mp3"&gt;They Can't Take That Away From Me&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBest-Ella-Fitzgerald-Louis-Armstrong%2Fdp%2FB0000047FO%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1197351068%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Best of Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And because I love Fred Astaire's rendition, here's the video for it from way back when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipOfF-eZPkQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipOfF-eZPkQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST Singers - Unusual Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqRUJnT-Ioc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqRUJnT-Ioc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-1018416843328091647?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1018416843328091647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1018416843328091647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1018416843328091647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1018416843328091647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/way-you-changed-my-life-no-they-cant.html' title='&quot;The way you changed my life. No, they can&apos;t take that away from me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1513097653192235810</id><published>2007-12-06T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T01:07:00.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Your services are not required. Your future's bleak, you're so last week..."</title><content type='html'>Being that Radiohead is going to be taking down the digital download for their latest album, In Rainbows, soon enough, I figured I'd take the time to finally download it. I really respect their distribution move in allowing fans to pay whatever they wanted for the basic download, and then if they wanted hard copies or various higher level formats, they had to shell out a normal price. That makes sense to me. If more artists follow suit, Radiohead will have spearheaded a musical revolution, and I'm glad to be a normal fan and can participate. Granted, I decided to only pay 2 bucks for my copy, but hey, it's better than nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for them, the songs from the more advanced formats have already leaked, the one I'm posting here included (so if it needs to be taken down, someone let me know and I'll be glad to do it). I downloaded Radiohead's "Down is the New Up" from their second disc prior to even listening to the first. All I can say is that this one song has a hot beat. Seriously, the sound = sextastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Radiohead%20-%20Down%20is%20the%20New%20Up.mp3"&gt;Down is the New Up&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;In Rainbows Disc 2&lt;/i&gt; digital, vinyl, and CD formats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might as well link to this Radiohead music video. It's classic. And I've always wondered what the man said. Just:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R5X7HKxpiQA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R5X7HKxpiQA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-1513097653192235810?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1513097653192235810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1513097653192235810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1513097653192235810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1513097653192235810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-services-are-not-required-your.html' title='&quot;Your services are not required. Your future&apos;s bleak, you&apos;re so last week...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8296701367458085315</id><published>2007-12-05T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:41:03.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"They got nothing left on which we depend, so we waste every ounce, of your bright blood, and off with their heads!"</title><content type='html'>I was listening to my Shins albums today while doing Biology and Physics work, so I felt like posting about it. They've been featured recently in commercials for &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=s5QiqbHp5Q8"&gt;cell phones with the integrated mp3 and music video playing technology&lt;/a&gt;, so clearly, your wireless services want you to listen to the Shins. As does Zach Braff (at least he did a few years ago with &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0333766/"&gt; Garden State&lt;/a&gt;). Anyway, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I was perusing some of my favorite music blogs (which are listed in the panel on the left), and &lt;a href="http://www.musicforants.com/"&gt;Music for Kids Who Can't Read Good&lt;/a&gt; also just mentioned the Shins in a "22 Best Videos of 2007" post. I happen to completely agree about that video, which is below, because it is sweet and funny. Especially the part when the guy dressed up as the bush runs back to the van. Anyway, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.underexposed.org.uk/shins/shins23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.underexposed.org.uk/shins/shins23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shins - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/The%20Shins%20-%2001%20Sleeping%20Lessons.mp3"&gt; Sleeping Lessons &lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWincing-The-Night-Away%2Fdp%2FB000YN32TY%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Ddmusic%26qid%3D1196882713%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Wincing the Night Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shins - Australia, in which we find James Mercer and men of the Shins doing their part to help the planet by liberating balloons. This video makes my heart happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHTSxw6zN1E&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHTSxw6zN1E&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-8296701367458085315?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8296701367458085315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8296701367458085315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8296701367458085315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8296701367458085315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/they-got-nothing-left-on-which-we.html' title='&quot;They got nothing left on which we depend, so we waste every ounce, of your bright blood, and off with their heads!&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4722628122582221343</id><published>2007-12-03T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:04:22.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"The times we had, oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow, were not all bad..."</title><content type='html'>As I was commuting home to my random mix of music, I realized that this is an amazing song to hear while nearing your home. The instrumentation builds and it really feels like you're arriving someplace, making a grand entrance, rather than just adhering to a regular routine. In addition, the layering of the horns section adds a bit of the exotic with its French flair. It reminds me of French Cafe music, though I believe I remember it being cited that Beirut was going for a more Eastern European feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.speedofdark-web.com/speedofdark/2007/Allimages/Beirut/Beirut-band-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.speedofdark-web.com/speedofdark/2007/Allimages/Beirut/Beirut-band-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Beirut%20-%2004%20-%20Postcards%20From%20Italy.mp3"&gt;Postcards from Italy&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGulag-Orkestar-Beirut%2Fdp%2FB000F5GO0A%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1196739943%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Gulag Orkestar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look! Here's Beirut singing Nantes in a Take Away Concert (which are amazing, by the way. If you haven't discovered these unique performances, by all means, run and &lt;a href="http://www.takeawayshows.com/"&gt;watch!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc3ZAs17uAg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc3ZAs17uAg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've diverted from the subject, but I was still thinking about the Take Away Shows produced by La Blogotheque. 41.1 - Arcade Fire is my favorite because they play in an elevator. The band member tearing the magazine pages wins my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjxef8AfVQg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjxef8AfVQg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-4722628122582221343?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4722628122582221343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4722628122582221343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4722628122582221343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4722628122582221343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/times-we-had-oh-when-wind-would-blow.html' title='&quot;The times we had, oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow, were not all bad...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4578933187889292311</id><published>2007-12-02T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:47:05.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"I can see so clearly when your smoke gets in my eyes. Please me with your promises, and hurt me with your lies..."</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that Ben Lee is opening (along with Josh Ritter) for Aimee Mann on her holiday tour. That means on December 14th, Ben Lee will be playing in New York City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a holiday party and class that day, but let's see if I can squeeze in an hour to see everyone's favorite Australian singer who has a button with a picture of me on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's the video for the first single off his latest album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Omu-_SIWCRQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Omu-_SIWCRQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite excited for this new development.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4578933187889292311?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4578933187889292311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4578933187889292311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4578933187889292311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4578933187889292311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-can-see-so-clearly-when-your-smoke.html' title='&quot;I can see so clearly when your smoke gets in my eyes. Please me with your promises, and hurt me with your lies...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-3841784322118665108</id><published>2007-12-02T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:12:58.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now - to break this spell..."</title><content type='html'>Today was the first snowfall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! I'm not really a fan of snow (only because on worse days it turns to ice), but running into the living room and seeing all the trees just slightly frosted with soft snow, and the sky glowing a bright grey made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It helped, I believe, that soon after waking, my mom and I made an amazing pumpkin soup, corn muffins, and drank tea/cocoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an utterly cozy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite winter song. Period. I have an obscene number of renditions of this song available if people want them, but for now, here's a delightful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.toronto.com/images/25/c9/3918e3b54320a9df49a6e8024fd3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://media.toronto.com/images/25/c9/3918e3b54320a9df49a6e8024fd3.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin James and the Little Big Band feat. Roxanne Potvin - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/colinjamesandthelittlebigbandfeat.roxannepotvin-babyitscoldoutside.mp3"&gt; Baby, It's Cold Outside &lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000X4134U%2Fsr%3D8-2%2Fqid%3D1196643275%3Fie%3DUTF8%26me%3D%26qid%3D1196643275%26sr%3D8-2%26seller%3D&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Montalban and Esther Williams. (I enjoy the fluidity of their movement in this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpAdEYU3btg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpAdEYU3btg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-3841784322118665108?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3841784322118665108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3841784322118665108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3841784322118665108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3841784322118665108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wish-i-knew-how-your-eyes-are-like.html' title='&quot;I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now - to break this spell...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7556016585887926219</id><published>2007-11-30T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:35:45.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"Love me just enough..."</title><content type='html'>Today is my parent's anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul Esparza - Marry Me a Little (Live at Barnes &amp;amp; Noble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NFQhaVgu8pc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NFQhaVgu8pc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-7556016585887926219?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7556016585887926219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7556016585887926219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7556016585887926219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7556016585887926219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-me-just-enough.html' title='&quot;Love me just enough...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-9198821206187465720</id><published>2007-11-24T02:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:22:41.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>"Locked up with all of my people..."</title><content type='html'>The second song that was played on the radio was The Presets' "My People."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing "Are You the One?" on So You Think You Can Dance this past season, I was beyond intrigued. The group's sound fell right into a spectrum of bands I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to group them in with Interpol, She Wants Revenge, and The Faint. They are the most similar to the Faint, I believe, because the music has an edge and anger that contributes to its immense danceability. But the vocals are in between Interpol but not quite She Wants Revenge (I suppose this might just be a roundabout way of referring to the staccato deep voiced delivery of lyrics known to Paul Banks and Justin Warfield. Yeah, the Presets fall in line with that). The Presets are a little less post-punk, a lot more electronic, so if that's your scene, then these Australian guys are for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When "My People" came on the other night, it felt like it was in direct opposition to Modest Mouse, but both were such distinct entities that the combination of the two by way of intelligent callers really caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elevenmagazine.com.au/images/features/2007/march/the_presets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.elevenmagazine.com.au/images/features/2007/march/the_presets.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Presets - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/The%20Presets%20-%20My%20People.mp3"&gt; My People&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;And here's the clip from So You Think You Can Dance that introduced me to the Presets. I'm surprised I hadn't heard them earlier, but oh well. Much like the dance, the band brings the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vWSAS6Zxbc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vWSAS6Zxbc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-9198821206187465720?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/9198821206187465720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=9198821206187465720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/9198821206187465720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/9198821206187465720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/locked-up-with-all-of-my-people.html' title='&quot;Locked up with all of my people...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3614744747809973274</id><published>2007-11-22T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T01:56:35.196-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Well, we know we had the good things but those never seem to last..."</title><content type='html'>I was driving home from a pre-Thanksgiving Mongolian barbecue dinner with some friends when I flipped on the radio to a request hour broadcasting from a local NJ rock station. I don't know who had called in, but two listeners back-to-back made excellent choices. Listener 1 asked for Modest Mouse, and listener 2 requested The Presets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse, while not at all high on my personal lists of favorite groups, remains a band close to my heart. Ocean Breathes Salty helped me cope with the passing of my grandmother 2 years ago, and I respect the direction that they take both lyrically and melodically. Despite being pegged as band to watch by dozens of major media outlets (MTV, Rolling Stone, etc) in the past years, they have held on to the sound and quirks that are unique to them. They do not let others dictate their image yet still manage to evolve in a positive direction. The song that was played on the radio is a smooth and graceful, yet distinctly Modest Mouse tune. However, with the addition of The Shins lead singer on backing vocals, a listener can distinctly discover the influences of the Shins not only on the lyrics, but in the way the song continues instrumentally and atmospherically towards the end of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the Modest Mouse selection that was on the airwaves earlier tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a702.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/37/l_46a14cc4c7a73cec53b44ca425f6aedd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://a702.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/37/l_46a14cc4c7a73cec53b44ca425f6aedd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Modest%20Mouse%20-%20Missed%20the%20Boat.mp3"&gt;Missed the Boat&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWere-Dead-Before-Ship-Even%2Fdp%2FB000MRA4WK%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1195713073%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for kicks:&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse - Ocean Breathes Salty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-n4Sd-USFkQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-n4Sd-USFkQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-3614744747809973274?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3614744747809973274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3614744747809973274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3614744747809973274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3614744747809973274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-we-know-we-had-good-things-but.html' title='&quot;Well, we know we had the good things but those never seem to last...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-2864990015543475605</id><published>2007-11-18T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:28:14.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Oh, darling, I need you to forget everything..."</title><content type='html'>I think I'm partial to bands from New Zealand. That might be a bit of an exaggeration, considering the fact that I can currently only think of two: The Flight of the Conchords, and Cut Off Your Hands. I bet there are other folks I cannot recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cut Off Your Hands have gotten the opportunity to support touring acts that I really enjoy (Bloc Party, We Are Scientists, etc) and for good reason. Their sound meshes right in with some of these greats, bringing in an energetic vibrancy that would invariably pump a crowd up in just the right way for an overall enthusiastic musical experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody and guitarwork reminds me a bit of The Strokes, but the singing stands alone. And randomly, if I were to compare them to a candy, they would be Skittles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yourgigs.com.au/static/media/x300/172600_172582_coyh_057_pr_shot_1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.yourgigs.com.au/static/media/x300/172600_172582_coyh_057_pr_shot_1_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut Off Your Hands - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/11/18/1592722/Cut%20Off%20Your%20Hands%20-%20Still%20Fond.mp3"&gt;Still Fond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut Off Your Hands - Expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zYYatNwmtc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zYYatNwmtc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this marching band earns my respect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuRfQlMu2VY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuRfQlMu2VY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" 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/7171179158879652446-2864990015543475605?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2864990015543475605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2864990015543475605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2864990015543475605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2864990015543475605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-darling-i-need-to-forget-everything.html' title='&quot;Oh, darling, I need you to forget everything...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-3598600914082438553</id><published>2007-11-16T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:49:24.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"The negative sex is power for a life time..."</title><content type='html'>I went out to the I Am X concert with Chris and Aaron and had an amazing time. Aaron was handed Chris Corner's sweat rag, Chris got the drummer's broken drumstick, and Chris Corner grabbed my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was powerful and electrifying, and our dancing was out of control. I can safely say that the three of us masterminded screaming "Bring Me Back a Dog" to try and get the band to play it for the encore, and I Am X heard us and complied! The fans were lively and friendly, and since the show wasn't sold out this time around, we had the room to explore the atmosphere that the concert created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rz0u5ydGIlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JTaJZ6NopA0/s1600-h/20400-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rz0u5ydGIlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JTaJZ6NopA0/s200/20400-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133310720603464274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am X - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/IAMX%20-%20The%20Negative%20Sex.mp3"&gt;The Negative Sex&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAlternative-I-Am-X%2Fdp%2FB000EXDQ68%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1195189706%26sr%3D8-3&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Alternative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-3598600914082438553?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3598600914082438553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3598600914082438553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3598600914082438553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3598600914082438553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/negative-sex-is-power-for-life-time.html' title='&quot;The negative sex is power for a life time...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rz0u5ydGIlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JTaJZ6NopA0/s72-c/20400-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-4949687070428758812</id><published>2007-11-12T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:10:25.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Your paranoia casts aspersions on the truths you know..."</title><content type='html'>I lasted a whole 1.5 posts with that theme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with stuff from my not-sunshiney playlist. What's the point in highlighting angst or sadness thematically? That's no fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the Calvin Harris (well, Calvin Harris Lite) crowd, here's some Just Jack. Just Jack makes use of an entertaining (aka sitcommy) band name along with some basic old school electronic beats. The song that's been around for a while, "Starz in Their Eyes" is 90's Daria background music-esque combined with a looping measure that's almost Daft Punkish in nature. This is in addition to their sing songy spoken word lyrics. I don't know how the combination of three very different components creates such an infectious song, but it works. The hip-hop/dance/Brit sound may take a bit to grow on you, but surely enough, you will enjoy this song. I've noticed more radio stations have begun to play this lately, so I decided to put it up here in case, like me, people heard something they liked and wanted to know where to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thisisfakediy.co.uk/upload/justjack300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.thisisfakediy.co.uk/upload/justjack300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Jack - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Just%20Jack%20-%20Stars%20In%20Their%20Eyes.mp3"&gt;Starz in Their Eyes &lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FOvertones%2Fdp%2FB000VQO9JQ%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1194847454%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Overtones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4949687070428758812?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4949687070428758812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4949687070428758812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4949687070428758812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4949687070428758812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-paranoia-casts-aspersions-on.html' title='&quot;Your paranoia casts aspersions on the truths you know...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7328189254927350212</id><published>2007-11-06T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:02:16.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"And we're changing our ways, taking different roads. Then love, love will tear us apart again..."</title><content type='html'>Joy Division is one of my favorite 80's bands. &lt;a href="http://www.corbijn.co.uk/"&gt;Anton Corbijn&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put those two together, and you have what will undoubtedly be an upcoming unforgettable film experience in Control. I think I've mentioned this film before, but I really cannot wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7c2_B_cWK_M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7c2_B_cWK_M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that they are most famous for has always been very fascinating to me. The idea that love can tear things apart, that something so positive can create a negative? Well, it's very paradoxical is all. Or something intelligent along those lines which I currently cannot use my brain power to expand upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://members.aol.com/vmelo1/raw/edjoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://members.aol.com/vmelo1/raw/edjoy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Division - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Joy%20Division%20-%20Love%20Will%20Tear%20Us%20Apart.mp3"&gt;Love Will Tear Us Apart&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSubstance-Joy-Division%2Fdp%2FB000002LEU%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1194410065%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Substance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And what I've always thought was the direct opposition to Joy Division's "Love Will Tear Us Apart:" Captain and Tenille's "Love Will Keep Us Together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZoJrAM_18a8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZoJrAM_18a8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I side in the directly contradictory arguments between the Captain and Ian Curtis? I'm not really sure, haha. But they sure are fun to listen to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7328189254927350212?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7328189254927350212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7328189254927350212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7328189254927350212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7328189254927350212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-were-changing-our-ways-taking.html' title='&quot;And we&apos;re changing our ways, taking different roads. Then love, love will tear us apart again...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8836453901858964752</id><published>2007-11-05T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:06:00.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"And this is my mind, and although you try to infringe, you cannot confine..."</title><content type='html'>So, I think I'm going to do a theme for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy themes and such, so the upcoming posts of songs (until I post about changing it), are all from a particular playlist that I use when I don't feel my sunshiniest. I feel they are of the extremes in the emotional spectra, either really sad, or incredibly feisty. But that's what works for me. Until I unearth my mp3s, here are some videos of the songs from the list. Maybe I'll toss in some of the lyrics sometimes, I'm a sucker for a good line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Nash - Mouthwash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsoLMXHhx2k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsoLMXHhx2k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Folds and the Western Australian Symphony Orchestra - Smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z983gjrRgEM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z983gjrRgEM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7171179158879652446-8836453901858964752?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8836453901858964752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8836453901858964752' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8836453901858964752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8836453901858964752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-this-is-my-mind-and-although-you.html' title='&quot;And this is my mind, and although you try to infringe, you cannot confine...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-493234700940800344</id><published>2007-11-01T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:23:09.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Strike. Match. Light. Fire..."</title><content type='html'>Boston was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved being there in an ever charming town and visiting my friends, whom I miss. Amongst a plethora of memories that I will enjoy and cherish, partying at Bruce and Dani's reminded me so much of 51, quality dinner and chat time with Dani was valued mucho, and staying up super late with Bryn was incredibly entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No make left!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some M.I.A as a shout out to those kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Ryli8dj0uLI/AAAAAAAAACI/zrcgxCbSiNk/s1600-h/MIA.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Ryli8dj0uLI/AAAAAAAAACI/zrcgxCbSiNk/s200/MIA.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127738441604577458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.I.A - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/MIA-Kala-01%20Bamboo%20Banga.mp3"&gt;Bamboo Banga&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FKala%2Fdp%2FB000VAHFCK%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Ddmusic%26qid%3D1193895060%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Kala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.I.A - Bird Flu&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Kq16GAuNcg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Kq16GAuNcg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also! Thank you readers for 11,000 hits! You guys are awesome! :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-493234700940800344?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/493234700940800344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=493234700940800344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/493234700940800344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/493234700940800344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/11/strike-match-light-fire.html' title='&quot;Strike. Match. Light. Fire...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Ryli8dj0uLI/AAAAAAAAACI/zrcgxCbSiNk/s72-c/MIA.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-4487252180009092392</id><published>2007-10-26T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:34:39.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Love is war, I'm your soldier..."</title><content type='html'>When I first heard J. Holiday's "Bed," I was not impressed. I was driving into the city and Z100 had pegged it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; song for the fall/winter. It annoyed me lyrically as I found it to be a bit plain.  The chorus, to me, was the worst part because it overused the repetition of its words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the -ay chant that Rihanna makes use of is also present in this song, and it's effectively haunting. It imprinted itself in such a way, that while I hated the song, it stayed and grew to sound better than upon the initial listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it actually be *the* song for the fall/winter? I'm not sure. It's definitely not mine, but it's still nice and has a sense of ease to it that I think people will relate to. For the mainstream crowd that listens to Z100? Well, they might find that this song will stick around for just as long as they allow it to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.ent1.yimg.com/images.launch.yahoo.com/000/038/663/38663143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://us.ent1.yimg.com/images.launch.yahoo.com/000/038/663/38663143.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Holiday - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/J_Holiday_-_Bed.mp3"&gt;Bed&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBack-My-Lac-J-Holiday%2Fdp%2FB000V9KECY%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1193422716%26sr%3D8-1&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Back of My Lac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4487252180009092392?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4487252180009092392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4487252180009092392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4487252180009092392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4487252180009092392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-is-war-im-your-soldier.html' title='&quot;Love is war, I&apos;m your soldier...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4242385021096768539</id><published>2007-10-24T23:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:19:49.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I just can't refuse it. Like the way you do this..."</title><content type='html'>It took me a long time to accept Rihanna as a musical artist. Pon de Replay? Yeah, I severely loathed it. Her followup to that, Murderer, was not much better in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Umbrella came along, and that evened things out for me. Even the Chris Brown remix of that song is excellent. Her latest song is pretty fun too, particularly because it samples Michael Jackson. That's just ballsy. For however much chaos he's created with his personal life, his music is still classic, and you don't see many people attempting to pave their way with his established body of work. So I give Rihanna props for being bold in that respect. The sampled chant really supports her song quite well, and is my favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsday.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/15/rihanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://newsday.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/15/rihanna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Rihanna%20-%20Don%27t%20Stop%20The%20Music.mp3"&gt;Don't Stop the Music&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGood-Girl-Gone-Bad-Rihanna%2Fdp%2FB000OZ2CZW%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1193285207%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4242385021096768539?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4242385021096768539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4242385021096768539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4242385021096768539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4242385021096768539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-cant-refuse-it-like-way-you-do.html' title='&quot;I just can&apos;t refuse it. Like the way you do this...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-1864983154098372030</id><published>2007-10-22T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:01:15.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"She be walkin' round actin' all stank. And now she at the party lookin at me..."</title><content type='html'>Here's the scene. A week or two ago when I was at home taking care of my dad after his shoulder surgery, one of my responsibilities became dropping off and picking up my mom from her workplace - an elementary school in Newark. In the afternoons, the kids would hang around outside, waiting for their families. The first day, I noticed that ours was the only car not blasting rap or hip hop. The second day, I rolled in with some Kanye, and when my mom got to the car and opened the door, the kids turned their heads our way appreciatively. I told my mom I was going to up her music cred by the time the week was out. One song that I heard everyday that it seemed everyone happened to be listening to was Swizz Beats' Money in the Bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? It is maddeningly addictive. I kind of wish I was Harlem shuffling to the chorus right now. Except, I never do that in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sesac.com/news/images/swissbeatz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.sesac.com/news/images/swissbeatz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swizz Beats - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Swizz%20Beats%20-%20Money%20in%20the%20Bank.mp3"&gt;Money in the Bank&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FOne-Man-Band-Swizz-Beatz%2Fdp%2FB000Q3671W%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1193028925%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;One Man Band Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-1864983154098372030?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1864983154098372030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1864983154098372030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1864983154098372030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1864983154098372030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/she-be-walkin-round-actin-all-stank-and.html' title='&quot;She be walkin&apos; round actin&apos; all stank. And now she at the party lookin at me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1511151175318153437</id><published>2007-10-21T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:39:23.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"A little sweat ain't never hurt nobody..."</title><content type='html'>I have been on a bit of a hip-hop kick lately. So in the upcoming posts, you may hear from the likes of J. Holiday and Swizz Beats, amongst others. Just mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's Beyonce, because her "Get Me Bodied" song was stuck in my head after I saw everyone at Vlada simultaneously bust out dancing after my roommate Rebecca's cabaret show not too long ago. In their praise, there was not a poor dancer in the lot of them. I was signing some drink receipts so I could leave, but in that one moment, I had never felt a stronger urge to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song works so well because Beyonce never fights her inclination to be overindulgent with her voice. Her songs have a bit of excess in the rises and ways that she flaunts her ability. However, in this particular song, the beat and speed is overwhelming, so when she does bring her voice up and puts it to work in the "Baby, all I want is to let it go" segment, it's a welcome contrast to the rest of the number. It's an exercise in delayed gratification of sorts and it works in her favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://styletraxx.com/beyonce-picture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://styletraxx.com/beyonce-picture-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Beyonce%20-%20B-Day%20-%2002%20-%20Get%20Me%20Bodied.mp3"&gt; Get Me Bodied&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Famazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB000H0MKGA%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dcenter-2%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D1AZ3T7DD0M4KED43VDWH%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D101%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D292858801%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3D507846&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;B'day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Also, seriously, where did this come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkELRp4wKPs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkELRp4wKPs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It further cements the idea that Pink is an excellent singer and entirely underrated. I think she's more talented than Britney Spears and Beyonce anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-1511151175318153437?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1511151175318153437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1511151175318153437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1511151175318153437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1511151175318153437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-sweat-aint-never-hurt-nobody.html' title='&quot;A little sweat ain&apos;t never hurt nobody...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8903079731056943652</id><published>2007-10-10T23:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:04:21.068-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"We've been lying to eachother. Hey, let's just call this what it is: oil and water..."</title><content type='html'>Good God I love Brandon Boyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One specific reason why is that I quite enjoy is his penchant for songwriting a little left of center. He's not the greatest lyricist ever (Example: Love Hurts - "love hurts, but sometimes it's a good hurt.") But instead of saying, "there is no umbrella that would shelter this weather, " he uses the word "parasol." Just little things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and you know, Morning View is one of the most perfect albums ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/9269/brandonconszv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/9269/brandonconszv2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/08%20-%20Incubus%20-%20Oil%20And%20Water.mp3"&gt;Oil and Water&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLight-Grenades-Incubus%2Fdp%2FB000JBXXZ4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1192074444%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Light Grenades&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Incubus - Wish You Were Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/45-X3aIrYZ8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/45-X3aIrYZ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've only ever seen the unreleased version. How odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8903079731056943652?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8903079731056943652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8903079731056943652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8903079731056943652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8903079731056943652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/weve-been-lying-to-eachother-hey-lets.html' title='&quot;We&apos;ve been lying to eachother. Hey, let&apos;s just call this what it is: oil and water...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-938423228188799118</id><published>2007-10-08T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:05:46.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I feel your eyes burning holes straight through my heart. It's out of love..."</title><content type='html'>To those who read this, sorry for being so absent lately. I returned home for a brief period to take care of my dad, who had shoulder surgery. Anyway, I'm back, and with more really random music that I happen to be listening to at the moment when I choose to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had Antony and the Johnsons stuck in my head. I was listening to it on the way to work. When I had first heard "You Are My Sister" back in the day, it took me a while to get used to his voice, but having done so, I always find myself lured in by the warble. To those who are not familiar, it truly is a quality that proves itself difficult to conquer, but is worth extra listens. Antony and the Johnsons' music has also garnered the attention and contributions of some great performers like Lou Reed, Boy George, Rufus Wainwright, etc and, if memory serves, was even progressively used in the film adaptation of V for Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read a lot of reviews of live performances, and talked to a few people who've witnessed the act firsthand, so apparently Antony's live persona is mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alwaysontherun.net/antony1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.alwaysontherun.net/antony1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antony and the Johnsons - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/07FistfulOfLove.mp3"&gt;Fistful of Love&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fam-Bird-Now-Antony-Johnsons%2Fdp%2FB000777J2S%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1191898965%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;I Am a Bird Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Antony and the Johnsons - You are My Sister (Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6M7qQedSdKk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6M7qQedSdKk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-938423228188799118?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/938423228188799118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=938423228188799118' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/938423228188799118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/938423228188799118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-your-eyes-burning-holes-straight.html' title='&quot;I feel your eyes burning holes straight through my heart. It&apos;s out of love...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-5885692366478030747</id><published>2007-09-26T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:50:46.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><title type='text'>"And we were winning the war with a lighter and a peace pipe..."</title><content type='html'>Plushgun is, quite simply, my type of music, and more accurately, my kind of artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a do-it-yourselfer, a one man show: writing the lyrics, crafting the emittance of electro beats, and combining them with the digital purr of his vocals to create addictive indie pop music. When I hear "Just Impolite" or "Dancing in a Minefield" I think of a youthfully nostalgic Postal Service with the clear influence of the New York sound emerging through the speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layering of vocals is distinct and smooth with a bit of Depeche Mode in their orchestration and lift. The tunes tend to be on the more energetic side of pacing, but never run the risk of being too noisy or video-gamey in speed. It creates for a very balanced equation of vivacious melodies and peaceful singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos should go out then to Plushgun's Dan Ingala, who is undertaking this musical masterpiece on his own, without being signed onto record labels (shocking at how he's not been discovered in that way yet) or having the benefit of studio time and extreme production. Regardless, the music sounds amazing and is gaining a large fan following. You know what? I'm not even going to say much more. I'll let the talent speak for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rvqo56ZxhPI/AAAAAAAAACA/lpvuCa5532o/s1600-h/plushgun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rvqo56ZxhPI/AAAAAAAAACA/lpvuCa5532o/s200/plushgun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114586039715988722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plushgun - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Dancing%20in%20a%20Minefield.mp3"&gt;Dancing in a Minefield&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt; the Plushgun EP&lt;/i&gt; which can be purchased from the band's myspace page &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/plushgun"&gt;here&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;If you're in the NYC area, Plushgun is going to be performing at the Bitter End (147 Bleecker St) tomorrow night.  Show up, so one day when he is famous, you can say you were there at the first show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-5885692366478030747?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5885692366478030747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5885692366478030747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5885692366478030747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5885692366478030747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-we-were-winning-war-with-lighter.html' title='&quot;And we were winning the war with a lighter and a peace pipe...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rvqo56ZxhPI/AAAAAAAAACA/lpvuCa5532o/s72-c/plushgun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-344790747305960888</id><published>2007-09-25T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T01:05:54.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading..."</title><content type='html'>I've merely had this song stuck in my head all day. I remember hearing it in high school when the Lovage album came out and being severely impressed. I didn't know whether to take Dan the Automator (as producer) seriously because while the production is stellar, the music is sleazy, dark, intense, humorous, and visceral all wrapped into a loungey sultry trip-hoppy package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine this song as a band playing within a scene: taking drags from long cigarettes while the plumes of smoke billowed around the corner of a jazz bar, female patrons in form fitting dresses and bright red lipstick with loosely fingered curls while the men took swigs of scotch from their glasses and checked the cufflinks on their suits. Everybody wants to dab at the sweat just the tiniest bit, but no one does, Lovage's music is that kind of hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jschumacher.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/lovage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://jschumacher.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/lovage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovage - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/Lovage%20-%20Book%20of%20the%20Month.mp3"&gt;Book of the Month&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMusic-Make-Love-Your-Lady%2Fdp%2FB00005RTSV%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1190696016%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Music to Make Love to Your Old Lady By&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-344790747305960888?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/344790747305960888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=344790747305960888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/344790747305960888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/344790747305960888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-and-me-are-disease-and-germs-are.html' title='&quot;You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7391979356198312861</id><published>2007-09-23T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:05:09.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"Feels like the crowd is saying, 'Gimme gimme more'..."</title><content type='html'>What an amazing weekend! From the Metric preview tour to Trash to having friends over and running flailing down the street to the very perfect Sunday (in weather, activities, and company), I have had a blast and am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think that life can't get much better, and of course, am proven wrong by unforeseen forces that work on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is still so much left for me to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get some job stuff in order, like temping or substitute teaching, and career stuff in order, like finally blowing those MCATs out of the water, and energy stuff in order, like returning to dance and taking up boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I am quite happy, and ready for what the universe wants to throw my way.   So come on world, gimme more, I feel like I'm quite prepared for the responsibility of medical school, stress, puppies, apartment design, students, early mornings, and sore calves. And for everyone who reads this, I hope your dreams are coming true too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.detikhot.com/content_images/content/2006/03/28/230/brit200-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.detikhot.com/content_images/content/2006/03/28/230/brit200-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/9/22/1450849/BritneySpears%20-%20GimmeMore.mp3"&gt;Gimme More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 - Beautiful Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/omFdpnSu57U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/omFdpnSu57U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7171179158879652446-7391979356198312861?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7391979356198312861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7391979356198312861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7391979356198312861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7391979356198312861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/feels-like-crowd-is-saying-gimme-gimme.html' title='&quot;Feels like the crowd is saying, &apos;Gimme gimme more&apos;...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1004040715360429395</id><published>2007-09-21T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:27:59.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns..."</title><content type='html'>To preface this, I enjoy Julie Taymor. So when I had initially heard about &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0445922/"&gt;Across the Universe&lt;/a&gt;, I was delighted and intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing it, you know, I didn't like it much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to discuss this at length. There were some great parts: Bono, Eddie Izzard, Salma Hayek, the song Let it Be. Joe Anderson, who played Max, was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm saving music inspired movie love for &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0421082/"&gt;Control&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0368794/"&gt;I'm Not There&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rhythms-riffs.com/wp-content/Beatles05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.rhythms-riffs.com/wp-content/Beatles05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/beatles_acrosstheuniverse.mp3"&gt;Across the Universe&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLet-Be-Beatles%2Fdp%2FB000002UB6%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1190393393%26sr%3D8-12&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Let It Be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-1004040715360429395?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1004040715360429395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1004040715360429395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1004040715360429395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1004040715360429395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/limitless-undying-love-which-shines.html' title='&quot;Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-468116724920699897</id><published>2007-09-19T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:44:33.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"So if you care to find me, look to the western sky..."</title><content type='html'>Last night, at &lt;a href="http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/11349561/"&gt;Marie's Crisis&lt;/a&gt; during the celebration of Brian's birthday, I realized that I am horrible at remembering the lyrics to musicals. The exceptions being Rent and Wicked as both those musicals are immensely special to me for various reasons ranging from obviously inspirational to deeply personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if these days are very Rent and Wicked worthy, with Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal's extended performances and the presence of Jesse L. Martin in my neighborhood. (Though, using better judgment than I have with performers I've admired in the past, I avoided Rent-stalking him. For now anyway). And with the start of my MCAT classes swiftly approaching, those around me should know that Wicked will be on repeat constantly in an effort to keep my mindset positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On two random notes, I really think that the graphic design used in association with Wicked is phenomenal in its simplicity. In addition, Idina Menzel's voice really shines when she opens up her vowels. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.broadwayinchicago.com/images/wicked0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.broadwayinchicago.com/images/wicked0606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Wicked%20-%20Defying%20Gravity.mp3"&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWicked-2003-Original-Broadway-Cast%2Fdp%2FB0000TB01Y%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1190234399%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Wicked Original Broadway Cast Recording&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-468116724920699897?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/468116724920699897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=468116724920699897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/468116724920699897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/468116724920699897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-if-you-care-to-find-me-look-to.html' title='&quot;So if you care to find me, look to the western sky...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-3520429434338362092</id><published>2007-09-16T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:22:58.038-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I can stay awake for you if you can stay awake for me..."</title><content type='html'>Friday evening, &lt;a href="http://rissandtonic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Riss&lt;/a&gt; came over for dinner and drinks. &lt;a href="http://socialitecommentary.blogspot.com/"&gt;My roommate&lt;/a&gt; made the most stellar dinner (that I've still been raving about for two days) and we had a great time that was incredibly chill and relaxed. It might have helped that between 3 people, we managed to go through 4 bottles of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cosmogirl.com/cm/cosmogirl/images/Howie-Day-med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.cosmogirl.com/cm/cosmogirl/images/Howie-Day-med.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howie Day - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/04%20Slow%20Down.mp3"&gt;Slow Down&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAustralia-Howie-Day%2Fdp%2FB000068CZN%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1189965402%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And just for fun, here's the Spike Jonze directed Adidas commercial which features Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. The song is titled Hello Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Zvqf3sF0b4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Zvqf3sF0b4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-3520429434338362092?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3520429434338362092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3520429434338362092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3520429434338362092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3520429434338362092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-can-stay-awake-for-you-if-you-can.html' title='&quot;I can stay awake for you if you can stay awake for me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1323354103596563758</id><published>2007-09-13T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T01:33:39.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat..."</title><content type='html'>There's really nothing to today's musical post. I had it stuck in my head the other day at lunch because the restaurant was playing it in the background. Since then, I have grown to have other song choices stuck in my head, Patrick Wolf's Overture, for instance, or embarrassingly, a Jessica Simpson tune tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opted for the Gwen Stefani song because I don't think it was ever played enough and was a silly and lighthearted gem off her first solo project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a26/qnk0tnmth/gwen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a26/qnk0tnmth/gwen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/05%20Bubble%20Pop%20Electric.mp3"&gt;Bubble Pop Electric&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLove-Angel-Music-Baby-Stefani%2Fdp%2FB00064AEJW%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1189745977%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Love. Angel. Music. Baby.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Random other comment, I think Gwen Stefani is one of those people who looks a lot better with less makeup on. Like in the following videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath It All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNan4AWppR8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNan4AWppR8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 in the Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1Vql2KG28Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1Vql2KG28Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-1323354103596563758?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1323354103596563758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1323354103596563758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1323354103596563758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1323354103596563758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/gonna-speed-it-down-and-slow-it-up-in.html' title='&quot;Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-335431331188295825</id><published>2007-09-12T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:45:57.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"I fought the law and the law won..."</title><content type='html'>The other evening, I went out and saw an early release of &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0455782/"&gt;The Hunting Party&lt;/a&gt;, the movie based on the Scott K. Anderson's 2000 Esquire article, &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/ESQ1000-EQ12224_57.F"&gt;"What I Did On My Summer Vacation&lt;/a&gt;." Though there weren't many people in the theater, it seemed that everyone, including myself, had a great time and while walking out of the theater, conversations on the implications of the subject were immediately started. I had problems with the fictionalized "this is what should've happened" vigilante ending, but overall, the movie was really delightful, suspenseful, funny, and thought provoking all at once. Prior to this, I never truly considered the idea of bureaucracy in hunting for war criminals, but this movie put a new perspective on global politics for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of the movie and how much fun I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://arted.osu.edu/160/images/p_k/clash_bw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://arted.osu.edu/160/images/p_k/clash_bw.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clash - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/The%20Clash%20-%20I%20Fought%20The%20Law.mp3"&gt;I Fought the Law&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FEssential-Clash%2Fdp%2FB00008H2K0%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1189628225%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Essential Clash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hunting Party Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3SziciFeQ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3SziciFeQ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7171179158879652446-335431331188295825?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/335431331188295825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=335431331188295825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/335431331188295825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/335431331188295825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-fought-law-and-law-won.html' title='&quot;I fought the law and the law won...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-5610425422768434556</id><published>2007-09-09T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T10:14:52.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Tujhse milna purani Dillli mein..."</title><content type='html'>Thursday marked my cousin Deepti's birthday. So Friday evening, my family and I went over to her house to have food with... more family, haha. Her husband Prasanna made dinner and I brought the cake (Tiramisu birthday cake) and we all had a great time. Music was playing in the background and their two kids seemed to really enjoy it, and watching them dance around and dancing with them a teeny bit, so did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yashrajfilms.com/Pages/e8820706-101b-44af-ab73-514f7e43445f/d2news.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://yashrajfilms.com/Pages/e8820706-101b-44af-ab73-514f7e43445f/d2news.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom 2 - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Dhoom%20Again.mp3"&gt;Dhoom Again&lt;/a&gt; from the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSunidhi-Chakrabarthy-Mukherjee-Mahalaxmi-Dominique%2Fdp%2FB000JMJWT4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1189347086%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Dhoom 2 Soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;Kajra Re from Bunty Aur Babli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KhMToF8CIE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KhMToF8CIE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-5610425422768434556?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5610425422768434556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5610425422768434556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5610425422768434556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5610425422768434556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/tujhse-milna-purani-dillli-mein.html' title='&quot;Tujhse milna purani Dillli mein...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8114377152794649736</id><published>2007-09-05T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:01:55.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"So I'm moving to New York cuz I've got issues with my sleep. Looks like Christmas came early..."</title><content type='html'>I have had this post lined up since I started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to ask me when it was decided that I was moving to New York, I'd probably say since kindergarten when we were asked to draw pictures of ourselves and what we maybe wanted to be when we grew up. Tough question for a kid, right?. Being the adorable 5 or 6 year old that I was, I wrote down, "I want to be a docter. I want to live in New York or Los Angeles with my friends and family." Though I misspelled doctor, I have *never* wavered in any of my goals since.  I'm pretty stubborn. Yeah, I've done a lot of other things too, but I make my life happen in the way that I so choose. And finally, after years of hanging out here anyway and having strangers (and people I know) tell me that I seemed like I was from the city or belonged in it, I moved to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to ask me when it was decided with whom I was going to be living, I could not really begin to tell you. I know it was probably already set in place during our inseparable period of sophomore and junior year in college but neither &lt;a href="http://socialitecommentary.blogspot.com/"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; nor I can pinpoint that exact moment when one of us had an overhead lightbulb epiphany and said aloud, "we should live together." Maybe neither of us ever said anything. It could very well have been one of those ideas that both of us just happened to have at the same time and felt like it was in place all along. It was just very much understood that we were going to live together and then when we got a place that was distinctly ours it would look like fabulousity squared. Bunches of others had invited me to live with them over time, but I always refused, because there was something about our unspoken agreement that had the distinct feeling of being something great. And lo and behold, after a year, here I am and we are already having so much fun. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the song I've had picked out since I realized I was moving in. After that is the Wombat's latest single, which oddly enough is titled, "Let's Dance to Joy Division." And one of&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0421082"&gt;Joy Division's&lt;/a&gt; songs, coincidentally, being the ringtone for my roommate.  See! It all comes full circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.wrexhammusic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/wombats_band01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://blog.wrexhammusic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/wombats_band01.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wombats - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/The_Wombats-Moving_to_New_York.mp3"&gt;Moving to New York&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FGo-Pop-Wombats%2Fdp%2FB000RT3RMC%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1189049556%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Go Pop! Pop! Pop!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;The Wombats - Let's Dance to Joy Division&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyCi4CMD29w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyCi4CMD29w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alison Magnotti-Nagel, I know you read this and you're next in line for New York! I will purchase and roll out a red carpet in front of John Jay just for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8114377152794649736?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8114377152794649736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8114377152794649736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8114377152794649736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8114377152794649736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-im-moving-to-new-york-cuz-ive-got.html' title='&quot;So I&apos;m moving to New York cuz I&apos;ve got issues with my sleep. Looks like Christmas came early...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7589359890777745445</id><published>2007-09-03T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:58:56.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I ain't got no Red American Express..."</title><content type='html'>I apologize for being so absent lately, but it's all for good reason. After the last post, I drove off to Canada for a while and then returned home to (finally!) move to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff happened in Canada, I visited Niagara Falls for the first time since I was little. I was racially profiled on the border while coming home, too, haha. I got to hang out with my cousins whom I haven't seen in a year or two. People kept commenting about how my cousin Paul and I are so similar and one example to support that statement which I noticed was the fact that we had some of the same albums already playing in the cd player of our cars. The most notable of this was the Timbaland album, which is quite excellent because he crafts some killer, if sometimes not distinguishable from one another, beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in honor of fun in Brampton, here's Timbaland. Tomorrow, I'll do a post dedicated to moving to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsday.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/04/20/timbaland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://newsday.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/04/20/timbaland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Way_I_Are.mp3"&gt;The Way I Are&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FTimbaland-Presents-Shock-Value%2Fdp%2FB000NA26ZE%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1188831152%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Shock Value&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7589359890777745445?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7589359890777745445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7589359890777745445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7589359890777745445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7589359890777745445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-aint-got-no-red-american-express.html' title='&quot;I ain&apos;t got no Red American Express...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7557396821093442852</id><published>2007-08-22T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:58:04.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"You could blame it on the music but it wouldn't be right..."</title><content type='html'>I think of myspace as a huge joke, but sometimes, it comes through for ya. Myspace does a lot of secret music shows, one of which was the !!! (chk chk chk) show at Maxwell's. (Another of which was a James Blunt show, I don't know what I was thinking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, !!! was insane. They had a bit of makeup on but don't seem to be makeup wearing guys on the whole. I mention this because I feel like the addition of excessive makeup and glamness to the band would take it in a direction that it doesn't need to go. Anyway, enough people had heard of them where I got stuck in the back, but the energy was off the wall and for that sweaty good time, I commend them. They seem to oscillate back and forth between taking themselves a bit seriously (in a good way) and just cutting loose and doing silly things like dancing the twist in the middle of their songs. It's kind of like they hadn't realized that they're professional music makers and still retained that same somewhat juvenile fun of high school or college rock bands. Refreshing, really, because in that kind of atmosphere you can let go and dance and jump around with the audience and just go with the flow of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/231/503876456_dc0f34afaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/231/503876456_dc0f34afaf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! (chk chk chk) - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/chkchkchk-moonhotchip.mp3"&gt;Must Be The Moon (Hot Chip Remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! - Hello? Is This Thing On?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OpcCztJsTR8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OpcCztJsTR8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before I end this post, I checked my site counter thing earlier today and noticed that over the course of maybe 40 posts, I've gotten well over 5,000 people visit. So wow!! Thank you all for reading and listening! :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7557396821093442852?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7557396821093442852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7557396821093442852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7557396821093442852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7557396821093442852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-could-blame-it-on-music-but-it.html' title='&quot;You could blame it on the music but it wouldn&apos;t be right...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/231/503876456_dc0f34afaf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-6262128457504384960</id><published>2007-08-21T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:53:16.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"I needed you to notice..."</title><content type='html'>Returning from the weekend back into my concert list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny Toy Guns at Fearless Studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At two points during the year, I don't know what I was thinking as far as potential jobs were concerned. I sent in an application to be a veejay for both Concert TV and Fearless Music. The former did not get back to me though I thought it was a better prepared application and I've been to an insane number of concerts and have so many stories. I actually got the chance to interview for the latter (I genuinely assume that musical knowledge/cheery personality won them over, as I don't think of myself as looking like an "in front of the camera" person. Confirming this, they opted to go with this college frat looking dudebro, and then phased that out as well and mostly only show minimalistic studio performances). Anyway, Shiny Toy Guns were there that evening, and the small group of people who were there both as staff and interviewing got the chance to stand way in the back of the small space behind the cameras and catch the show. I count this as lucky because there must not have been more than 15 people total, if even that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their energy fit in with where they were performing. And the female lead sang each song boldly, even throwing herself on the ground a la Madonna or The Sounds, though I'm not sure if they used that footage because I know that the vocals and music wound up being out of sync the teeniest bit. I don't even think I had heard of them much or perhaps at all before then, but I know they performed Le Disko and Don't Cry Out and a few other songs. It felt like a supremely small set and I had to leave for another interview and couldn't stick around to chat up the band. That would've been something, yeah? I feel like they could've done more as far as being electrifying, but it was a studio performance rather than a full out concert. But it still felt like something special and you knew you were in the presence of a really fun band on the verge of something great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/445311839_eb416f4986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/445311839_eb416f4986.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny Toy Guns - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/05%20Dont%20Cry%20Out.mp3"&gt;Don't Cry Out&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAre-Pilots-Shiny-Toy-Guns%2Fdp%2FB000HXDETE%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1187721874%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;We Are Pilots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-6262128457504384960?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6262128457504384960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6262128457504384960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6262128457504384960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6262128457504384960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-needed-you-to-notice.html' title='&quot;I needed you to notice...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/445311839_eb416f4986_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-6303725515234384628</id><published>2007-08-16T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:28:53.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"And there will always be a part of me, nobody else is ever gonna see but you and me..."</title><content type='html'>Ben Folds at Muhlenberg College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ben Folds in March as a birthday present from the Randall to my Dante (bringing it back!) and co-BBIF (BBIF is a long story that involves a friend of ours calling me a "Big Breasted Indian Friend" except this girl's "I" stands for "Italian"), Alison. The auditorium was packed and Ben focused on a lot more of his newer material (Songs for Silverman and Supersunnyspeedgraphic). However, his piano playing ability was astronomical. I would think he was on crazy amounts of speed if it weren't for the fact that he was incredibly precise and playing like it was his last day on earth. Having seen him later with John Mayer, I can definitely say that the passion and drive were there at Muhlenberg and made for a better show. The best show I've seen of his, by far. It felt like he wanted to be there and wasn't just playing a show because he was on tour. He felt alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The energy level that he poured out onto the crowd was reflected back to him as a result, and he was very much a captivating presence. He kept discussing this $8000 instrument he had purchased (it looked like a keytar or synthesizer or something) and was hilarious. At one point, he launched into an insanely wonderful rendition of the Postal Service's "Such Great Heights" (better than the cover of it that's floating around online) and managed to play one instrument with his toes, while continuing on the piano with his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Ben Folds' direct line of sight (we showed up early and positioned ourselves as close to in front of his piano as possible) and had opted to wear very bright colors. We were clearly the only people who were rocking out and knew all the lyrics. During and after the show, Ali and I discussed amongst ourselves how we definitely thought that Ben Folds kept looking at us, and one or more of her friends who was with us said the same thing without having heard our story. This led us to the logical conclusion that Ben Folds probably thought we were awesome. And we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/465822610_db02087b98_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/465822610_db02087b98_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Folds - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Ben%20Folds%20-%20Gracie.mp3"&gt;Gracie&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FSongs-Silverman-Ben-Folds%2Fdp%2FB0007WF1XC%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1187287784%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Songs for Silverman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Folds - Landed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkysFQMHdj0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkysFQMHdj0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Folds - Such Great Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KI78874qbU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KI78874qbU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7171179158879652446-6303725515234384628?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6303725515234384628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6303725515234384628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6303725515234384628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6303725515234384628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-there-will-always-be-part-of-me.html' title='&quot;And there will always be a part of me, nobody else is ever gonna see but you and me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/465822610_db02087b98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-3219145407127735610</id><published>2007-08-15T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T13:04:34.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"They say the wretched get their kingdom..."</title><content type='html'>Howdy. Here's another concert story from the top five of my year in limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am X at the Knitting Factory. I went with my friends, Chris and Aaron, both of whom are big Sneaker Pimps/I Am X fans so I was in good company. The line outside was immensely fascinating because it was a grand mix of (literally) people in business suits and their tan overcoats, and overly made up punkish looking kids wearing a lot of black. We stood in the middle of them all, hanging out, talking amongst ourselves and to the business folk. It was a sold out show, and due to some flaketastic reasons out of my control, I didn't have a ticket. I made it inside to where the box office was and asked to buy a ticket. I was denied, duh. But I stood there and talked to the person, attempting to pull forward that sometimes dormant charismatic and convincing side and sure enough eventually, after she looked both ways and made sure the other people she turned away weren't around, she acquiesced and gave me a VIP stamp. I didn't even get charged for a ticket. I wound up having to buy a round of drinks for the three of us as it was put forward that it wasn't fair that I didn't have to pay for tickets and everyone else did.  I love talking my way into stuff. It's like a hobby at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chris Corner put on an amazing show that had an almost dark circus feel to it. I suppose it was the silver top hat outfit he was wearing. He had these staccatto bursts of energy that made him appear almost machine like rather than fluid though his vocals were brilliant and transitions seamless. He wasn't much for audience conversation, but he knew just when to engage New Yorkers in their city pride. For the encores, he and the band were joined by his girlfriend, Sue Denim, from &lt;a href="http://www.robotsindisguise.co.uk/" robots="" in="" disguise=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Soy good. If I had known about &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_PPWDglTboI"&gt;The Mighty Boosh&lt;/a&gt; earlier than that night, I would've tried to look for Julian Barratt or Noel Fielding, but alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.jpgmag.com/25713_18164_048771ccd2_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://photos.jpgmag.com/25713_18164_048771ccd2_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am X - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/07_iamx-bring_me_back_a_dog-fwyh.mp3"&gt;Bring Me Back a Dog&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FAlternative-I-Am-X%2Fdp%2FB000EXDQ68%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1187196634%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Alternative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;I Am X - Spit It Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BPNmc71b7iE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BPNmc71b7iE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am X - Kiss &amp;amp; Swallow (this song live is killer, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdMzpAUygLQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdMzpAUygLQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-3219145407127735610?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/3219145407127735610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=3219145407127735610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3219145407127735610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/3219145407127735610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/they-say-wretched-get-their-kingdom.html' title='&quot;They say the wretched get their kingdom...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-8987773723317598962</id><published>2007-08-14T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:17:42.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>"Kiss me before you go. I'm going low and lately..."</title><content type='html'>I have a million lists going at once on this blog. I'll get back to songs I enjoy from commercials eventually. I was thinking today about how my year in limbo has almost come to an end and about some of the shows I've seen and mentally narrowed down the individuals or acts I thought were tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a list of my favorite five shows from this past year (and the artists you have to look forward to hearing about these next couple of days):&lt;br /&gt;1. Ray LaMontagne at Maxwell's.&lt;br /&gt;2. Emily Haines at Joe's Pub.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ben Folds at Muhlenberg College.&lt;br /&gt;4. I Am X at the Knitting Factory.&lt;br /&gt;5. Either Shiny Toy Guns at Fearless Studios or !!! at Maxwell's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll start with my favorite first.&lt;br /&gt;Ray LaMontagne is battered, soulful, and brilliant. He has a lot of competition from the likes of James Morrison or Amos Lee, but I think he can stand on his own. What I feel separates him from the others of his musical genre is the passion. You can hear the desperation, anger, or pain in his voice while the charged blinking of his eyes take you on a journey of their own. I don't think I've witnessed a person look at the audience less than Ray does, but you don't feel disconnected from it. Rather, you feel drawn in as he is, everyone lost in the music having a quieted individualized experience. He is also the rare performer whose live presence and sound far outshines the recorded material that labels have been distributing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maxwellsnj.com/"&gt;Maxwell's&lt;/a&gt;, in particular, was quite conducive to this type of music. It's dark and somber, one of the smaller venues I've encountered in my concert time. People show up early to have dinner and hang out at the bar down the corridor from the stage, which is great, because a lot of the acts do the same thing. As a fan, you have the opportunity to interact with people you enjoy on a more personal level: buying them drinks, having a good conversation over a newspaper, hanging out before the divide between artist and audience begins. While I didn't do that with the Ray LaMontagne show, it was still the perfect background and atmosphere for his slow singer-songwriter music and allowed him to feel both bittersweet and comforting through the melodies and vocals. In summary, Ray LaMontagne is like an old army jacket: worn through, full of character, comfortable, but precious enough where you can feel so many stories emanating through the very threads that comprise the material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.puremusic.com/71assets/72ray1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.puremusic.com/71assets/72ray1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray LaMontagne - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/ray_lamontagne-barfly.mp3"&gt;Barfly&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FTill-Sun-Turns-Black-LaMontagne%2Fdp%2FB000GPIPVU%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1187124419%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Till the Sun Turns Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray LaMontagne - Trouble - from the series &lt;a href="http://www.livefromabbeyroad.com/"&gt;Live from Abbey Road&lt;/a&gt;. (By the way, that series is phenomenal. If you are into the process behind recording in the famed studio and different bands' takes on how they make their music, I suggest checking it out on the Sundance Channel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3D9i0-ftVs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3D9i0-ftVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-8987773723317598962?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8987773723317598962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8987773723317598962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8987773723317598962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8987773723317598962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/kiss-me-before-you-go-im-going-low-and.html' title='&quot;Kiss me before you go. I&apos;m going low and lately...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7816470974783573950</id><published>2007-08-13T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T20:56:54.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?"</title><content type='html'>We're having a little building party here in Jersey. The neighbors are gathering together to hang out. It's fun because I'm the youngest of the bunch and I've known them throughout my life but I don't think I've witnessed them party. So some will watch movies, some will play cards, and most will drink. I'm compiling some music to play and one thing everyone agreed on was "Another One Bites the Dust." Random, but yay! I, for one, cannot wait to get my drink on (various chambord related concoctions) and school some folks in poker (I'll probably lose, I suck at card games if I'm not in a casino).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twopandas.com/images/68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.twopandas.com/images/68.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/02%20-%20Another%20One%20Bites%20the%20Dust.mp3"&gt;Another One Bites the Dust&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FQueen-Platinum-Collection-Greatest-Hits%2Fdp%2FB00006JIA4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1187052123%26sr%3D8-4&amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Platinum Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;And here's a random Queen video because I feel like it: These Are the Days of Our Lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fjiapiq-hqY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fjiapiq-hqY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-7816470974783573950?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7816470974783573950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7816470974783573950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7816470974783573950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7816470974783573950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-you-ready-for-this-are-you-hanging.html' title='&quot;Are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-6994278148582678842</id><published>2007-08-12T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:31:16.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"If anyone finds out, I'll turn their lights out..."</title><content type='html'>I ran across this Brooklyn band, Free Blood, today, and when I heard their song "The Royal Family," I was intrigued. They don't have many tracks on their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/freeblood"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; page, though it seems that they have a vinyl coming out in the fall or winter following a current release in the UK. Their sound is very futuristic and strange, but not in a "Daft Punk/Basement Jaxx friendly aliens who like to boogie" way, but more an "apocalyptic the humans are dead" way.  Then, without warning, the music takes flight. The male vocals drove me crazy before the changeover, as I thought the man's voice sounded like Jemaine Clement from &lt;a href="http://www.conchords.co.nz/"&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/a&gt;. The sound also nagged at me because it reminded me of another act but I couldn't quite figure out whom... and then it hit me: &lt;a href="http://www.islandsareforever.com/"&gt;Islands&lt;/a&gt;. I think the strange vocals paired with a pulsing beat are reminiscent of some of the work of the Islands. Or maybe I'm just crazy. Either scenario is quite plausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a listen for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rr-XE_WCSdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9PkPDOMwD68/s1600-h/l_5dd7271096fb6f93f9411e0de1d8eadb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rr-XE_WCSdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9PkPDOMwD68/s200/l_5dd7271096fb6f93f9411e0de1d8eadb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097959415185820114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Blood - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Free%20Blood%20-%20The%20Royal%20Family.mp3"&gt;The Royal Family&lt;/a&gt;&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://this.bigstereo.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/03/islands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://this.bigstereo.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/03/islands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islands - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/06%20Where%20Theres%20a%20Will%20Theres%20a%20Whalebone.mp3"&gt;Where There's a Will, There's a Whalebone&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FReturn-Sea-Islands%2Fdp%2FB000ELJAU6%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186960651%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Return to the Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-6994278148582678842?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/6994278148582678842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=6994278148582678842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6994278148582678842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/6994278148582678842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-anyone-finds-out-ill-turn-their.html' title='&quot;If anyone finds out, I&apos;ll turn their lights out...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rr-XE_WCSdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9PkPDOMwD68/s72-c/l_5dd7271096fb6f93f9411e0de1d8eadb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-4982617479212725791</id><published>2007-08-12T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T10:55:37.706-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"All dressed up and dressed to kill..."</title><content type='html'>Junior Senior had their cd release at &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trashparty"&gt;Trash&lt;/a&gt; this past weekend. Due to other commitments, I couldn't attend. Boo! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm wondering why it took so long for this album to be released in the United States in the first place. &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FHey-My-Yo%2Fdp%2FB000SQKYS4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186776702%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Hey Hey My My Yo Yo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is not actually a new album from Junior Senior. It was released internationally two years ago (almost two years to the day), and is only now being released here. To my knowledge, Junior Senior is already at work on forthcoming material as well. Oh, music industry, you are a curious beast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to listen to the full album, but I have a feeling it will be pretty marvelous. It even has contributions from The B-52's and Le Tigre, so that has me interested already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some new and old Junior Senior to blend into your bright and sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior Senior - Can I Get Get Get from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FHey-My-Yo%2Fdp%2FB000SQKYS4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186776702%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Hey Hey My My Yo Yo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtKAKKPZr04"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtKAKKPZr04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my personal favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.meetmeatthefountain.com/images/juniorsenior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.meetmeatthefountain.com/images/juniorsenior.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior Senior - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Junior%20Senior%20-%20Shake%20Your%20Coconuts.mp3"&gt;Shake Your Coconuts&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FD-D-Dont-Dont-Stop-Junior-Senior%2Fdp%2FB0000A4G4Y%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186930037%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;D-D-Don't Don't Stop the Beat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4982617479212725791?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4982617479212725791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4982617479212725791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4982617479212725791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4982617479212725791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-dressed-up-and-dressed-to-kill.html' title='&quot;All dressed up and dressed to kill...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-5982204617818979141</id><published>2007-08-09T11:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T11:35:30.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Gimme some time cuz if you don't, I won't..."</title><content type='html'>The Go!Team's music is incredibly infectious, so I think it was a smart move on the part of the Honda Civic people to use it in the background of their commercial. It doesn't particularly make me want to purchase or lease a Honda Civic, but at the very least, I don't mind watching the commercial several times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZudvRM-Tnw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZudvRM-Tnw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://autopia.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/the_go_team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://autopia.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/the_go_team.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Go!Team - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Go%21%20Team%20-%20Huddle%20Formation.mp3"&gt;Huddle Formation&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FThunder-Lightning-Strike-Go-Team%2Fdp%2FB000AP2Z3A%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186673560%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Thunder, Lightning, Strike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-5982204617818979141?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/5982204617818979141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=5982204617818979141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5982204617818979141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/5982204617818979141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/gimme-some-time-cuz-if-you-dont-i-wont.html' title='&quot;Gimme some time cuz if you don&apos;t, I won&apos;t...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4749894991473140610</id><published>2007-08-08T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:47:16.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"You're like water for my soul when it gets thirsty..."</title><content type='html'>Matisyahu destroyed my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving home from the mandir, and Matisyahu came on the radio. I spun the volume dial up rapidly and rode through the streets with my Hasidic Jewish reggae blasting. I was singing along to the chorus, "So what's this feeling? /My love could rip a hole in the ceiling / I give myself to you from the essence of my being / and I sing to my God these songs of" and by the time I could get out the words "love and healing" my car started flickering and shut off. I was also in the middle of a turn, but luckily the momentum carried through and I was able to drive another two blocks and pull over. The emergency blinker wouldn't even turn on! Everything turned out fine thanks to the help of some family friends whom I had called, various cops that happened to be patrolling in the area, and the fact that I'm easily amused and love having stories. I called some folks, caught up with friends, and decided to buy myself a present. So all is well and my (family's) car is in the shop as we speak. Probably the alternator, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know anything about cars, I just thought that sounded cool to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bangitout.com/uploads/87matisyahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.bangitout.com/uploads/87matisyahu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matisyahu - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Matisyahu%20-%20King%20Without%20a%20Crown%20%28Live%29.mp3"&gt;King Without a Crown&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FLive-At-Stubbs-Matisyahu%2Fdp%2FB000AA3SAE%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186587370%26sr%3D8-3&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Live at Stubb's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4749894991473140610?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4749894991473140610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4749894991473140610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4749894991473140610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4749894991473140610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/youre-like-water-for-my-soul-when-it.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re like water for my soul when it gets thirsty...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8092430417263086984</id><published>2007-08-07T17:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:30:30.556-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"This is what it's like on a fantasy..."</title><content type='html'>Returning to posting some songs that have been featured in commercials lately, I noticed that husband and wife duo, &lt;a href="http://www.matesofstate.com/"&gt;Mates of State&lt;/a&gt;, were included in an AT&amp;T wireless ad. As a fan of male-female shifting vocals and the slight disjointedness of their composition, it delighted me to see/hear them in 14 seconds of commercial. Maybe some ad exec will take the cue from this and toss the Stars a contract in favor of their rebounding vocals as well. Hey, you never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM7O81fGeR0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM7O81fGeR0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it strange that they chose "For the Actor" for this ad, though. With the Kenna commercial, at least a song was chosen that people hadn't been exposed to yet, and that helped garner some interest in the forthcoming material, but this album's been out for at least a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.handsometours.com/Mates%20of%20State%202006%20photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.handsometours.com/Mates%20of%20State%202006%20photo.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mates of State - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Mates%20of%20State%20-%20For%20The%20Actor.mp3"&gt;For the Actor&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FBring-Back-Mates-State%2Fdp%2FB000E6GC1Q%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186521249%26sr%3D8-1&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Bring it Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-8092430417263086984?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8092430417263086984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8092430417263086984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8092430417263086984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8092430417263086984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-what-its-like-on-fantasy.html' title='&quot;This is what it&apos;s like on a fantasy...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1484854330358725994</id><published>2007-08-06T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T13:40:51.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>"And it's plain to see you were meant for me..."</title><content type='html'>I've had a very fun and relaxing weekend that concluded in such the right way that I came out of it feeling hyper and loved. I even had to explain to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/20663273"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/a&gt; when we met up that I was not at all drunk, but merely happy and probably full of ice cream. &lt;a href="http://www.benjerry.com/our_products/flavor_details.cfm?product_id=141"&gt;Dublin Mudslide&lt;/a&gt; = yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my musical notes, anecdotes, and shout outs to sum up my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Cher!! I am looking forward to celebrating and showing you a great time. I'm also glad we got to have a Harold and Kumar moment in the ghetto that is Orange. You are the authority in lighthearted fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember we used to drive around in her car on the way to bowling or the movies and she would always have mixes in the cd player of stuff like Eve 6, Marvelous 3, and OK Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://entertainmentworld.us/EW1/articlefiles/9052-ok-go-group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://entertainmentworld.us/EW1/articlefiles/9052-ok-go-group.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Go - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/OK%20Go%20-%20Dont%20Ask%20Me.mp3"&gt;Don't Ask Me&lt;/a&gt; from their self titled album, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FOK-Go%2Fdp%2FB00006I0BD%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186419615%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;OK Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video isn't OK Go (except for the music) but I loved the idea of someone's family putting this on as a dance skit for their daughter's wedding reception! It's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uojhahf7lo4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uojhahf7lo4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel better, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nagelmybagel"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt;! In an effort to speed up the process, here's that David Duchovny song you love. Plus, he has that new series on Showtime and though the reviews are awful, the billboards are great. And hey, he still has that second X-Files movie coming out eventually, which doesn't make any sense to me considering the Lone Gunmen are dead and Mulder ran away with Scully. What plot could they possibly come up with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.rollingstone.com/assets/rs/142/8368/images/72398_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://i.rollingstone.com/assets/rs/142/8368/images/72398_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bree Sharp - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/13%20David%20Duchovny.mp3"&gt;David Duchovny&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FCheap-Evil-Girl-Bree-Sharp%2Fdp%2FB00000JJM0%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186420189%26sr%3D1-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Cheap and Evil Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&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;After eating dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.vynl-nyc.com/"&gt;Vynl&lt;/a&gt;, we were wandering to Penn Station to catch a train back to New Jersey (it's the new &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shangri-la"&gt;Shangri-la&lt;/a&gt;, I swear) and some drunk yeah-dudes said something to which I issued a standard death glare response and then let it slide (for once). &lt;a href="http://www.socialitecommentary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt;; however, wanted to turn around on 9th ave and fight some guys in defense of my honor. He gets to be my knight in &lt;a href="http://eng.dolcegabbana.it/"&gt;shining armor&lt;/a&gt;. Though I wasn't in the mood for a battle this time, if there's ever a next time, I won't stop him. I'll even throw the first punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/41/79963868_5db44d9dd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/41/79963868_5db44d9dd8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen - (I set my Queen music to random and just picked the first track that came up) &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Queen%20-%20The%20Show%20must%20go%20on.mp3"&gt;The Show Must Go On&lt;/a&gt; which can be found on &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FQueen-Platinum-Collection-Greatest-Hits%2Fdp%2FB00006JIA4%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186428899%26sr%3D1-10&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Platinum Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; amongst others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Don't Stop Me Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/58CJih1iYC0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/58CJih1iYC0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us (Jonathan, Jeremy, Cher, Patrick, myself) got together for a chill movie night and watched Velvet Goldmine. Hilariously, no one else liked it (I still enjoy the style and music and Oscar Wilde-inspired dialogue, but I'm partial, so I guess that's a neutral vote from me). Regardless, I look forward to our bringing back the glam rock hedonism and decadence once we've all established ourselves, and someone can smoke from a really long cigarette holder while Jonathan has a tranny entourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love you all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/fotos/1/9/0/4/3/31620placebo_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/fotos/1/9/0/4/3/31620placebo_004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placebo - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/03%2020th%20Century%20Boy.mp3"&gt;20th Century Boy&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FVelvet-Goldmine-Haynes-Original-Picture%2Fdp%2FB00000DLV3%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186425004%26sr%3D1-1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Velvet Goldmine soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballad of Maxwell Demon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1y_PRuq7x0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1y_PRuq7x0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-1484854330358725994?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1484854330358725994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1484854330358725994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1484854330358725994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1484854330358725994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-its-plain-to-see-you-were-meant-for.html' title='&quot;And it&apos;s plain to see you were meant for me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/41/79963868_5db44d9dd8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-4068867588352086235</id><published>2007-08-03T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:40:35.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"It's out of control, and I don't care what is happening..."</title><content type='html'>I've been noticing lately how the music in commercials has been getting better. And by "better," I mean, they're simply choosing to go with an increasing number of established musical acts as opposed to hiring someone to create the background music. From The Go!Team's "Huddle Formation" being in a Civic ad to Sting's "Brand New Day" being played in the background of a Lexus commercial, the cross promotion of artists and products is definitely (smartly) on the rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For no apparent reason, I felt like doing a couple of days' worth of artists + their commercials for other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because it was overused in *everything,* I will not be putting up The Postal Service for this segment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start out with Kenna, whose song was used in a PSP commercial where the girl leaves the guy a chip and he has to find her at the Kenna concert. The song drove me crazy when the commercial came out, because I had New Sacred Cow, and clearly didn't recognize the song in the ad from the album. At the time, I didn't recognize the commercial as an indication of forthcoming material. Thankfully, the new album comes out in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E8nH_w-cqo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E8nH_w-cqo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.interscope.com/images/local/250/bc6b13a6-93ad-485b-a29c-d66f87cc2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.interscope.com/images/local/250/bc6b13a6-93ad-485b-a29c-d66f87cc2039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenna - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Kenna%20-%20Out%20of%20Control%20%28State%20of%20Emotion%29.mp3"&gt;Out of Control (State of Emotion)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMake-Sure-They-See-Face%2Fdp%2FB000Q9OD58%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1186162498%26sr%3D8-2&amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Make Sure They See My Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4068867588352086235?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4068867588352086235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4068867588352086235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4068867588352086235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4068867588352086235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-your-love-anarchy.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s out of control, and I don&apos;t care what is happening...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-7758744097476395106</id><published>2007-08-02T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T17:50:03.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"You taste like tear stains and could-have-beens..."</title><content type='html'>She Wants Revenge has a new song out from their upcoming album and it doesn't exactly thrill me. I loved their debut material. It was dark and viciously sexual in a push-me-against-the-wall kind of way. This song, while making positive use of the cowbell, (which I always enjoy and appreciate thanks to Will Ferrell and Christopher Walken), doesn't exactly live up to the previous material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure what it is, but I'm not invested in the atmosphere of the song. Though it's still sung in the straightforward (but still staggered/jilted Interpol-ish) manner, I don't believe the emotion behind the words. On their first album, the lyrics were delivered in the same way, but they had a punch and a bite that kept me listening. There's a sharpness that's lacking here, but I'm still interested to hear what the rest of the songs have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shewantsrevenge.com/images/swrmain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.shewantsrevenge.com/images/swrmain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Wants Revenge - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/She%20Wants%20Revenge%20-%20Written%20in%20Blood.mp3"&gt; Written in Blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-7758744097476395106?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/7758744097476395106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=7758744097476395106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7758744097476395106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/7758744097476395106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-taste-like-tear-stains-and-could.html' title='&quot;You taste like tear stains and could-have-beens...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-1316334876369797383</id><published>2007-08-01T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:21:08.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>"I'm on the verge of an awakening..."</title><content type='html'>I was watching the new Siouxsie Sioux video from the upcoming &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMantaray-Siouxsie%2Fdp%2FB000S850GS%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1185915742%26sr%3D8-2&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Mantaray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T3CC0t66gd4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T3CC0t66gd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've got to say, I'm not too impressed. Granted, I'm not on the shortlist for Siouxsie Sioux and the Banshees superfans (paging &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/omgwtfbruce"&gt;Bruce Brown&lt;/a&gt;) but I still expect a bit more sonically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siouxsie Sioux's music was totally in the first movie I ever went to a theater and saw: Batman Returns. I had to leave the theater and hide twice during the beginning, I was easily frightened. But soon enough, I was entranced and "Face to Face" (which is playing in the background of the masquerade ball scene when Bruce and Selena discover that they're nemeses as well as totally in love with one another) was the most romantic/sexiest background music that my 7 year old self could fathom at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still one of my favorite movies to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I sort through my 100+ gigs of music to find it, I'll put it up here. For now, simply enjoy the YouTube video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-1316334876369797383?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/1316334876369797383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=1316334876369797383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1316334876369797383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/1316334876369797383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-on-verge-of-awakening.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m on the verge of an awakening...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-2832166466887057893</id><published>2007-07-31T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:11:08.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Heartbroken I've been for you..."</title><content type='html'>I am a bad Emily Haines fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue that she released the EP follow up to &lt;i&gt;Knives Don't Have Your Back&lt;/i&gt; last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Emily Haines &amp; the Soft Skeleton are back with the understated, quiet, melodic, piano driven music her solo work is known for. Apparently, the tracks off this EP were recorded during the same sessions as &lt;i&gt;Knives Don't Have Your Back&lt;/i&gt; but I think they hold their own as a separate piece while tying into the previous work. Though I insanely adore Metric, I appreciate her solo music. I find that it seems sadder, grittier, and a bit less potentially pretentious. I saw Emily Haines in September or October,  performing with just a piano and it was phenomenal and dark. This type of material made her appear more down to earth, instead of coolly above it all. It also creates a good divide for me, I can rock out, get ready for parties, or dance to Metric, and I can relax and read to Emily Haines &amp;amp; the Soft Skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vmagazine.com/cms/files/v42music_ehainesM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://vmagazine.com/cms/files/v42music_ehainesM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Haines &amp; the Soft Skeleton - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Emily%20Haines%20-%20Bottom%20Of%20The%20World.mp3"&gt;Bottom of the World&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWhat-Free-Emily-Haines-Skeleton%2Fdp%2FB000RW3YK4&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;What is Free to a Good Home?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun: Metric - Dead Disco (Encore Version). I remember seeing them in Boston, and though they did a different middle interlude portion, it was still amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEbkYUf0jN4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oEbkYUf0jN4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-2832166466887057893?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/2832166466887057893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=2832166466887057893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2832166466887057893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/2832166466887057893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/07/heartbroken-ive-been-for-you.html' title='&quot;Heartbroken I&apos;ve been for you...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-4841471197526986121</id><published>2007-07-30T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:36:49.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"And you think you've seen the best of me..."</title><content type='html'>These aren't necessarily new, they're just what I happen to be listening to today. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecoathangers.com/coathangers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.thecoathangers.com/coathangers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Coathangers - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/the%20coathangers%20-%20parking%20lot.mp3"&gt;Parking Lot&lt;/a&gt;. I missed this group at one of my favorite venues, &lt;a href="http://www.maxwellsnj.com/"&gt;Maxwell's&lt;/a&gt;, earlier this month. Their self titled debut comes out September 4th. In the meantime, you can purchase select tracks off their myspace page &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fuckthecoathangers"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I think they have an amazing energy and are very kickass gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thisisfakediy.co.uk/upload/themostserenerepublic300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.thisisfakediy.co.uk/upload/themostserenerepublic300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Most Serene Republic - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/The%20Most%20Serene%20Republic%20-%20Sherry%20And%20Her%20Butterfly%20Net.mp3"&gt;Sherry and Her Butterfly Net&lt;/a&gt;. The Most Serene Republic's album comes out October 2nd. Like other bands on the Arts &amp; Crafts label, they're kind enough to open up some songs for download. I was about to rejoice in the fact that this band might be the one act that has nothing to do with Broken Social Scene and any members that comprise that collective, but alas, I just noticed that The Most Serene Republic did a remix of the Stars song "Ageless Beauty." This leads me to conclude all awesome Canadian bands simply chill out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sinkandstove.co.uk/Hires/YouSayParty_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.sinkandstove.co.uk/Hires/YouSayParty_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You Say Party! We Say Die! - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/you_say_party_we_say_die_-_monster_rac_remix.mp3"&gt;Monster (RAC Remix)&lt;/a&gt; The day I started this blog, a friend had sent me the video to Monster. I like this version better than the original. The electronic tinges soften out the vocals (although come off as a bit stark in the beginning), and the chorus is better layered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990s - You Made Me Like It. They're opening for Voxtrot in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-lFjS2yEpxU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-lFjS2yEpxU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really odd sidenote, I just logged into Amazon, and the recommended things to buy/explore for me were Patrick Wolf's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Famazon.com%2Fo%2FASIN%2FB000NJVX5O%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dcenter-1%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D0644PBPCYSF50TD2W590%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D101%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D278240701%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3D507846&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Magic Position,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; Feist's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Famazon.com%2Fo%2FASIN%2FB000NPE7YC%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dcenter-1%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D0644PBPCYSF50TD2W590%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D101%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D278240701%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3D507846&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Reminder, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; and Corrine Bailey Rae's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Famazon.com%2Fo%2FASIN%2FB000HBK3MM%3Fpf%5Frd%5Fm%3DATVPDKIKX0DER%26pf%5Frd%5Fs%3Dcenter-2%26pf%5Frd%5Fr%3D0644PBPCYSF50TD2W590%26pf%5Frd%5Ft%3D101%26pf%5Frd%5Fp%3D288448501%26pf%5Frd%5Fi%3D507846&amp;amp;amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;debut album.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; Haha, been there done that, amazon.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-4841471197526986121?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/4841471197526986121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=4841471197526986121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4841471197526986121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/4841471197526986121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-you-think-youve-seen-best-of-me.html' title='&quot;And you think you&apos;ve seen the best of me...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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-7171179158879652446.post-8381889091931566086</id><published>2007-07-29T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:35:51.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><title type='text'>"Something's telling me this time it will be different..."</title><content type='html'>I've only recently (two days ago) discovered Girl Happy, and I wonder why I hadn't found these Norwegians sooner. This band is delightful. Their pop-rock music is accessible and has a distinct Beck-like alternative influence on some of their guitaring. I'm not sure to whom to compare them. For some reason, I feel like they'd fit in with a Stroke 9, Marvelous 3, Sugarcult late 90's rock crowd. I haven't been able to gather much information about them from the internet. They, luckily, have a myspace page &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/girlhappyfamily"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently, the drummer in the band is a friend of the group a-ha and stepped in during a Spanish broadcast. And then they went on to tour with them as an opening act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if their band name comes from the Elvis Presley movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rq0GIvWCScI/AAAAAAAAABs/0-M0Ms_KN3w/s1600-h/l_6514e2ef77f4e2013f459b1b750abb6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rq0GIvWCScI/AAAAAAAAABs/0-M0Ms_KN3w/s200/l_6514e2ef77f4e2013f459b1b750abb6d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092733500843510210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Happy - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/girl%20happy%20-%20je%20taime.mp3"&gt;Je T'aime&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=216265685&amp;amp;s=143457"&gt;Take it to the Mountains&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Happy - Remind Me Tomorrow of Today (I think this video is funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWhwRobQ3SQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWhwRobQ3SQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Girl Happy opening for A-Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NmtJp7UATfQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NmtJp7UATfQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/7171179158879652446-8381889091931566086?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/8381889091931566086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=8381889091931566086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8381889091931566086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/8381889091931566086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/07/somethings-telling-me-this-time-it-will.html' title='&quot;Something&apos;s telling me this time it will be different...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o5SV3jaCAZ4/Rq0GIvWCScI/AAAAAAAAABs/0-M0Ms_KN3w/s72-c/l_6514e2ef77f4e2013f459b1b750abb6d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171179158879652446.post-324323005714192043</id><published>2007-07-27T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:44:09.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"In this town, they don't sleep..."</title><content type='html'>I've been having nonstop fun these days. I haven't had a completely sober day for a while, come to think of it. This is hilarious to me because I am by no means an alcoholic and if you were to catch me during the daytime, sitting at a Starbucks sipping my frappucino and feverishly reading books while waiting for friends, you wouldn't be able to tell that I love going out as much as I do. Occasionally, said partying overwhelms concert attendance. Here are some songs from concerts I've missed due to drinking with friends. We always intended to go, but cocktails were far more entertaining. I don't regret a second of it, really. There's nothing, say, Patrick Wolf could do that would be funnier than searching for trannies on 10th Ave, taking photos in an ATM lobby, or getting bitten and literally shoved aside so your friends can talk to foreign kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/maico37/Patrick%20Wolf/Patrick046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/maico37/Patrick%20Wolf/Patrick046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patrick Wolf - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Patrick%20Wolf%20-%20Overture.mp3"&gt;Overture&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FMagic-Position-Patrick-Wolf%2Fdp%2FB000NJVX5O%3Fie%3DUTF8%26s%3Dmusic%26qid%3D1185585096%26sr%3D8-1&amp;tag=iwaupla-20&amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;The Magic Position&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=iwaupla-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Fun story: When Patrick Wolf was in Boston, he kissed my friend Bruce. Most people could care less, but I adore Patrick Wolf's music, so I immediately squealed upon hearing the news and texted all the fans I knew. Anyway, I had intended to see him in New York, but had a crazy dinner with friends (which included sitting next to an Oz actor making out with a hot pink mesh adorned Asian transsexual hookerish looking person, and wondering why the people at the table behind us were obviously exchanging coke) at &lt;a href="http://www.vynl-nyc.com"&gt;Vynl&lt;/a&gt;. Later, we wound up taking photos in the aforementioned ATM lobby, and Jonathan bought something like $20 worth of cookies from Duane Reade and lugged them around in the plastic DR bag. How very trendy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://myspace-085.vo.llnwd.net/00510/58/03/510453085_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://myspace-085.vo.llnwd.net/00510/58/03/510453085_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dangerous Muse - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Dangerous%20Muse%20-%20In%20This%20Town.mp3"&gt;In This Town&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;a href="http://www.socialitecommentary.blogspot.com"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt; and I were supposed to see Dangerous Muse on the day that we both happened to quit our jobs. Instead we went out to &lt;a href="http://www.maracasnyc.com"&gt;Maracas&lt;/a&gt; drown our non-sorrows and took a million photos of our default faces (model pout and fiery, respectively). After winning another free brunch at Lips, we wandered to Lit later and talked people's ears off and danced til our feet were tired. I remember waking up the next morning and feeling like utter death. It was wonderful. &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://static.last.fm/proposedimages/sidebar/6/10637300/262099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://static.last.fm/proposedimages/sidebar/6/10637300/262099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Die Romantik - &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/6/29/1223248/Die%20Romantik%20-%20La%20Belle%20Musique%20de%20Chambre.mp3"&gt; La Belle Musique de Chambre&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Narcissist's Waltz&lt;/i&gt; which can be purchased from their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dieromantik"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt; page. It was too rainy and icky of a day to go see Die Romantik, so we all went to Therapy and had happy hour drinks and gave a verbal tour of what's hot in New York to a visiting Londoner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171179158879652446-324323005714192043?l=iwakeuplate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/feeds/324323005714192043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7171179158879652446&amp;postID=324323005714192043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/324323005714192043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171179158879652446/posts/default/324323005714192043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwakeuplate.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-this-town-they-dont-sleep.html' title='&quot;In this town, they don&apos;t sleep...&quot;'/><author><name>Bed Head with a Borrowed Guitar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307469072938408791</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://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u104/maico37/Patrick%20Wolf/th_Patrick046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
