Today is a day of beginnings, but also of ends. Glee picks back up after its winter break and hits the final stretch of the season. I'm hoping the music stays as good as the middle of the season.
Manafest released his latest album Fighter today. He's been producing music for a few years now, but I only came across him this past November. He's got this rock with a little rap mixed in style and it's great music to chill out too. Here is the song that got me hooked on his music.
On the side of endings, 1000 Generations announced today that they are disbanding. They put out some great music and they will be missed. I got to know them through a confusing time in my life and this song helped me out a lot.
New stuff starts up all the time, and stuff ends all the time. It's great to celebrate the new and miss the old. I'm sure brighter and better things will come along.
The liljedi Perspective
20120410
20120405
Peace Offering
When I lived back home, there was an abyss on the side of the bunk bed I shared with my sister. It would eat things only to spit them back out 5 minutes after we desperately needed something. The abyss also managed to hold Lego Shaq and a Tony Hawk GameBoy game hostage for a good 3 or 4 years. There was much rejoicing the day they were safely returned after their disappearance.
Now that I'm out of the house, I swear my room is infested with gnomes. They steal things only to return them after I've gotten a replacement item. I now have two bowls because of them. I also have several things of body wash because they just can't be trusted.
The gnomes also like to move things around. Their favorite item is socks. They have a habit of putting socks in random drawers and making all but a few necessary pairs of socks to disappear for weeks on end.
Their most recent activity has been the theft of my Toy Story spoon. I don't want to get another one because the matching fork is still around. Last night I bought some new socks because of the gnomes activities. I'm hoping they will bring my spoon back and take some more of my socks. This peace offering better get my spoon back.....
Now that I'm out of the house, I swear my room is infested with gnomes. They steal things only to return them after I've gotten a replacement item. I now have two bowls because of them. I also have several things of body wash because they just can't be trusted.
The gnomes also like to move things around. Their favorite item is socks. They have a habit of putting socks in random drawers and making all but a few necessary pairs of socks to disappear for weeks on end.
Their most recent activity has been the theft of my Toy Story spoon. I don't want to get another one because the matching fork is still around. Last night I bought some new socks because of the gnomes activities. I'm hoping they will bring my spoon back and take some more of my socks. This peace offering better get my spoon back.....
20120311
Play it Again
When it comes to certain things, I’m still like a little
kid. Yes, I love to watch kids shows, but that’s not the point of this post.
I’m talking about the “read it again” part of being a little kid.
There are a few movies in my life that I can watch over and
over again and not get tired of them. The most recent one is Glee: The Movie.
In the 4 months I’ve had the movie I’ve watched it at least twice a week;
sometimes more.
I love the music of Glee (the plot sucks for the most part)
and the concert DVD lets me get some of the best of the music without having to
deal with the plot. It’s almost like a visual security blanket. If I’ve had a
rough day I know it will make me feel a little better and maybe even dance
some. If I can’t get to sleep I know I can put it in and by the time it’s done
I’ll be ready to sleep.
On another Glee note and related to listening to something
over and over, I just discovered Mark Salling’s album Pipe Dreams a couple
months ago. ITunes has it in my library as pop, but I would also call it rock,
indie, and country all at the same time.
It’s another one of those things I can listen to when I’ve
had a rough day. I keep a copy in my car and if there’s nothing on the radio I
feel like listening to I’ll listen to Pipe Dreams. The entire album is amazing
but my most listened to track is Doppelganger. If you ever get a chance to
check it out, go for it.
20120214
Crime Shows
I decided the other day that I have a strong attraction to
watching crime drama/cop type TV shows. When I was little, it was JAG and
Diagnosis Murder that I liked to watch. When JAG went off air I became
fascinated with NCIS and then 6 seasons later NCIS:LA. I also liked to catch
the occasional episode of Cold Case.
Now that I’m out of the house I watch a little more TV than
I used to and have added The Mentalist, Bones, Criminal Minds, and while it was
on, The Human Target. I was just introduced to Hawaii 5-0 (old and new) a few
weeks ago and love that too. And let’s not forget about Alcatraz that just
started as well. Just about the only shows not in this alphabet soup mess of
shows are the CSI and Law and Order franchises (with the exception of Law and
Order:SVU). I never really got or liked them. They may be successful, but I just
don’t like how the plots and story lines were set up.
I don’t know why I like these shows so much, but I’m not
gonna overthink it too much. If I do that I won’t have any brainpower left to
figure out whom the bad guy is before the cops on the TV shows.
20120212
Spotlight
I wrote this poem in the aftermath of Anna Nicole Smith’s
death 5 years ago. I was home sick from school and they were discussing her
death and the surrounding circumstances on Dr. Phil. And I got frustrated
because I didn’t get why people couldn’t let her death rest in peace without a
big spectacle. Really, it could go for any big celebrity and their families who
has had an untimely death in the past few years, to include Michael Jackson,
Amy Winehouse, and most recently, Whitney Houston.
Spotlight
In one instant, a life is changed
Suddenly, everyone is watching
Now, everybody cares
What you do, how you do it
It’s all out there, ready for people to criticize
Good or bad, it can be seen by all
There is no sympathy
It’s all just a good story
You try to hide, but are sought out
This is the price of the spotlight.
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