Hello bouys, and grrls. I was feeling pretty excited about two bands, and I didn't want to split it up into two different posts, so I ate a green mushroom, and now you get to have a "1 UP" with the required listens. The Bands I chose were Four Year Strong, and Portugal. The Man.
I am going to start out with Four Year Strong.
"Four Year Strong is an American pop punk/ melodic hardcore band from Worcester, Massachusetts, formed in 2001. The group consists of vocalists and guitarists Dan O'Connor and Alan Day, bassist Joe Weiss, keyboardist and back-up vocalist Josh Lyford and drummer Jackson Massucco." (Wiki)
I've seen them once in concert, and they are one of my favorite bands, I will post some links below, and a music video.
Next, Portugal. The Man. I was browsing through Graywhales selection, and stumbled across their album Censored Color. I had heard good things about this band, and I really wanted to know more, so I bought it, and listened to it, gotta say, it blew my mind. You should check them out.
Four Year Strong links:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_Year_Strong
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nS3PoOQT_T8&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_YNVSoCnoUs (my Fav)
Portugal. The Man. Links:
Monday, August 9, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
"If I had a dollar bill for every time I've been wrong..."
Here I am again, getting back into the groove of things. It is now August, and skool is right around the corner ready to fill my life with uncontrollable emotions. Needless to say, I can't wait to get it over with. No, this post isn't about Scool, or about emotions, although, you would think it would be, I was just trying to set a scene. Fail'd terribly, but still. My post is about how I am wrong about a lot of things, a lot of times.
Through-out my lyfe I have had huge mis-calculations that have thrown me into a tailspin of self-loathing, and you know, all that jazz... I can think of a couple that are still pretty fresh in my mind. I wish I had had better understanding to fix these mistakes of my youth.
Getting a Girlfriend Sophomore Year: Some would not call this a mistake, but I would. I didn't need a girlfriend, I wass just following in the path of my friends, I remember we had that stupid competition to see who would be the last person in the crew to kiss a girl. I got so caught up in that, that when I met this girl, I had no intrest in her personality, I was looking at her looks, and the fact that she was willing to kiss me. I also remember getting tormented with a running joke of "if I didn't get a kiss from a girl, I was going to get kissed by a guy" this was not even close to funny, it made me nervous to hang out with people I thought were my friends. I was in a constant defense-mode. To those who partook in this "joke", Screw you. (it's harsh, but it has to be said. Aren't friends suppose to support their friends?) But as it turns out I got incredibly annoyed by her, and eventually -but not surprising- she cheated on me. It ruined what could be a great friendship, and I said some things that were hurtful, so did she. I would just like to say I ma sorry for all that happened in that period of time.
Leaving Early from Beirut: I am actually pretty sad that I missed this concert. I really liked this band, but my ride wanted to leave, and I did not want to try and find another way home (Which I found out could have been Cory Cooper). I am not mad at my ride, I am mad at myself for not being presistant. I am also upset with their shirt selection... I mean it was almost as bad as Ben Folds' shirt selection, which consisted of one shirt that really just plained stunk. I wanted a cool shirt like all the shirts I saw others wearing. What the heck. I digress- I vow never to leave another concert early again*.
Not Being More Nice Last Year: I wish I would have had a better attitude about people last year, no offense to anyone, but people suck. I just wish I had taken the time to make more friends, and complimented more people, more often. I saw this as a real kick in the pants, people don't like mean people. I was a loner, and being a loner is not the way to be. Good thing I have one more year to make that up...
These are the things I could think of....
enjoi
Through-out my lyfe I have had huge mis-calculations that have thrown me into a tailspin of self-loathing, and you know, all that jazz... I can think of a couple that are still pretty fresh in my mind. I wish I had had better understanding to fix these mistakes of my youth.
Getting a Girlfriend Sophomore Year: Some would not call this a mistake, but I would. I didn't need a girlfriend, I wass just following in the path of my friends, I remember we had that stupid competition to see who would be the last person in the crew to kiss a girl. I got so caught up in that, that when I met this girl, I had no intrest in her personality, I was looking at her looks, and the fact that she was willing to kiss me. I also remember getting tormented with a running joke of "if I didn't get a kiss from a girl, I was going to get kissed by a guy" this was not even close to funny, it made me nervous to hang out with people I thought were my friends. I was in a constant defense-mode. To those who partook in this "joke", Screw you. (it's harsh, but it has to be said. Aren't friends suppose to support their friends?) But as it turns out I got incredibly annoyed by her, and eventually -but not surprising- she cheated on me. It ruined what could be a great friendship, and I said some things that were hurtful, so did she. I would just like to say I ma sorry for all that happened in that period of time.
Leaving Early from Beirut: I am actually pretty sad that I missed this concert. I really liked this band, but my ride wanted to leave, and I did not want to try and find another way home (Which I found out could have been Cory Cooper). I am not mad at my ride, I am mad at myself for not being presistant. I am also upset with their shirt selection... I mean it was almost as bad as Ben Folds' shirt selection, which consisted of one shirt that really just plained stunk. I wanted a cool shirt like all the shirts I saw others wearing. What the heck. I digress- I vow never to leave another concert early again*.
Not Being More Nice Last Year: I wish I would have had a better attitude about people last year, no offense to anyone, but people suck. I just wish I had taken the time to make more friends, and complimented more people, more often. I saw this as a real kick in the pants, people don't like mean people. I was a loner, and being a loner is not the way to be. Good thing I have one more year to make that up...
These are the things I could think of....
enjoi
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