Hey guys, it turns out that I've got an extra ticket to the 5pm Cobra show on Saturday in Farmingdale. Anyone want it? It's a will-call ticket, so you'll have to meet up with me at the venue in order to get it. Comment here if you want it!
All of a sudden, I can't get "Nine in the Afternoon" out of my head. When is the single being released?? Soon, right? I... well, I never thought I'd say this about a Panic! song, but I *need* it. Still, I trust the flist to provide as soon as it comes out.
In the meantime, I am head over heels for the Sounds. Female-fronted bouncy New Wave-y synth-pop? Yes please!
People I have hooked on the "Guilty Pleasure" video so far: one current classmate, one former classmate, one co-worker, one girl from my Teen Advisory Board, several cousins, and my mom.
And yet, for all of my HARD WORK, what is my reward?? The two Cobra shows local(ish) to me (CT and MA) are the two days right before I get back from our family vacation to Mexico. Not to complain about the trip, because I'm pretty psyched about it, but DAMN, that is some shitty timing.
HOWEVER, I might be able to make it down to Long Island for the very last date of the tour on March 8th. I guess I have until Saturday to decide! Who else is going to that show? Anyone feel like road-tripping down from MA with me?
New default icon! BFFs 4eva! Made for me by the fabulous and talented inkjunket.
In other news, I am considering changing the name of this journal. It's okay, but I've never been wholly satisfied with it. (So of course, it makes perfect sense to change it *after* I've just met a whole bunch of people under that name. Oh well.) I wanted to change it to palegreenthings, but somebody else already has that name, so now I'm trying to come up with other variations on the green theme. Anyone have any brilliant ideas?
I really should get around to posting a full recap of the FOB/etc. show in Lowell this weekend, but mostly what I want to say about this weekend boils down to: dude, fangirls are the *best*. A huge swarm of us descended onto giddygeek's house on Friday night after the show and squeed over the concert and ate pizza and fell asleep watching LOTMS, and then in the morning we watched -- is it My Heart Will Always Be the B-Side To My Tongue? Anyway, the FOB disc with footage of TINY BABY PATRICK OMG ♥ which I had never seen before (!), and I got to watch it with a roomful of pajama-clad fangirls, while eating pancakes and cuddling a kitty, and seriously, can every morning start out that way??
Then, of course, yesterday I came down with a hideous cold, so I've spent the rest of my weekend lying on the couch and watching Friday Night Lights and trying to keep my head from exploding. From other people's reports, it seems I'm not the only one to finish off the weekend with a cold. It doesn't seem right, somehow; our mini-con shouldn't have been big enough for Con Crud! Anyway, I hope we're all feeling better before long, and so I'm off to bed to try to make that happen.
...I think I may have just fallen in love with Cobra Starship.
I mean, first there was "Snakes on a Plane (Bring It)," which I dug, but I wasn't really feeling the rest of their songs yet. [video] Then there was "The Church of Hot Addiction"; it's still not my favorite song, nor do I love all the strippers/half-naked women in the video, but I can't deny that the last minute or so, with Gabe marrying the giant bunny, is purely, bizarrely delightful. And kind of creepy! [video] And as if that weren't enough, the bunny's true identity is revealed in "Send My Love To The Dancefloor, I'll See You In Hell (Hey Mister DJ)," as is Gabe's true purpose on Earth: to teach us all to stop taking ourselves so seriously and just DANCE. This is a message I heartily endorse! [video]
However, it took the one-two punch of this interview in Out magazine and the release of the video for "Guilty Pleasure" to secure my love for them. I particularly appreciated this exchange in the Out interview:
Love stories! Walking the walk! So, yeah, Gabe Saporta just went up several notches in my esteem. And THEN I watched the "Guilty Pleasure" video (see it here, if for some reason you have managed to avoid watching it like 50 times already), and, I just. They're so happy! and silly! and they're giggling and smiling and dancing this completely ridorkable dance and playing Twister! Also, wow, is that song catchy. Finally, gigantic posted a couple of smoking hot pictures of them today, and, well. That's it, I'm done.
*whistling* So, um, anyone got any good pictures to share? Of the band, Gabe, Gabe/William Beckett (looking poised to become my newest OTP), anything...? I know I've seen a couple of really good Gabe/William pictures that I foolishly didn't save at the time. Any Gabe/William fic recs? *grabby hands*
me: I feel [Gerard and I] are kindred souls! smelly nerds with vampire fetishes who spend all our time trying to make the world better by hanging out with teenagers and trying to inspire them!
Well, it's no secret around these parts that I've fallen hard for bandom, thanks almost entirely to inkjunket's heroic efforts. And, oh man, it is such a happymaking place, full of sparkly pink tiaras and unicorn shirts and eyeliner, not to mention some pretty awesome music. So imagine my excitement when, over dinner the other night, fuschia expressed interest in hopping on the bandom love train! "Especially Pete/Patrick," she requested, and so I am here to give the people what they want.
I've spent most of today at the computer, doing homework and work-work, and, oh yeah, also making icons. Come, share the fruits of my procrastination, and enjoy! Please comment and credit if you take any.
So I get home tonight, and by "home" I mean inkjunket & J's house, except that they are currently on their honeymoon so it's just me and the cats. And I'm all excited to watch some Ugly Betty, which I started when I was here last week and you guys, it's really great, and not just because the cast is awesome and diverse and there are lots of queer folks and fabulous ladies and even a well-written, multifaceted (and totally smokin') transgendered character. Anyway, but I am sadly thwarted in my attempt to watch this show because our pals who have been doing cat-feeding duty have borrowed it. WOE. But that's okay, because then I figure I'll just watch the bits of Life on the Murder Scene that I haven't seen yet, even though I was sort of waiting for inkjunket to return so I could watch it with her, but she loves me and would understand that I needed the MCR boys to be there with me in my time of crisis/post-evening-class malaise.
So I pop in the DVD and settle on the couch and start to listen to Gerard talk about saving lives, when the TV makes a fuzzy noise and the screen goes blank, and I can still hear the audio but there's no video. I make a sad face, and then I investigate and determine that all the cords are plugged in correctly, and that's pretty much the extent to which I'm willing to go mucking around in someone else's complicated TV/VCR/DVD/TiVo setup, and then I make a REALLY sad face and turn the TV off and on a bunch of times, and once the video comes back for another minute and then goes off again, and then the TV just makes a clicking noise every time I turn it on. What's going on? How did that happen??
So now I am making an EXTREMELY VERY sad face because I have been denied the joy of watching Frank kick Gerard in the crotch, and I go upstairs and turn on the computer, intending to console myself by wading through LJ for a while, and the computer comes on and I start up Firefox... and it tells me there's no internet connection.
What have I done to deserve this???
(I restarted the computer and was, obviously, able to get a connection eventually. THANK GOD. Ack, but now the printer -- which I have not used! -- is making strange noises at me. ??? Perhaps I'm emitting some sort of strange frequency tonight that sends any nearby electronic equipment into a tizzy? Is this my new mutant superpower? WILL I EVER WATCH TV AGAIN??)
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