i just want to spend all night dancing to The B-52’s.
don’t fuckin judge me.
Source: Spotify
Can’t. Get it. Out. Of. My. Head.
this is my 16,900th post.
i really like this song.
The Selecter- Missing Words
On the topic of Nicki Minaj
She is currently my favorite American pop-star. It’s pretty rare for me to like pop-stars at all, and almost everyone I know is shocked that Nicki’s the only one I like right now. But let me tell you why I like her.
She’s a good rap-artist. She can spit quickly, she has a wide vocabulary, she doesn’t hold anything back.
She legit does not care what people think. She really does what she wants, not in the typical “oh yeah, I’m a wild woman, now where’s my warm milk and baby blanket so I can have my eight hours of sleep” way of half the pop-stars or the “i’m holier than thou, now let me go do a pound of blow and fuck a baseball team’s worth of men in half an hour” of the other half.
She wears amazing costumes and makeup. Like, she rocks lipstick that I’ve owned for a year but can barely wear out of the house (i.e. LimeCrime’s Oh No She Didn’t blue lipstick).
She’s a Sagittarius and it shows CONSTANTLY, and I feed off of other Sagittarius’ excited energy.
Her song Stupid Hoe is probably the best example of what it’s like to be a Sagittarius. Not going to lie.
I don’t know, I guess under all the synthetic wigs and shit, she just seems like a real person in a way the rest of them never will. All other pop-stars are just some Stepford Wives robotic shit.
Riot Squad-Cock Sparrer
Today’s all about the passion of the South
Johnny Cash, Dr. John, and King Elvis Presley.
There’s something about their music that’s just so much more powerful than other music in a beautiful way. That’s not to say that other music isn’t powerful, this is just slightly more intimate and free. I really understand why Elvis made women faint, I’m listening to a live recording of him from his earlier years and it’s so sexy, “I’m caught in a trap, I can’t walk out, because I love you too much, baby”. It sounds like he’s singing it toyou, you’re the only person he’ll ever see, in the way that some men use their eyes, he uses his voice.
The end of this song is like a long awaited orgasm for him, he breathlessly sings the last chorus, pants into the mic and thanks his audience. Then a girl shrieks in the background. In his more lighthearted songs his voice is still mesmerizing, it’s amazing. He seranades everyone who listens to him personally.
Dr. John makes you feel like you’re in Louisiana, surrounded by swamp and warmth, with a cold whiskey lemonade. His voice is gruff but soothing, he’s a man bred in civilized wilderness. His voice has a power that resonates in all people who know the beauty in the crueler parts of our homes. But his music is also a celebration of the colourful place he calls home. His jazzed up version of Iko Iko, a traditional song that I think a majority of American’s know, makes you long for Mardi Gras and the smell of Southern spice and incense.
But Johnny Cash. He’s the type of man I want to marry. A hard seasoned man, but who isn’t afraid of his heart. His voice is so deep and booming I can feel it when I listen to his live recordings. Unlike Elvis, who is legitimately the King, Johnny Cash stays simple and clean, he rhymes and has simple melodies and key changes. But it’s all in the execution; he executes everything so perfectly that you can really see his prowess. He is humble, but powerful.
Paloma Faith-Picking Up the Pieces
Pretty different from the feeling of her first album, it’s definitely making me excited for the next one in, like, a month. The thing I love most about her voice is just the power in it, she can belt out a song like few others.
Amanda Palmer & The Young Punx- Map of Tasmania
I’m not sure what it is exactly about this song that I love, but I’m pretty sure it’s the fact that she’s encouraging me to not shave my bush.
Also, the vagina-art in this video is awesome (which is not something I say every day).
I know I mentioned this before but,
I got the Rizzle Kicks album yesterday and Jesus am I happy about it.
There is so much that is good about Rizzle Kicks:
A. They’re young, but not too young. (I mean that they’re my age which is my absolute minimum age of boys that I find attractive)
B. They’re tall. (yes, yes, I’m being superficial, but seriously, look at those boys standing next to Phil Jupitus and then tell me they aren’t amazingly tall)
C. They make music because they fucking love music. Not only that, they love each other; they are quite literally brothers from other mothers.
D. They are really quite talented.
E. They can do the hump. (check out what I’m talking about here)
F. JESUS CHRIST ARE THEY HANDSOME.
G. They’re charming and they love their moms.
I think I have professed my love for their music (and faces) more than enough.
Hate to be a fangirl, but these guys just blow mind.
In March 2012 alone, there are three concerts that I am incredibly excited about
1. They Might Be Giants w/ Jonathan Coultan
2. Kasabian
3. of Montreal
Now, all I need is an infinite monetary source so I can actually afford them all…
Have I mentioned?
I have the most amazing New Year’s Eve planned.
Gogol Bordello is having a concert in Terminal 5, which is like, a thirty minute walk away.
I’mma be partying all night. Partying like a Gypsy.
So.
Fucking.
Excited.
I’m on a bit of a Rizzle Kicks kick. I seriously can’t believe that they’re only very slightly older than me. Also, I haven’t posted it, but they have a music video with James Corden dancing in it.
“What’s This” from The Nightmare Before Christmas in German.
In case you hadn’t guessed, October is going to have sort of a ~theme~ in my foreign Disney posts.