Skye Friday Is ON THE MARCH!

Some people might complain about a T-shirt in their pizza but Skye just WEARS it!

That's right, starting next week, you will ONLY be able to read Skye Friday posts that were written and published in Philly. Except when I post from other places.

Also, last week's discarded Skye Friday post happened (not) to occur on the one-year anniversary of Cure for Bedbugs -- which, if you haven't checked the archives, started as a place for me to put my angst (and travel writing, same difference). Now I use it to talk about other people's angst and pop music resulting therefrom.

ONE YEAR FUN FACT: This blog gets its name from an actual case of bedbug bites! Remember, googlers, there is NO surefire cure for bedbugs. You can only hope to take your mind off it a bit...by reading this blog!

Angst schmangst, blog schmlog. Big Skye news, as reported on her Myspace. You knew I was going to post the whole thing, so PLEASE READ IT. (No, I won't break up the text a little...what are you, chicken?)

The short epic history of your new favorite little monster with the candy-coated smile- SKYE SWEETNAM Once upon a time there was a little wild child born on an orange moon in 1988. She came out screaming and peeing on the doctor letting the world know she had arrived. With a big curl of hair on her head and pretty little eyes as blue as the Scottish Isle, she was appropriately named SKYE. This little girl grew up to a bigger little girl- thats me. Coming from the small Canadian town Bolton, I had been drinking some of the infamous Canadian well water that turns you into a singer/songwriter. I played hooky to write and record Noise from the Basement, my first record in my friends parents house. I was signed at fourteen and I immediately started touring everywhere from summer camps, to twenty-one plus clubs (when I was sooooo underage), to arenas with Britney Spears when I was sixteen. I was trying to pay my dues as they say I guess performing two minute versions of Cats and Les Miserables for years doesnt count. So the time came around for album number two, and it was my chance to take advantage of the big budget and show everyone Ive learned a thing or two. I had about 30 songs under my belt when I got sucked into adore ya, scorn ya, California. I was so worried it would suck me in and turn me into you know a fake bitchy poser loser diva. I did my rounds trying to force my share of creative relationships. Nothing seemed to capture my vision for the new record until I wrote a song with one of the coolest guys about the very thing I was having trouble with: Being afraid of getting sucked into the big city, yet not believing I would. That guy is Mr. Tim Armstrong. I dont believe in ghosts but Im afraid of them thats how it goes. Cmon I know you cant resist signing along! Tim and I ended up becoming great friends and we later wrote two more tracks for the record. One of which, Into Action features The Aggrolites newly signed to Tims Hellcat Records. So then I get the call from the label that the most in demand production/writing team in the industry is open to try and write together. Dun dun dun dun THE MATRIX To be honest that was exactly what I didnt wanna do especially since theyre responsible for that ever so COMPLICATED song that came up in everyone of my interviews last year! Geeze! I even had anti-Matrix written on one of my guitars. So I went ahead cautiously into the Matrix studio, prepared with books of art, lyrics and strong ideas about not sounding like anything else. I wanted comic book heroine meets heavy Hit me baby one more time. I guess working with KORN kinda rubbed off on them, because after the first song we wrote Music Is My Boyfriend, I was already chanting over heavy guitars, signing contagious melodies and writing the captain of all hooks! Yargh! I give the MATRIX all the props in the world for being so amazing. They really are talented! You can head bang to it and dance and mosh and sing along! My boyfriend is the bang, the boom, the beat! and after that song we pinpointed SKYE SOUND. So with my vintage SPICE GIRL rings from a cereal box and my huge-mongous boots I was ready for world domination. We ended up writing the rest of the record together. See kids the moral is dont dis anything til you try it! Along my travels in LA, I ran into an ultra cool MC/Rapper Aksent. After hearing her music, I knew I had to get her in on one of the tracks. BOYHUNTER, a girl power anthem about hunting down boys as if they were animals seemed to be a perfect fit! After the Matrix heard her they knew as I did, the two of us playing off each other over a hot beat was too hard to resist. I liked the idea of being a hybrid of all things cool. I took influence from being on the Britney tour, from my favorite place in the world JAPAN, from my DIY rebel roots in the basement, and from my grandfathers bulldozers in the real rock business. Ive been fed up with all young girls out today preaching that theyre REAL whats happened to the magic? And what the hell has happened to the sound? So this record is tilted SOUND SOLDIER! I am music warrior, defending noise in the fight against silence. Im a tutu wearing new breed of doll with killer lipstick in my pocket to use on the boys I hunt. I stand for auditory extremes and a wicked fashion sense! I pledge to maintain sonic integrity and I will always promise to play my music loud! So you may wonder what youre listening toone part punk funk, one part little girl wanna-be, like a razor in a lollipop, too-sugary-to handle on the outside but it bites back when you least expect! Who cares what it is as long as you like it. You can hate me after the songs over! Nanananana I got a MICROPHONE!

This, of course, replaces the triple review of My Homemade DVD (dir. Skye Sweetnam), "Radio Free Roscoe," and "Switched," all of which are extremely old. Whereas this is extremely new.

I'm a little disappointed she went with Sound Soldier, but only in relation to the comparative awesomeness of her other choices. The name does fit her tone here, and if the album is as strong as her voice (no evidence to the contrary so far) then maybe it's an appropriate title.

Note the many Angry Samoans references that now abound her page. All discarded titles would be EXCELLENT for future split EPs, rarities comps, and blog-storming mixtapes.

Sound Solider preview: Watch "Bring It Back" live, courtesy Nahdoo.net, now in not-quite-as-shitty quality! (It's a huge file, fair warning!)