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Loud Music: Songs For A Plane Ride

I’m flying Friday morning. I happen to be one of the world’s worst flyers. The only way I can get through flying is by listening to music and either drinking just enough beer to make me sleepy or taking Benadryl.

So I’m compiling my list of the songs that I’ll be blasting in my attempt to make me forget I’m on an airplane. Below I’m listing a few of the songs that made the list – each picture links to where you can purchase that specific MP3 through Amazon.com (where I buy all of my MP3s.) And through midnight on Thursday, June 30th, you can get $2.00 worth of MP3s for free through a current Amazon promotion. Free music, and you won’t have to pay a massive court appointed fine to get it!

Loud Music, Michelle Branch – Michelle Branch’s new single hopefully signals the end to her country experiment of the last few years. Not that she was bad at it (because she wasn’t), but that genre has gotten way too saturated. I need some angry, Are You Happy Now? era Michelle Branch, and this rocker delivers.
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The Blog Challenge and A Commencement Week Playlist

Flickr image by user alexkerhead

When I was trying to start working out more, a friend told me that the key to beating laziness was to work out everyday during an extremely busy week. That would provide the motivation I needed to do it everyday regardless.

Much like I had with working out, I have fallen off the wagon writing wise. I have let work consume me to the fact that I become stymied writing wise when I get home every night. Sure, you occasionally get uber-prolific posts like my gay marriage and hockey post and my “blogging is writing” manifesto, but nothing consistent. And frankly, it’s tanked the writing career I was developing. Continue reading

Taylor Swift for the Married Set

Taylor Swift's new album

Taylor Swift releases a new angst filled album today. (Photo: Amazon.com)

I don’t really enjoy Taylor Swift music much in the way I can’t stand Glee or get antsy during old The Wonder Years reruns. Adolescence wasn’t horrible, it’s just something I would rather not hark back to often.

That being said, I understand the young Swift’s appeal; it sounds like she stole the diaries of every 15 year old in America and turned them into country-pop songs. That boy you thought was cute called you an awkward geek? Let’s write a song about it. You have a crush on a friend in a seemingly bad relationship? Let’s write a song about it. You have a crush on an older student-athlete who is a giant jerk but you won’t realize it until he tries to get you in bed? Yet another song. (You know Swift’s songs are universal when hockey players admit to listening to them during their “get to know your team” segments on jumbotrons.)

But someday Taylor Swift is going to grow up, and she may very well get married. What is a young woman who has built her entire career writing about relationship angst going to write about then? The heck that is changing her name post-wedding?

I stood in line for too much time
Waiting this long should be a crime
Why do the license plates move faster
I just want to change my name to Lancaster

Or her new husband’s habit of hanging with the guys after work every single night?

You enjoy one dollar Narragansetts
I enjoy having money to buy presents
You like spending 5pm with your friends
I like not having to make amends
So I won’t bring up that habit
I’d rather you’re happy so I don’t get in trouble for buying that jacket

Or those ever fun questions from relatives about when you’re going to have a kid?

Aunt Gertrude wants to know when we’ll have a baby
I want to tell her she’s pretty crazy
She doesn’t understand our student loan debts
Which will keep us from never buying a bassinet

Someone sign me to a record contract – I can be Taylor Swift for the newly married set! (Never mind that my piano teacher once told my parents, “I never believed being tone-deaf was possible until I met your daughter.” That’s what auto-tune is for, right?) If you have any other topics or ideas of what a married Taylor Swift might sing about, add them to the comments. (Namely because I’d love to get some more non-spammer comments.)

An Analysis of Every Train Song Ever (Or, I’m a Suburbanite)

I have become a suburbanite. The one thing I never wanted to become, I have become. It was time to move out of Allston after a neighbor turned our apartment building into an art studio, complete with an 125 attendee opening night party that involved a huge piece of bad art being placed in front of my door, a full carpet of Miller Light cans left on our front stairs (Where did your taste go, young art goers? Go with Molson if you want a cheap beer.), having the artist-neighbor tell my husband that the artist-neighbor is “a f— horse,” non-existent security after some was promised, and people playing slide on our interior stairs with margaritas in their hands.

The morning after, my husband had to go take an ax he had borrowed (he needed to cut up our broken futon in order to remove it from the apartment) back to his parents house, and while taking it to the car, scared off the homeless man picking up the carpet o’ beer cans. He had to run down the street – with the ax –  to convince the homeless man that he wasn’t threatening him, just taking an ax to his car, and to encourage him to please take all the beer cans. Luckily, this happened at 6:30am on a Saturday morning, otherwise I think this would have become more of a problem than it was.

So we moved to the ‘burbs. (Truthfully, it was in the works way before this art opening/ax incident, but it helped seal the deal.)

Moving to the suburbs means I now have a long-ish commute on the commuter rail, which in turn leads to me spending much quality time with my iPod, which in turn has led me to the following conclusion:

Every Train song is the same. Continue reading

Is Forever the new Rock and Roll Part 2?

In chatting with my childhood best friend Tricia about what song her and the other attendants should be introduced to at my recent wedding, we Googled for lists of entrance songs. One of the first songs listed on The Knot (that horrible, soul crushing website) for “ideal entrance songs” was Chris Brown’s Forever.

“Oh, absolutely not,” immediately commented Tricia.

I nodded in agreement. “Chris Brown ruined it for himself.” I began reading off the other options, and we ended up settling on my original choice.

Later that evening, I was thinking about our immediate dismissal of Forever. It has a home in my iPod, after a friend’s wedding played it mere weeks after it was released and I thought it was an ideal wedding reception song. Brown, however, became caught up in his domestic abuse scandal with fellow pop star Rhianna months later, and the song went from Fred The iPod’s “Most Played” list to the “Hey, You Remember You Paid 99 Cents For These Songs, Right?” list. Continue reading

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