music

What Distracts Me Wednesdays – Pandorify, wait what?

10 October, 2012
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What Distracts Me Wednesdays – Pandorify, wait what?

I’ve often talked about how much I like music. I even wrote another What Distracts Me Wednesdays about Palladia recently. I almost always have some tunes playing whether it’s at home, on my commute from hell, or while in the cube. You might say music makes me tic. I have a music library that, well, would shock most. I can remember my the first album I bought with my own dough, Devo – Freedom of Choice, which was quickly followed up with AC/DC’s Back in Black (a must have for everyone into music). I also remember the very first CD I purchased, the Talking Heads…

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Lowering Expectations

26 September, 2012
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Lowering Expectations

    What constitutes a love song? I was listening to the radio this morning and they were talking about the latest love songs. What does that mean? Are they talking about traditional love songs? The sappy ones about how people love each other? What about the ones about unrequited love? Don’t those count? Or the ones about hate? Isn’t hate just another form of love inverted yet dependent upon the visceral? How about this? Isn’t this a form of love? How many people equate love and sex? So what about those lyrics? Do they count? Following, if love is…

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Skid Row Got Slaughtered By Warrant

2 September, 2012
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*This post is inspired by the awesome Alyssa who blogs at The Wild, Weird World Of Us. Check out this post, this one, and this one. I used to love Guns N’ Roses big time when I was a teen and kind of forgot about all the other bands I would listen to until Alyssa left a comment mentioning bands like Slaughter, Warrant, and Skid Row. OMG, I loved these guys and it also brought back memories of being obsessed with the magazine Metal Edge. I saw Warrant (RIP Jani Lane 1964-2011) along with Ratt and Great White when I…

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Ready To Rock!

28 August, 2012
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Ready To Rock!

The very first concert I went to was to see Whitesnake at the L.A. Forum. I went with my dad and was so excited. Pretty soon the lights went down, the crowd cheered, and I thought it was so cool how everyone was there for one reason. The music. My next most memorable concert was seeing Guns N’ Roses opening up for The Rolling Stones at the L.A. Coliseum. My dad and I were literally in the nosebleed section, up at the absolute very top of the arena. Before I knew it, Axl Rose was singing Welcome To The Jungle…

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Music Monday: Nelly Furtado

6 August, 2012
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Music Monday: Nelly Furtado

Tonight I leave for San Francisco and Tuesday morning I’m off to North Carolina to visit the set of Safe Haven! I’ll check in as much as I can and there are two great guest posts this week. I’m feeling so giddy about my trip so I say, Let’s Dance!

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Music Helps Soothe The Soul

21 June, 2012
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Music Helps Soothe The Soul

For as long as I can remember, music has been a big part of my life. At the age of 3, I had a thing for Shaun Cassidy. I vaguely remember any of this but my mom never lets me forget and we still laugh about it. Shaun apparently was also my imaginary friend and once at a restaurant, I kept on telling my mom that Shaun would have to go to the bathroom. She led us there once but refused my repeated requests afterwards. I wasn’t thrilled with this but can now understand how irritating that must have been fo…

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Because This Song Will Forever Be Stuck In My Brain

9 June, 2012
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You know the song. What? No, not that song, the other one. Yeah, the one I can never escape and listen to 162 times a day. I’m hooked. Goyte featuring Kimbra – Somebody that I used to know ~~~~~ Kimbra – Settle Down ~~~~~ Goyte – Easy Way Out ~~~~~ Goyte – Don’t Worry, We’ll Be Watching You ~~~~~

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Guns N’ Roses & Me

26 April, 2012
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Guns N’ Roses & Me

  I was born in Los Angeles but when I was 3 years old my mom and I moved several states away to a very small town. Think Footloose but without Kevin Bacon and Sarah Jessica Parker and without the dancing. My mom remarried 4 years later and had my younger sister. When I was 12, I decided I wanted to live with my biological dad aka sperm donor who lived in California. He was a musician, played guitar and was a singer, and had talent that he eventually wasted. At the time, he was married to my stepmother aka…

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