stitching ‘n bitching ‘n workin’ my fingers to the fuckin’ bone finally paid off.
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stitching ‘n bitching ‘n workin’ my fingers to the fuckin’ bone finally paid off.
ok wait now…this is just hard. because, there’s no way i can just stop at 10, you know? in fact, there are some artist out there that i’d be hard pressed to pick my top 10 favorite albums of just them! well, close enough, i think. i could pick 10 per genre maybe, per time period? it’s just too hard. i love too much music it’s really frustrating to try and narrow it down to so little.
then again, i think i obsess over it just a little much. lord help me if i didn’t have any music in my life. i’d be bloody fucking insane, that’s for sure.
(totally inspired by the fact that the ipod and i have been gleefully reunited during my longer commutes to work)
also, i was only 6 when this happened:
what i want to know is, why in the fuck do you need to wear SUSPENDERS with SPANDEX?!
sometimes, i really miss no doubt. like, when they were first out tragic kingdom-era. because not too many bands are rockin’ a female frontman and it was fun, and good and i could listen to “don’t speak” about a million times in a row without a hitch because it was just so spot-on.
even when i was like, 14 and had no clue about what heartbreak really feels like. even when all i wanted was to have abs like gwen stefani’s (that whore).
and now they are no more. and i kind of totally miss it.
i could so fall in love with a guitarist. it would be so easy…because i’m practically rendered helpless after a few skillfully plucked notes. just a puddle of goo…it’s shameful, really.
but i can’t help it…i love guitar, i love it so hard i’m not even gonna try and hide it. i can’t, actually — i tried once.
but the thing is, i don’t want to date a musician (again); because the more i think about it the less i feel like i’m totally lusting after whoever’s playing the instrument of my desire (see also: les claypool, slash & aaron lewis), and more like i’m totally swooning over the guitar itself.
there are, of course, exceptions. jimi hendrix rockin’ out on a 1954 les paul custom is just so orgasmically awesome that i need to take a moment to breathe and savor that…
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yeah…it’s that good.
and we all know i’ll forever have a special place in my heart specifically for gavin rossdale. guitar + guitarist/singer sandwich i would love to be in the middle of (except how do you wash off the gwen stefani?).
those are exceptions.
but no matter how much i love aaron lewis, i don’t get nearly excited over him as i do his guitar. and the numerous bass players that are just too fucking cool for school. some of those mofos are sad sacks of ugly — with talent of the gods! — yet i love them anyway. but more and more, i love their guitars more than them. if that makes sense.
there’s not quite anything that gets me all breathless & excited like walking into guitar center and gently plucking a finely-tuned 12-string. or fingering a killer bass. acoustic, electric…they all have a special place in my heart…and i want them.
i want them so bad.
so much more than i want anyone who plays them.
and while musican’s are nice…or rather, guitarists. and there’s something to be said about the strong hands one gets from endlessly playing chords & such (ahem)…none of that is as exciting to me as the guitar.
the smooth neck, the frets, the taut strings, pickups & finish.
i want it.
i want it now.
(and i still want to learn to actually play something other than the random noises i make, but i also kind of feel like that could be a little too…intimate?)
or really, what i should do is stop going to guitar center’s website.
maybe.
album in 2007?
well i’m sorry but you can’t have the pumpkins without james iha. it’s just not possible. also, james iha is just fucking hot, so it’s a requirement.
i remember last time he [corgan] announced a pumpkins “reunion” and i got all excited and such. and then i realized it would never happen, it would never include iha, and he’s an asshole.
now this.
i will say this once:
YOU CANNOT HAVE THE SMASHING PUMPKINS WITHOUT JAMES IHA!!! IT IS NOT THE SMASHING PUMPKINS!!!
stitching ‘n bitching ‘n workin’ my fingers to the fuckin’ bone finally paid off. i made a kick ass shirt:
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Top 10 Favorite Albums (in no particular order…because it just can’t be done) dr. dre – the chronic tool – undertow santana – abraxas makaveli – the don killuminati: the 7 day theory massive attack – mezzanine nirvana – in utero jimi hendrix – are you experienced lauryn hill – the miseducation of lauryn hill […]
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also, i was only 6 when this happened: what i want to know is, why in the fuck do you need to wear SUSPENDERS with SPANDEX?!
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sometimes, i really miss no doubt. like, when they were first out tragic kingdom-era. because not too many bands are rockin’ a female frontman and it was fun, and good and i could listen to “don’t speak” about a million times in a row without a hitch because it was just so spot-on. even when […]
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i could so fall in love with a guitarist. it would be so easy…because i’m practically rendered helpless after a few skillfully plucked notes. just a puddle of goo…it’s shameful, really. but i can’t help it…i love guitar, i love it so hard i’m not even gonna try and hide it. i can’t, actually — […]
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