The Skye Friday of My Dreams

MAGIC BUS!

1. Skye news of sorts: I had a dream last night that I was part of some massive Skye fan network, each member of which was eligible to win a FREE T-SHIRT. The fact that there were 200,000 of these somehow signified that Skye had arrived as a pop megastar. AND she and her band had learned every Who song ever recorded and would be inserting them randomly into their setlists. For some reason this meant that Skye would also be a major crossover success (indie crossover, I guess?). Aly and AJ were in the dream, too, starring in an Olsen twins-esque sitcom with some terrifying conspiracy happening behind the scenes, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Then Em and I hopped on a rollercoaster balanced precariously on an old wooden bridge, took off, eventually fell off the bridge and plummeted until I woke up.

2. Chicken Noodle Soup has never been discussed at this here site, which is unconscionable. I'll bring it up to gripe about this AMG feature, lots of idiocy on display, a total waste of an interesting idea.

3. I've been liking just about everything I've been hearing lately. Still searching: Yo La Tengo, Hold Steady [EDIT: listening party here], Mountain Goats, Platinum Weird, Persephone's Bees, Bertine Zeitlitz. A few others.

Enjoying: Justin T (sorta), The Rapture (more than I thought I would), Girl Talk (Dave: "Makes my brain dance more than my body." Ross: "It makes my SOUL dance!"), Junior Boys, Final Fantasy, Joanna Newsom. Best moment in Night Ripper? I say "My Humps" + "Heartbeat," though "Wait" + "Bittersweet Symphony" is pretty great.

4. Speaking of which, working on a snap version of "The Final Countdown" now, but can't figure out how to change the BPM on this free software. More later.

5. History of Jop, Shamefully Belated Discovery 1987 edition: LeVert - Casanova, not nearly as clueless in this round. Currently: approximating my way through "Winnie the Pooh" on the piano (in 1988 "what were you into at the time" will = the Suzuki method).

6. Shamefully Belated Discovery 194_ edition: Betty Hutton, "Murder, He Says"!

7. Aly n' AJ can't keep their new album on the shelves in stores across America! Because it's a holiday album and the stores refuse to stock it. Wooooops.

[EDIT:] 8. Idolator, which is now the worst, most useless music blog I read regularly (take that!), just ran a smartass post on Pfork track reviews etc. I'm linking it because of a statement in the comments section [not in the main post] regarding my Paris track review, coming right at the end of a full Week of No Paris here at C4B.

What about 8+ for Timberlake and 3.5 stars given to Paris Hilton? Are they not worthy of scorn? Is Paris Hilton now to be considered a musician?

And for the record, I originally gave this song four stars (out of five) and was already underrating by 1/2, since this will probably make my top ten singles of the year.

[EDIT 2:] 9. Briequote! Re: Belly button vs. Snooze button (duh, answer is bellybutton because there are always other ways to wake yerself up again but nothing can replace your bellybutton THINK PEOPLE THINK)

Commenter: belly button all the way!!!!

if you poke your belly button you get a weird feeling!!!

love

rachel

Brie Larson: yeah! it also feels weird when you poke your...well...nevermind.

Commenter: belly button.
just because it`s part of a really awesome inside joke & it sounds cool in german.

Brie Larson: und Franzosen!

How's Brie's German? Babelfish sez she just said "and Frenchmen" when I think she meant "in French." Laura now's yer chance to comment on my blog for the first time ever to clarify this possible error!

10. I had a dream last night (Friday) that a new TIME TRAVEL feature of my insulin pump (but not my upgraded pump, which has time travel AND continuous blood glucose monitoring capabilities, both of which are too expensive to be of any practical use until insurance covers them) could transport me to one specific moment in my life (somewhere in my mid-30s I think) and from there I could live it again however I liked so long as I didn't die before I could push the time-travel button again. (The button was actually a series of commands so that you couldn't do it accidentally in your sleep; they look out for these things at Minimed.) I did this three times in the dream before meeting a spiritual guide of sorts who led me across the top of a chain link fence, where I (for the second time in two days/nights) fell to my doom, or WOULD have were it not for the MAGIC PUMP. Hmmmmm.