Saturday, October 15, 2005

Friday, October 14, 2005

This article is making me crazy. Okay, crazier. Glastonbury 2007

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When I saw this, I started jumping up and down and screaming. More than usual.

Glastonbury Festival is one of the major summer music festivals in the U.K. It's taking a hiatus next year, but will be back in '07. This summer's lineup included, but is not limited to the following artists: Bloc Party, Kaiser Chiefs, M.I.A. (absolutely fabo female Brit of Sri Lankan extraction rapper- no, that is not an oxymoron), Van Morrison, Elvis Costello, The Killers (whose guitar player, Dave Keuning, is representing Pella, Iowa), Coldplay, Basement Jaxx (my current favs), and has hosted on previous occasions- Paul McCartney, Oasis (my guys), and Robbie Williams.

This is crazy-making for 2 reasons. First of all, I'm going to be absolutely dying for about, oh, 16 months, before they announce the actual line up. The headliner "isn't American?" THAT narrows it down. Second, I realize, even if I knew who was playing, I'd have to sell my soul to Satan to get tickets. I'd even camp at the festival willingly.

This is a telling statement on how bad I want to go, as I detest camping. Why would you camp when there are perfectly good hotels? Also, I hate porta-potties. Even though I would look darling in Glasto gear- rubber boots, flowing skirts, carrying a beer- much like my girl, Kate Moss, or Gwyneth Paltrow. Though ever so slightly less supermodelly. And obviously without Pete Doherty's crackhead ass, and Chris Martin. This is how desperately I want to go. Supadupabad.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Fwaah, Mr. Darcy. Also, Harry Potter.

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Okay, I realize that the Beeb's production of P and P is completely separate from Austen's book, but I can't hear the name "Mr. Darcy" without thinking of the following quote:

"It was Mr Darcy. The same posh, deep, can't be bothered voice that he proposed to Elizabeth Bennet in on the BBC." From Bridget Jones, The Edge of Reason by Helen Fielding

Okay, am actually leaving the computer now.

Please, Jesus, don't let the free-fall continue

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Okay, it's more of a skid, but seriously.....

ISU v. Mizzou- 1 PM in Columbia. After getting my hopes up after we thrashed the Suckeyes, they were quickly dashed with losses to the friggin' Huskers and, for the love of Mike, Baylor. I'm still demoralized from the Nebraska game. Thought we'd finally defeat the Evil Empire. It doesn't sound good.... we're not a road team. Okay, Captain Obvious.

Mizzou beat OK State last weekend- who apparently aren't full-on this year so far. On a more encouraging note, since it's football, I won't be distracted by how shagtastic Quin Snyder (Mizzou men's BB coach) is....

I know I'm being a negative Nellie, but again, have had my hopes cruelly dashed far too many times (Elite 8 2000 against Michigan State and Tom "AntiChrist" Izzo, anyone) to be positive. Should have known better after the Iowa game.

Lots of writing going on, but not much on the tube tonight, my beloved Alias aside. I know I'm just going to cave, and watch the Food Network, but am putting it off as long as possible....

Best-dressed man in show business- Paul Weller

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God, I love me some Wellah. Look at that jacket. And the pants! Don't get me started!

Franz is sweet

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Splits during "Do You Want To?" I'll tell you what I want to do- die. A happy woman. Good God. Alex doing the splits? Nice. That's about as hot as during the end credits of "Charlie's Angels" when Sam Rockwell does the splits while smoking. A cigarette, though Sam is on fire, too. Both literally and figuratively.

It is truly a sign of my moral ambiguity that I- 9 times out of 10- find the villains in movies more attractive than the heroes. And to me, Sam got way cuter when I found out he was a baddie. Case in point, Alan Rickman in "Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves." I need to lie down now.


Happy John Peel Day!

For you non- rock snobs, John Peel, who passed away unexpectedly last year, was an immensely influential DJ on BBC's Radio 1. Unlike the vast majority of DJ's here in the States (or anywhere, for that matter), he went out of his way to help young bands starting out, even financing some because he so believed in what they were doing. Some of the bands he helped through the years were The Who, Joy Division, Bloc Party, The Jam, Sex Pistols, The Smiths, The Ramones and Oasis. More than 300 concerts were held today in the UK alone to honor him. An immense legacy.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Hey

Just a brief intro and some insight into my M.O.

Lack of foresight and planning on my part, has resulted in a hiatus at my parental unit's home in rural Iowa. Believe it or not, this is a bit of a change from where I've lived for the past 4 years, Houston, Texas. Houston was a bit of a mixed bag for me- met some wonderful people there, taught in a school where you really felt you made a difference, the food in the city was freaking fantastic, et al. But. I. Could. Not. Stand. The. Weather. Also, big bugs. HUGE. Also, my boss, for you Harry Potter fans, resembled in both form and function Dolores Umbridge from "Order of the Phoenix." So back to the Tall Corn State went I, resulting in large amounts of free time, and this blog. Currently working for my blessed mother, and psyched to be able to watch the Iowa State Cyclones on network TV. Go Cyclones!

The main concern of this blog is going to be popular culture, with brief forays into politics. I am an unrepentant Anglophile (music, books, writers, movies), so if the U.K. does not interest you, look elsewhere my friend. I also like American bands, too! (The Killers, and, God, there have to be more, huh)?

On a more L.A.- related note, I am positively obsessed with 2 TV shows- Alias and Veronica Mars. Obsessed to the point that I'm embarrassed about it. But that doesn't stop me from blabbering about them, ooo, noooo....

Current Favorites:
1. Paul Weller (Former Jam frontman- has new album out now)
2. Sugababes (Brit pop group- extremely catchy tunes)
3. Kaiser Chiefs (You should know who they are. Going to be huge)
4. The Stone Roses (Ahhh, the promise that they had once. Their "Very Best of" album is a must-own. Mani and Reni formed the best one-two punch of bass and drums since, pause for respect, John Paul Jones and Bonzo in Zeppelin)
5. Curb Your Enthusiasm (Best reason to get HBO around)
6. Franz Ferdinand (Mmmmm, Alex Kapranos)
7. Footballers Wives (On BBC America- like Desperate Housewives with soccer, cocaine, and way more sex- what's not to like?)
8. Sienna Miller (So your fiance cheats on you with the nanny, and you want revenge and you don't know what to do? You allegedly shag the NEXT JAMES FRIGGIN BOND, that's what you do. Mad respect, man. She deserves a black belt in vengeance, that one)

The Ick List
1. Jessica and Nick (Shut up, already. I don't care. My friends don't care. No one I know cares)
2. John Bolton (You'd think the Ambassador to the UN should, I don't know, not look like a damned walrus, but there you are)
3. People in vehicles with anti-choice bumper stickers that do not make their children wear seatbelts (You care until they actually enter the world, then you DON'T? Look, I don't care that you hate Roe v. Wade. In the name of all that is holy, put the kid in a car seat)

On another car-related note....
4. Those silhouettes of busty reclining women that idiots of all persuasions seem to have on their vehicles. I just want to ask these piles of crap, "Have those decorations ever, and I mean ever, resulted in any positive interaction with women?" To top off the classy factor, I saw some today that had the American flag on them. What a great guy.