The Gaylettes - Son of a Preacher Man

Tyson asked if I might be interested in recording this with his band. Fun!

The Gaylettes - Son of a Preacher Man

I used to dance

Queens of the World go bump in the night too!

I have an unholy obsession with her... it's true!

Lyrics:

Whisky please, I need some Whisky please

So bring me conciosness

And kill my innocence

Please lay your eyes on me

Lead me in the dance

Give me no chance to reconsider, reconsider

I'm Queen of the world

I bump into things

I spin around in circles

And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing

Why can't I stay like this?

Dear God.

Oh let me be young

Let me stay, please

Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

Bring me home

I've got no plans for tomorrow

I've got no plans for tomorrow

I got no plans insight

In fact I'm free this week

I'm free this month

I lonely, lonely this year

I'm lonely forever

But today, oh

I'm Queen of the world

I bump into things

I spin around in circles

And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing

Why can't I stay like this?

Dear God.

Oh let me be young

Let me stay, please

Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

And I'm singing, I'm singing I'm singing

I'm Queen of the world

I bump into things

I spin around in circles

And I'm singing, and I'm singing I'm singing

Why can't I stay like this?

Dear God.

Let me be young

Let me stay, please

Oh let me stay like this ohhhh

If you can't handle crazy, go ahead & leave!

my current theme song (at least since Dec. 2008). it sounds all sassy... until... the truth hits.

Those Darlins, "Wild One"

Lyrics:

i may be a little darling gal of yours

that's when i'm straight and sober, and both feet are on the floor

but sometimes when the booze grabs a hold of me

i get the devil in my eyes and i'm running wild and free

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

you knew right from the start that's my personality

if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

i may be the sweetheart you dreamt of all your life

well, just 'cause i'm sweet, don't mean i'm always nice

i'm tired of you telling me, "honey, please slow down."

i do just what i want, so don't order me around

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

you knew right from the start that's my personality

if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

i may be a fool to act the way i do

even though i'm crazy, i'm still a fool for you

so grab my hands, let's go dance, baby you've got to see

letting loose ain't that hard so come get wild with me

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

you knew right from the start that's my personality

if you can't handle crazy, go ahead and leave

if you don't want a wild one, quit hanging 'round with me

________________________

This thought came in with the breeze on (this gorgeous, lazy, cool) Sunday morning:

Most of the time, when someone asks you to leave or suggests that you stop hanging out, it seems like they don't like you anymore or maybe they're upset with you for some reason. But every once in a great while, I think it may be the complete opposite. Maybe they like you so much it actually becomes hard for them to be around you without completely losing a piece of themselves in you. Sure it's a defense mechanism, and maybe it's not an ideal way to lead your life, but it's amazing what self-preservation can make a person do.

I'm sure the "(S)He's Just Not That Into You", people would beg to differ. We'd be even.

Black Eyed Peas VS. Snow Patrol

I was in spin class today and came to a jarring realization. The Black Eyed Peas (one of my least favorite musical acts) have completely ripped off Snow Patrol (one of my favored - don't want to say favorite - musical acts). Take a listen to the very beginning (30-40 seconds or so) of both songs. The chord progression is COMPLETELY mirrored! I can be listening to the BEP song, and start singing the Snow Patrol lyrics, and vice versa. Please disregard the crappy synthesized nonsense they laid over the top of everything on the BEP song, it could lead to sterilization.

I'll give you the gross song first. I present (they wouldn't allow me to embed the video, so I took this one just for the audio), The Black Eyed Peas, performing their ripped off from Snow Patrol number, "I Gotta Feeling":

and now... for the GOOD song. Here, I offer you the lesser known, but worthy of impersonation, Snow Patrol with their smooth ass song, "Open Your Eyes".

Am I right? You know, sometimes it really does suck living up here on my high horse... it gets lonely.

REVISED 10/18/09:

So after what I thought was a stroke of genius, I was informed of this -

Harumph!

A few beautiful musical moments in film!

Oddly, two of them involve Will Ferrell:

From "Stranger Than Fiction":

From "Winter Passing:

From "High Fidelity":

From "Almost Famous":

And Finally, probably one of my all-time favorite moments ever captured on film.

From "Hedwing & The Angry Inch:

I recommend the movie. Seeing it in its entirety will definitely enhance what I've posted here.

Lyrics:

Forgive me,

For I did not know.

'Cause I was just a boy

And you were so much more

Than any god could ever plan,

More than a woman or a man.

And now I understand how much I took from you:

That, when everything starts breaking down,

You take the pieces off the ground

And show this wicked town

something beautiful and new.

You think that Luck

Has left you there.

But maybe there's nothing

up in the sky but air.

And there's no mystical design,

No cosmic lover preassigned.

There's nothing you can find

that can not be found.

'Cause with all the changes

you've been through

It seems the stranger's always you.

Alone again in some new

Wicked little town.

So when you've got no other choice

You know you can follow my voice

Through the dark turns and noise

Of this wicked little town.

Oh it's a wicked, little town.

Goodbye, wicked little town.

"Community"

Community is probably my favorite fall addition to NBC's already stellar lineup. And by stellar I mean, "The Office" (unbelievably brilliant show/performances every week). At the end of each episode they manage to throw in these hilarious little bits of comedic genius. The remix posted above showcases a couple of these. Enjoy! If you haven't checked out "Community" yet, head over to hulu and do so immediately!

halloween? any takers? Walk it out!!!

Thanks Kanye, and Imma let you finish, but VAN HALEN made one of the best music videos of ALL TIME!!!

Bad Diosa!

I know I've been neglecting you blog... so for now, I just spruced you up with a new playlist! Hope you can forgive me.

Been busy... booking flight to London this week. Two weeks vacation in Europe! Damn that's hot. Much work, and even more play!!!

Thanks to the new flip, video will now be haunting a blog near you. Luckily, I'm the one shooting the video, so Im usually not in it. Now, I just have to learn to keep my damn mouth shut while recording.

Goodnight Moon!

Jim Carroll Band - People Who Died

In my fit of shock, I almost forgot to post about Mr. Carroll, of "Basketball Diaries" fame. RIP - "I SALUTE YOU BROTHER!!!"

"All my friends, they died!"

Jim Carroll Band - People Who Died

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Patrick Swayze - She's like the wind

Wow... So sad... Another one leaves us! :(

I truly wish the press would have left him alone in his last months. The way they hounded him was truly disgraceful... but who ever accused the press of being classy?

Click the link for a Swayze musical wonderland! ;)

"Nobody puts baby in a corner"! - *swoon*

Patrick Swayze - She's like the wind

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Ida Maria - Morning Light

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Ida Maria - Morning Light

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My So-Called Ida Maria

Ida Maria officially owns Jenn at the moment. She strikes the amazing balance of adorable, talented, creative, dainty, darling sprites (Jenny Lewis, Zooey Deschanel) and hard-hitting, brash, outspoken, trash-attacks (Courtney Love, Patti Smith, Excene). It's been a while since I've listened to an album all the way through and been this satisfied. (I am definitely an album snob. I feel like cherry-picking songs from an artists album, is like cherry-picking which parts of the bible you deem worthy of following).

Some seriously notable songs:

Morning Light

I like you so much better when you're naked

Stella

Louie

(NO link for Morning Light, blipped it)

My So-Called Ida Maria

Ida Maria: Fortress Round My Heart

Click above to be linked to her album via Amazon

Music is my...

... Gaia!

I have 3 ipods (I actually have more, but these are the ones I use). I let Justin toy with my pink chromatic nano and gave him free reign over its contents. I handed it over on Thursday and got it back yesterday (Friday) filled with so many musical treats and treasures it's virtually impossible for me to get in a bad mood. I LOVE IT!!!! There's even DEAD BOYS songs on there that I haven't heard!!! I didn't think that was possible. Oh happy happy, joy joy!!!! The dude should become a personalized iPod professional! ;)

Mother Mother - Ghosting

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Reconciliation

The Rolling Stones - Play With Fire

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Another week passes. The birthday week of one of my girls. It's been eventful. There's nothing too extravagant or amazing in this blog, just a recap.

Sunday:
Badass B-Day BBQ at Carrie's, where two of my friends ended up so hammered I was genuinely concerned about their well-being. Arguments ensued. Love and hate raged! Somehow through all the nonsense, I ended up having a pretty swell time.
Monday:
Carrie's ACTUAL Birthday, where two more of my, (I"ll call them), acquaintances revealed their mild need for babysitting and Marilyn Manson revealed his GRAND need for theatrics. Without them, his show left me disenchanted. I guess though, for Mr. Manson, disenchantment is kind of his thing, so maybe that's the whole idea.
Tuesday:
I decided to head out to Paladino's for their final night of swing dancing. I saw a load of old friends. It was nice, but a little bittersweet. I feel as though I have met so many people swing dancing who 1) I don't understand, 2) who don't understand me, 3) I would never have come across were it not for dancing, and 4) probably wouldn't have anything to do with me, were it not for the fact that they think I have something to offer them. It makes me feel dirty. The people I saw who DON'T fall into that category however, are so missed and it was so intensely satisfying to see their beautiful smiling faces again, and all in one place. Kim and Dave are truly wonderful people. I am so happy to see the turnout in support of them, and consider it an enormously complimentary testament to their incomparable character as PEOPLE (not just dancers). It was so over-the-top body heat humid in that place, I could barely bring myself to breath for fear of contracting the swine flu. (did you know I actually broke out in hives on my face because some dude hugged me so hard while he was sweaty? I had an allergic reaction, and have never been able to respond in kind to sweat ever again.)
Two urges overcame me that night. 1 - to MAYBE throw another LA/OC Lindy Binge and 2 - To learn Argentine Tango. Damn that's HOT!
Wednesday:
nun'ya damn bidness. This one is for me, you can't have it!
Thursday:
Girls Night. The girls were in full effect. It was fantastic, and cathartic. Good show at the Grove, followed by normal weekly shenanigans at McClures. Crazy couple showed up and "daaaaannnnccced the Niiiight away". Which was entertaining until the gentleman of the couple decided to sit down and reveal his hairy belly to the bar, periodically rubbing an ice cold glass of water across it in, what I'm guessing was, an attempt to cool himself. As Carrie said, "old man AC?" On my way home, I stopped for a little snacky-poo and almost got barfed on. When I smartly chose another destination for said, snacky-poo, some OTHER dude asked me for a ride... at 2 AM!!! Come on... I'm a slasher flick lover... are you NUTS!? Yeah... why don't I just go investigate a suspicious sound upstairs, while wearing lingerie (if that), beckoning "hello?" the whole time, in the dark too buddy??? Come on.
Friday:
Woke up to the delivery of my John Hughes movies (FINALLY)! Was determined to begin Hughes-fest. Decided for a nice night in with Mr. Hughes and "The Breakfast Club". Wine, fruit, and frozen yogurt.

Throughout the week there were some interspersed political issues. Mostly health reform nonsense. I don't understand a country as developed as this one which can't seem to reconcile within itself that health care for every single one of it's citizens is a GOOD THING!!! Something that we should fight for. For a country so utterly consumed with competition and being number one (at anything and everything possible), I can't understand how it's accetable to so many that we are THE ONLY industrialized, democratic union WITHOUT some form of universal coverage. I can go into great detail here... but not now. This is more of an overview of my week, not Crankfest '09.

The summer is drawing to a close, and it seems like the problems that have permeated this season are starting to work themselves out. Funny how that works. Some of my younger friends, are finding themselves. It's hard and sad sometimes, but other times it's utterly fascinating and I do my best to keep my mamma bear tendencies out of their way. Some of my older friends, on the other hand, are beginning to see a bigger picture, and see themselves in a better, brighter light. It's inspiring to watch them strive for their personal goals, however major or minor they might be.

As for me, I'm awash with ... "what's next"? Not in any kind of anticipatory, or anxious way... just... being, and hoping I can at least be a little like Republica, and "Ready to Go"!

One thing I'm definitely ready for? H2 (Halloween 2). Come to mamma!

Ted Kennedy died this week. The Liberal Lion has passed. For all of their controversy, wealth, fame, tragedy, pain, heartache, glory, and glamour, I happen to remain a fan of the Kennedy family. Their concern for the common, hard-working man, as a whole remains unmatched.

DJ AM died today too. I'm just keeping my mouth shut on this one. As someone who has dealt with hard drug abuse on an up-close, personal level... I'll just say it's always sad when someone dies.

L.A.'s on fire again!
(It's like a) Heat Wave!

Bob Seger- Turn the Page

Ahhhhh...

Bob Seger- Turn the Page

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The Beta Band - Dry the Rain

I've had a crap week. I'm ready for it to turn around! I thought it was turning around, but that was just a momentary blip of awesome! Mamma wants more!

I tend to believe that you get what you give. Maybe I really wronged someone recently? I don't know. If I did, it'd be sweet to know. I'm good with apologies! Either way, I'm sending out the good juju and hoping to get some back! Carrie's B-Day BBQ is tomorrow, and I'm totally looking forward to some good times with some good friends (i.e. NOT the ones that have been "the suck" lately)! Monday... "we're all stars now..." in Marilyn Manson's, "Dope Show"! Woot woot! All good things.

I'm ready.

I'm feeling this song today!

The Beta Band - Dry the Rain

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Total Eclipse of the Heart - Flow Chart Version!

The thing about Michael (Mr. Jackson if you're nasty)

*typed originally 7/7/2009, but not posted until 7/8/2009 (on www.facebook.com/jennsbook) due to respect for the memorial and a bargain I made with my facebook friends that I would give them this day (7/7) to blow up my page with no retaliation (see... I make good on my promises)*

I would be a fool to say that Michael Jackson's life was insignificant. I would be callous and rude to say that he doesn't deserve all the outpouring of emotion that has come his way in recent days/the past week. I would also however, be remiss in not noting that there seems to be some sort of mass delusion going on with the general public in deifying a man who hasn't really done much good in the past 15 years, and in fact has done quite a lot of questionable, if not downright WRONG things! It's quite reminiscent of a cult, to be honest with you. It's like people are purposely forgetting factual information (i.e. NOT SPECULATION) in order to feel closer to his legend, or something. It's very strange. I am not going to go into the multitude of lawsuits filed against him regarding molestation, and inappropriate touching or anything like that. Regardless of those sorts of dealings there are a MANY NUMBER of other things he has done, which would make him a pariah in pretty much any U.S. community, had he not been the bringer of the "thriller... thriller night!".

For instance, if I regularly had doctors frequenting my domicile, asking them for intravenous drugs, and having them administered to me while my 3 YOUNG CHILDREN were living with me, I'd have CPS on my ass in no time, and my children would be taken from me. If I invited the neighborhood kids over for punch and pie and they all liked me so much that they asked if they could spend the night, and I said yes, and their parents for some godforsaken reason though it'd be a good idea, and I got caught sleeping in the same bed with them... again... trouble for Miss Jenn. If I told a young boy that his cancer could be cured by drinking my "jesus juice", I might not end up in jail, but I'd most likely become the neighborhoods favorite person to hate. And with any luck a big-bad-bro might kick the crap outta me. If I died after these instances alone, I'm pretty sure there would be "hurrah's" of joy bounding from all over this god-fearing, self-righteous, moral country! There might even be defecation on my burial place. Surely spitting in the general direction of my corpse!!!

Being a celebrity does not absolve you of being human and having to account for your public indiscretions.

Yet, this man, who delivered 3 amazing albums*, none of them post 1987, is somehow absolved of such things because he's been everyones favorite media-circus-freak!?!?!? NO! Not OK. It's OK to remember him, but lets be honest about it at least. He wasn't some object, shining on a hill, to be glorified for all things that came after him. He was a sick man. I mean genuinely sick. He was a great artist, who blessed us all with some amazing work... who also was stunted psychologically to the point where he performed inappropriate acts with other peoples children (I don't care if he touched them or not, sleeping in the same bed with other peoples young children is NOT OK!!!) and was a drug addict. Is that so hard? They are both true, and they are both him. Just like "Thriller", "Bad", "P.Y.T.", "Man in the Mirror", "Scream", "The Way You Make Me Feel", "Beat It", "Bad", The Girl Is Mine", "Smooth Criminal", "Dirty Diana", "Don't Stop Till You Get Enough", and "Wanna Be Starting Something", were ALL HIS TOO!!!

Everything that was once great about him, is still here. In the words of his sister, "what have you done for me lately", Michael? He hasn't done ANYTHING worthwhile as of late, and NONE OF YOU KNEW HIM!!!!! You didn't hang out. It's not like he was someone who you met up with weekly for coffee and scones. Your regular everyday life is NOT effected by his passing. He wasn't one of your facebook buddies, and if he was, it was because someone who works under him was updating it on his behalf. Or maybe you signed up on his fanpage, I dunno. What we ALL know is that if he WAS one of your facebook buddies, it wasn't actually him on the facebook! I swear... if *I* died, someone you actually know, and someone who actually IS your facebook friend, I seriously doubt you'd be having the same emotional reaction that a lot of people have been having over the Michael. All of his amazing recordings, and videos, are still with us. That doesn't change. The memories that you have of how he effected your youth are still with you. Those memories don't die with him. They stay with you forever.

The man lived a tormented life, one filled with beatings, and controversy, and jealousy, and enabling, and paparazzi, and selfishness, and greed, and MASSIVE wealth, and isolation, and ignorance, and is something that not a single one of us could ever completely understand being that we weren't him. It is VERY likely that his death was a blessing. I can not imagine the daily torment he went through that he called a life. But to dismiss his flaws, and pretend he was some sort of untouchable deity for the sake of honoring his death isn't fair. If you truly love him, love all of him, and then try to reconcile why you think it's OK for him to be a drug addict with three kids but it isn't for your neighbor who lives 4 doors down. Or try explaining to your 40 year-old neighbor why you won't let your kids spend the night at his place, unsupervised.

*cuz lets all be honest here kids, everything after "bad", was worse. He did have a song here and/or there, but there wasn't another album post-"bad" that came even close.

I originally posted some links of articles here for reference, but I omitted them this time around.