Qui de Nous Deux

After being assigned a fairly mindless task today at work, I decided I wanted to listen to something other than all the songs I have on my computer or my iPod. I went to yahoo.fr, Yahoo's french sister site, and went to the radio section. To my suprise, almost all of the artists featured were american... I finally found an "in french" station only, and came across this song -- I love it already:



It's worth a listen even if you don't speak the language.

Experiment.

Everyone reading Good Bloggie probably knows that Colorado isn't the coolest place there is. Sure, it's beautiful and the people are healthy, and there are certainly worse places to live, but you don't really notice how behind you are in relation to the coasts until you have something to measure. A while ago, while reading one of my favorite music blogs based in New York City, one of the writers mentioned this song as being played on every station at night:



I actually wrote a post on it a few weeks back, but that was still when people didn't seem to know about it. As I was going through some of my music here at work, I realized that it would be a pretty accurate gauge of the speed it takes popular music to reach Fort Collins, something that I actually found to be slightly sad. I downloaded the song from the site on April 2nd, and first heard it on the radio on April 29th. (I listen to the pop station here in town simply because I enjoy trashy top-40... honestly, who doesn't?! ) The first time I actually heard the song outside of my car was at Wash Bar, on the 4th of May. I didn't hear it again until this Friday at Zydeco's. It took that particular song one month to reach our town.

The arrival of other songs are probably the same, but I always thought the ones created by artists that are more widely known would have a better chance of making it into public favor faster. Interestingly enough, I downloaded "Way I Are" by Timbaland on the same date and had yet to hear it until later than the first song I mentioned -- it could be because it isn't the current single, and Timbaland's name doesn't carry as much weight as, say, Justin Timberlake's. Still, the song's awesome, and easily the best on the record, and if even I were a DJ in a podunk white people town like FoCo, I'd throw it on for sure.

That's why I love the internet: the immediacy. Someone will post a song and you will be able to listen to it then and there instead of waiting for some 35-year-old Clear Channel DJ to decide he likes it.

Actually, that brings me to another topic. I hold radio stations in very, very low esteem. I could go on for hours over what is wrong with them, but I won't... I was listening to Kiis FM one evening while driving over to a friends house and was pretty appalled at a) what the station was getting away with and b) what people were dumb enough to do on the radio. Apparently, they had found couples who knew their spouses were cheating on them and actually convinced these people to let the DJs call and confront them. Not only is it the most passive way to do something (aside from cheating on someone, which is even more passive), but I felt that these people were ridiculous for airing their dirty laundry into the ears of hundreds of listeners. (I know it may sound hypocritical, having a public blog and all, but when I air my dirty laundry, I attempt to do it in the most cryptic way possible.) I mean, if your husband is cheating on you and you know, don't get someone else to call and publicly humiliate both yourself and him.

Alright, that got way off track, but still. Because you let me stand on my soapbox, I'll reward you with this video -- "Nora", the piano-playing cat on Conan. I cried I laughed so hard.

DANZING!

Um... this is probably the most kick ass thing I've seen in a week:



I guess there's some sort of songwriting contest sponsored by Eurovision, and this is the favorite to win it.
Seriously? Freaking awesome. I'll vote for shiny drag queens who sing in German any day.

God, this weekend was a doozy -- I went out Wednesda-Saturday. Each night was a shit show, except for Saturday, when we actually couldn't compel our bodies to accept that much alcohol. I still, however, got an entire beer spilled on my leg and a tequila shot spilled on my foot, so I think I may have gotten drunk through osmosis.

I started my 7:30 a.m. class (steady yourself for the complaining for the next 4 weeks) and I'm sooooooooooooooo tired. Bah, I'm just exhausted from this weekend. I've been really sick lately and I think I may have had a fever last night. I kept waking up all delusional and hot, neither of which is okay with me.

I'm going to have a lot more time to blog now because I've committed myself to working until 5 every day. Why? I don't know. I'll enjoy being rich for the 5 seconds before I go to the bar and buy my friends drinks they don't need, though.

I've just completely lost my focus when I go to work. Meh. I better get back to it. I'll try and post some more stuff soon though.

Laser Cats!

I don't know if I've just been at work for too long, but this is probably the funniest thing I've seen since... I dunno, last Thursday.

SNL Digital Shorts - Laser Cats
It might be the guy carrying around a cat, or the tinfoil taped to the walls, but the damn thing reeks with awesomeness.

Get It

Lately I haven't been writing long posts because the only time I have time to actually make a post is at work. Whenever I do, however, I am wracked (well, tinged maybe) with guilt over the fact that I'm supposed to be working. So... um... yes. Sorry.

Here's a video for a sweet song called "Get it Shawty". I know what you're thinking. Shut up.

It's actually better if you just listen to the song and don't watch the video, strangely enough.

The Aluminum Falcon

Ok, this is pretty hilarious.

Panda Bear!?

After dicking around on the internet for like, two hours this morning instead of working (something that's kind of biting me in the ass right now), I came across this video:


Panda Demands Abortion

Gotta love The Onion

"If the Cold Doesn't Kill Her, Money Will..."

Recently Mark and I watched the Science of Sleep. Because I've been watching french movies all semester, I've gotten very used to the style that most european directors seem to use (whereas Mark didn't seem to care for it). I liked it, just because I have (once again) gotten the itch to listen to (or watch) all things english/scottish/french/or spanish. The main actress in the movie is played by Charlotte Gainsbourg, who just released an album, called "5:55". I haven't been able to stop listening to it on MySpace... especially the tracks that are in French. The coolest part about the album is that it was produced entirely by Air -- so the whole thing has their unmistakably light, breathy sound.

"The Songs That We Sing"

Oooo.

This is the new video for The Shins' new single, "Australia"... I could not stop laughing at the guy dressed as a bush. So good.

"You Just Fucked With the Wrong Mexican"

Holy shit. This is so awesome:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0985694/

Machete is being made into a movie. I hope it actually happens.

Here Fishy, Fishy...

Lately my roomates and I have been in a prank war with a few guy friends of ours. It all started when Michelle, Caroline and Kim stole this 2-foot ceramic elephant from our friend Joe and Colin's house. We kept it hostage in our furnace room with its feet tied, its mouth gagged, and its eyes blindfolded. We took a picture, made a ransom note out of cut-up US Weeklys, and attached them to a rock. Caroline and I snuck into their house, put the note and picture where the elephant used to be, opened the blinds, and left. The boys didn't come home for a while, and our friends Brittany and Emily live almost next door, so we went and hung out there. Just as we were driving away, the boys came home from the Rio so we decided to turn around, park, and watch their reaction. As we were crouched outside their window, laughing giddily at their screams of anguish, one of them yelled, "guys! The blinds! They're outside!". Not being the best planners, she and I were wearing slippers and flip flops. Joe and Colin ran after us and caught us before we could make it to the car. They told us that we had better bring the elephant back, so we went to our house, stuffed a bag full of shopping bags, left it on their porch and knocked. If I had been standing there when they opened the door, I would have gotten a face full of water balloons.

It took them 2 hours to come up with a plan for revenge. They decided to regress back to junior high and TP our house and saran wrap our cars. They planned the whole thing out beautifully (if you can call it that), but the only thing they didn't count on was Burt coming home in the middle of it. Just as they started on my car, she pulled up with her friend, got out, and yelled, "busted!" The boys didn't know what to do, so they decided to grab her, hold her hostage in exchange for the elephant. Needless to say, they got their damned elephant back, and we were at a disadvantage.

When we were discussing what to do to them in order to get them back, we decided we didn't want to do anything too malicious, lest they get us back in an equally mean manner. We decided that we would buy 100 goldfish, put them in their bathtubs and sinks, and hide the elephant so they would think we took it again. We snuck in while they were at their flag football game, caused a little bit of a ruckus, and snuck out again. Caroline taped us doing everything on Kade's video camera so that they would know the work we did in order to mess with them. We then went to their game for a few minutes, silently gloating over the fact that they had no clue we had been in their house.

About an hour later, we hear a car pull up to our house but don't see anyone. Caroline gets a text message a few minutes later that says "check your doorstep". We open the door and don't see anyone, sure that they are bluffing and wary about being bombed by water balloons. We then realize that they had put all 100 goldfish in our milk cooler and left -- leaving us to deal with them.

Because of last night, I'm pretty sure I'm going to be reincarnated as a goldfish... damnit.

Good Kitty.

Holy crap... this is the smartest (?) cat I've ever heard of!

Mystery Cat Takes Regular Bus to the Shops

Bus drivers have nicknamed a white cat Macavity after it has started using the No 331 several mornings a week.
The feline, which has a purple collar, gets onto the busy Walsall to Wolverhampton bus at the same stop most mornings - he then jumps off at the next stop 400m down the road, near a fish and chip shop.

The cat was nicknamed Macavity after the mystery cat in T.S Elliot's poem. He gets on the bus in front of a row of 1950s semi-detached houses and jumps off at a row of shops down the road which include a fish and chip shop.
Driver Bill Khunkhun, 49, who first saw the cat jumping from the bus in January, said: "It is really odd, the first time I saw the cat jumping off the bus with a group of passengers. I hadn't seen it get on which was a bit confusing.
"The next day I pulled up on Churchill Road to let a couple of passengers on. As soon as I opened the doors the cat ran towards the bus, jumped on and ran under one of the seats, I don't think any of the passengers noticed.
"Because I had seen it jump off the day before I carried on driving and sure enough when I stopped just down the road he jumped off - I don't know why he would catch the bus but he seems to like it. I told some of the other drivers on this route and they have seen him too."
Since January, when the cat first caught the bus he has done it two or three times a week and always gets on and off at the same stops.
Passenger, Paul Brennan, 19, who catches the 331 to work, said: "I first noticed the cat a few weeks ago. At first I thought it had been accompanied by its owner but after the first stop it became quite clear he was on his own.
"He sat at the front of the bus, waited patiently for the next stop and then got off. It was was quite strange at first but now it just seems normal. I suppose he is the perfect passenger really - he sits quietly, minds his own business and then gets off."

That's freaking awesome.

Rock.

This weekend was a doozy. On Thursday, I went to Wash Bar... but I had to work on Friday, because I spent all Wednesday at a music video shoot for a local band called The Brotherhood of Daehan (who fucking rock, by the way). I didn't really get drunk that night. It was the oddest thing; I had like, one shot and one double and started to feel faint and tired. I had too much to drive home, so what did I do? Say, "Eh, I'll have another drink and see if I feel better." Did it work? Yes. Do I have a problem? Maybe. Bwahaha. Anyhoozle, it was hilarious seeing some of my friends yammed out of their minds and being sober-ish for once. Damnit, Whitney. Friday was the biggest shitshow ever. We went to a Pike party up at Mishawaka -- they rented out the whole bar and got a dj. Burt and I drank... oh my god, I have no idea how much. It was insanity. There was a point where I was yelling, "I'm cut off!!!" at anyone who offered me a shot, and still taking them anyways. Everyone else there was that drunk too though. It's interesting, because the point of the whole trip seemed to be to drink just to get drunk, not to have a good time. However, a good time was had despite that. Saturday, we saw Blades of Glory, and I was not very impressed. Perhaps it's my relative movie-bitchiness, but I just couldn't find a lot of it funny. The only good part was the chase scene between Will Arnett and Will Ferrell on ice skates. Sunday (and this is the most important part of this post) I went with David to see Grindhouse. It was EPIC. Just so fucking awesome. It was great, because we started laughing at the terribly hilarious B-movie moments, and everyone started laughing too. I don't think they would have had as much fun if we weren't there, laughing at the Fergie "no brainer" jokes or giggling along to the "trailer" for "Don't". I want to go see it again. Right now.

In the previews before Grindhouse was the trailer for Superbad. It looks like your typical teen movie, but it's going to be way more awesome because it has Michael Cera and that screaming chubby guy from... shit, that movie with the Mac guy in it. (What the hell is the name?! Oh! Accepted.)
Trailer:



I'll try to write more later -- I've got to actually try and work. We'll see how that goes.

Fll t By Hts Vwls.

Ok, I know that I'm supposed to be all for it (being a Marketing major and all), but what the hell is with product placement in music videos lately?! First there was Gwen Stefani whoring herself out for Chevy (with the camera taking a very long pause over the grill of a Suburban in her "Sweet Escape" video) and now there's Fall Out Boy's new video -- although I really should have seen that coming. FOB has fallen out of favor in my iTunes catalogue; I'd much rather listen to artists I like rather than mid-twenties emo-whores.

Fall Out Boy's "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" /Nokia-TAG Body Spray Ad:

"The Violence of the Lambs"

From Pajiba:
And, in the trailer watch, this is one you absolutely must see; it’ll be the best 1:56 of your Friday. It’s for a film called Black Sheep. And it is suddenly tops on my must watch list for the summer. June 22nd, folks. Mark it on your calendars. These sheep will fuck you up.

Beyonce Wears A Wig.

Just thought you should know.

Kinda makes you want to snatch it off of her, doesn't it? Good Bloggie doesn't advocate violence, however, it does advocate anti-Beyonce sentiment.

I Have No Idea

I got really excited today when I discovered most of Timbaland's new album on The Hype Machine... my excitement was slightly deflated, however, when I realized the release date had been pushed up to tomorrow and I wasn't as "cutting edge" as I thought I was. Anyways, if you're bored and want to take a listen before you torrent it tomorrow, here's the link:
http://hypem.com/artist/timbaland

Bright Eyes (is/are? damn Conor Oberst) coming out with a new album either tomorrow or next week. (I'm pretty sure it's tomorrow). They pretty much defined the whole "emo" movement, whether they will admit to it or not. I heard a song from the album on KCSU this morning and didn't even make the connection that it was them (I'm going with a plural "them" instead of "him"), their style has changed so much. Actually, I was trying to do some background searches to try and find some songs from the album and stumbled across their 4 or 5 song country EP. I was suprised to discover it, and upon listening to it I was kind of into it. Oberst dropped his wavery singing voice in lieu of a stronger, twangy style. I also downloaded a remix of "Easy, Lucky, Free" that was done by Her Space Holiday. Woo.

I'm desperately waiting for Heroes to start back up again (damn you, hiatuses...hiati?) and the one thing that is helping me through my 3-hour class on Monday nights is the new season of The Bachelor. I know, I know, it sounds ridiculous, but the canned romance and drama really gets me. Actually, it's kind of cool because my roomates and I all get together and watch it each week. The guy is kind of a meathead (read: too many muscles) but that face... he could roundhouse kick me in the head and I'd offer to ice his foot.
"With his credentials, how can this 30-year-old prize still be on the market? Maybe because at heart he’s a run-of-the-mill nerd. Despite some impressive action photos in the opening montage, Baldwin looks frail on camera. He mumbles and says “gosh” and “holy moley” a lot."
Hah, love it.

If you haven't gotten a chance to watch Planet Earth on the Discovery Channel, you're missing out. If you've got On Demand, you can watch it -- I just wish I had a high def TV. I watched a few episodes this weekend, which annoyed the crap out of Caroline, which was almost as sweet as actually watching the show.

I can't figure out anything else to write about, so I'm going to go work. Whee!

28 Weeks Later

I really hope all of you have the time to watch all the videos I post -- it's just how lazy I am... Why type when you can SHOW?! (Jazz hands)
If you haven't seen 28 Days Later, then shame on you, because it is one of the most insane zombie movies ever. It's a more plausibly-frightening view of a zombie outbreak -- an infection has caused people to turn into these "super-zombies". They're smart, fast, and ultimately terribly frightening. 28DL takes the zombie genre to a new level; no longer are they the blundering, salivating non-dead of the past.
28 Weeks Later is the story of what happens to England after the infection, how people attempt to return to their everyday lives. However, there still seems to be infected people kept alive to be studied... and thus comes the clusterfuck.

I definitely want to see this movie, but I'm terribly jumpy, and don't enjoy these types of films in theaters. I'll probably have to wait for the DVD.

Here's the trailer:



Oh, and here's the Bourne Ultimatum trailer, just so I can say I had it first.

To The Left...

Holy crap -- this kid rocks. He is seriously a better dancer than I am. I want to be him. Wait. Where am I?

Too Much Beyonce?
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So...Cold...

I know that I am slowly ruining my indie music credibility by posting things like this, but I had to put the video for Ormarion's "Ice Box" up to supplement the awesome comment I found below it on YouTube:

skibbz1 (1 month ago)
"I love the part where the ghosts like blowing wind on him and he be like fighting back"

I love that part too, Skibbz.