Friday, August 29, 2014

Jam of the Day: Faze Miyake - "Dun Kno"


Sleek, omnious, and foreboding trap-influenced track from up and coming grime producer Faze Miyake.

Videos of the Week


Happy Friday and Happy Labor Day Weekend! Here are the videos that got me through the week:



Charli XCX looks like she's having fun breaking the rules in this video.



This rather somber Coldplay track gets a goofy video treatment.



Trippy video from Bear In Heaven.



Single shot video that adds a sinister element to an already hypnotic, moody track.



Things get progressively weird in this clip from Usher.



Grimes' Rihanna-rejected track gets an over-the-top video treatment.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Jam of the Day: Broods - "Evergreen"


Captivating and hypnotic track "Evergreen," the title track to New Zealand duo Broods' debut album. On tour now with Sam Smith.

Non-Sequiturs


My gorgeous friend John.


Tatts, motorcycle, and cigar.  Yum.


Nice and furry.


Grrrrrr.


Beefy bull.


Damn.


Sexy.

Gorgeous stomach.


Nice fur pattern.


So cute.


Stretch.


Love the beard.


Adorable.


Not really my type, but damn, that's one killer body.


Woof.


I'm here for the view.


UNF.


Handsome.


Back fur kiss.


Damn damn damn.


Sleepy cute.


Sexy yawn.


Grrrrrr.


I'd be holding on to him too.


Hot ginger.


Another one that's not my type generally, but damn.


Beautiful back.


Gorgeous.


Ditto.

It's not my job to make you happy.

I am sort of addicted to watching movie previews.

It appears that slutty is the new business casual.

Sweet, I am eligible to get a free new iPhone 5 battery. Mine has completely gone to shit in the last couple of months.


This cracked me up.

Please excuse my rampant hair overgrowth for the next couple of weeks, as I try to transition going back to having a full head of hair.

Complaining about Atlanta traffic is like complaining about heat in the summer. It is always going to happen, get over it.

Dear ladies with heels, it is not necessary to stomp through the office hallways like a deranged dromedary.

The only possible reason to go to Red Lobster is for the cheddar biscuits.


We all have experienced them at some point in our lives, these people who at first seem either funny, genuine, quirky, nice, or some combination of those qualities, but then over time reveal themselves to be two-faced, snakes in the grass, obsequious, or toadying. What amazes me is how many people are still charmed by them, somehow still under the spell they cast. Thankfully, I have extricated most of said people from my life. I only wish I could truly get rid of all of them.

Interpol's new record El Pintor finds the band finally enjoying making music again. You can definitely tell there is a more driving force behind these songs. I am guessing the departure of Carlos Denglar had a lot to do with it.

If you have to ask someone if you can chat with them while you work out, you obviously don't go to the gym for the right reason.

Some people are so full of shit they should have Roto-Rooter on speed dial.


Pretty much.

I genuinely enjoy roasted or pan seared Brussels sprouts, however, I don't not enjoy the smell of them cooking.

One of the bad thing about these home renovation shows is that after a few episodes you basically have seen what the designer's aesthetic is and it really isn't a surprise anymore with what they do with these houses.

This has been the strangest summer in Atlanta. We have only had a handful of really hot days.


One of the contract attorneys on the project I am assisting with, quit this week over alleged work conditions (no internet, no overtime, etc.) that were unacceptable to them. These conditions have been pretty standard on any document review project. I just found it amusing that this person pitched such a fit about it, then returned the following morning and asked for their job back.

In-N-Out Burger is good. It ain't that good.

Apparently, Hello Kitty is a little girl and not a cat.

When did dog shit brown become a paint color for cars?

Aren't Muzak versions of Steely Dan songs redundant?

Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.


Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"When she went then love come over,
My head abounds,
Oh, the feelings.
And she wept, hold me again,
I made no sound.
Oh, the beating.
And she swore love is never gone, so easily.
Then we went over again,
My head abounds
Oh, the feeling.

She sang, you don't need time,
Be tame, you won't meet your mate inside.
My faith won't lie.

He sang you don't need need mine,
Behave, you wanna leave my lady lovers,
of my 18 summers, alone.

She said you don't read minds,
Be patient.
You won't leave me shaken,
Leave me shaken.

I keep falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

I keep falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

It's all the rage back home,
It's all the rage back home.

When she sang, love come over,
My head abounds, oh the feeling.

She said you wanna refine, be paid,
you wanna see my face in lights,
My faith won't lie.

But my sweet, you don't read minds,
Do away, and just say you love me,
just say you love me, alone.

She said you don't read minds, be patient,
you won't see me shaken,
Well I've been mistaken.

I keep falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

I keep falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

It's all the rage back home,
It's all the rage back home.

All the rage back home,
All the rage back home.

I keep falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

It's all the rage back home,
All the rage back home,
All the rage back home.

Falling,
Maybe half the time,
Maybe half the time.

It's all the rage back home.
All the rage back home,
All the rage back home,
All the rage back home."

Interpol
"All The Rage Back Home"

"So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter
But I'm so tired of eating
All of my misspoken words
I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah
Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol
I'm no good at aiming
But I can aim it at you
I know my actions, they may get confusing
But my unstable ways is my solution
To even space
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
(Secretly I think you knew)."

Banks
"Beggin For Thread"

"Passing time has no surprise
When pleasure found is my resource
Should I lose my lover's eyes
Then secrecy will hide my course

Forgotten lies aim to distract me
This moon-mind must not connect
Pure nature will contain me
Free fall in air I will surpass
When I'm falling, calling, I return
Floating closer to your shore

I start to drift with the tide
Maybe I'll reach, I'll reach the beach
My heart is sealed watertight
Maybe I'll reach. I'll reach the beach

When in your eyes I see the sign
A teasing passion for a desperate man
Should I lose my lover's eyes
Then secrecy will hide my course
When I'm feeling too sure, then I drown
Floating closer to your shore

I start to drift with the tide
Maybe I'll reach, I'll reach the beach
My heart is sealed watertight
Maybe I'll reach, I'll reach the beach"

The Fixx
"Reach The Beach"

Appealing Things

The Highland Tap; it never disappoints
Raising almost $14k from our R4H pool party
Banks' Goddess
The True Blood finale wrapping up all the loose ends.
Prime rib, Oscar style

Annoying Things

The True Blood finale being rather boring
Summer wrapping up
Martyrs
When debut albums only compile previously released material

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Jam of the Day: Eves - "Zen"


Gorgeous track from the latest buzz girl from Down Under, Eves, who comes from Brisbane, Australia.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Jam of the Day: Interpol - "All The Rage Back Home"


In honor of the upcoming release of Interpol's brilliant new record El Pintor, here is the lead off track "All The Rage Back Home," which starts off deceptively calm before erupting into a prototypical Interpol barn burner.

Video: Esben and the Witch - "Dig Your Fingers In"


Sinister track from Esben and the Witch gets an eerie, on-shot video to accompany it.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Jam of the Day: SBTRKT ft. Warpaint - "War Drums"


Intriguing collaboration between SBTRKT and Warpaint.

Non-Sequiturs


Yes.


If I had a body like that, I would be looking at it all the time as well.


Cutie beef.


Delicious.


Furry hotness.


Beefy.


Damn.


Locker room booty and back.


Wow.



UNF.


Haaaay.


Adorable.


Ginger tatts.


Cute and beard.


Thick.


Yawn.


Stretch.


Daddy beef.


Solid.


Brawny man.


Woof.


Perfect.


That body is amazing.


Dapper.


Sexy smirk.


Cutie cub.


Grrrr.


Lick.

Not my circus, not my monkeys.

Isn't the point of a committee to do the task they have been assigned?

If you want to catch someone in a lie about something, ask them a yes or no question. It is much harder to lie when you don't have wiggle room to fabricate an answer.

Although I am happy with my job at the moment, I have job search engines send me job openings every week just in case some dream job pops up. LinkedIn obviously has a bizarre process, as I keep getting job openings in completely unrelated areas of work.

I rarely de-friend someone on FB; you have to be a complete dick for me to do that. But if all you do is whine or be pessimistic about everything, I assure you I will hide you from my feed.


Exactly.

It amazes me how much my tastes have changed as I have gotten older.

One of the worst band names ever: I Blame Coco. Thankfully they changed their name.

It is sociologically interesting seeing that there really is a sort of caste system in the office. Partners of course are the upper class, followed by the associates, then staff attorneys, paralegals, then rest of the staff. All partners and associates have offices with windows, while most of the staff has interior offices or workstations. As a staff attorney, originally I was given an interior office, and it was interesting that some of the staff would treat me different from an associate; different in that there was a bit of a dismissive attitude towards me. When I got my exterior office, certain people who had been rather ugly to me, now are sweet as pie. It makes me roll my eyes that this still goes on.

If I don't like you, I will just ignore you.


Love it.

Paperwhites are so pretty. Too bad their smell makes me want to retch.

Seriously, some people need to get on meds, or up their dose.

Daft Punk's Random Access Memories is the most overrated record ever.

Sensitive skin formula body wash from Target is awful. It won't even make a lather.

I judge you if you can't use "your" and "you're" properly.


So disgusting, but soooo funny.

Personally, I don't understand why someone would want to be in a Sir, boy, pup, etc. relationship, but I don't care if someone wants to be in one. Does that make me judgmental?

What is the damn point of celery?

I find it ironic that FB gets mad if you send a friend request to someone you don't know personally, and yet there are at least 3 people in my "people you should know" window that I have no friends in common with. In a secondary note, "people you should know" should sometimes be labeled "people you would like to fuck."

You can't force a relationship, whether it be a friend or a partner.


No comment necessary.

Burning Man seems like a lot of work.

The Leftovers keeps pulling me further under its spell.

I may have another inguinal hernia. Sigh. Well, good thing is, I have been through it before, so I know what to expect.


Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Flipping out the light trying to survive this endless fight
If we shoot them down, we can make it right, we'll make it right
And they light the sky as they multiply, they multiply
No matter what they try, they won't take away our will to fight
If we shoot them down, we can make it right, we'll make it right

They broke the walls we guarded
But we don't care about it
We'll finish what we started
So promise me that
We'll be the lionhearted
For we don't care about it
We'll finish what we started
So promise me that they'll fall

So promise me that

No matter what they try, they won't take away our will to fight
If we shoot them down, we can make it right, we'll make it right
And up against all odds, take a thousand lives, a thousand lives
So if you shoot them down, we can make it right, we'll make it right."

Porter Robinson
"Divinity"

"Little light shining
Little light will guide them to me
My face is all lit up
My face is all lit up
If they find me racing white horses
They'll not take me for a buoy.

Let me be weak, let me sleep and Dream Of Sheep.
Oh I'll wake up to any sound of engines
Every gull a seeking craft
I can't keep my eyes open
Wish I had my radio
I'd tune into some friendly voices.

Talking 'bout stupid things
I can't be left to my imagination
Let me be weak, let me sleep And Dream Of Sheep
Ooh, their breath is warm,
And they smell like sleep
And they say they take me home
Like poppies, heavy with seed
They take me deeper and deeper."

Kate Bush
"And Dream of Sheep"

Appealing Things

New Aphex Twin record
Getting geared up for Folsom
The new Porter Robinson record Worlds is my not-so-guilty pleasure
Zaxby's
The Magician's Land by Lev Grossman
Spoon's "Do You?"

Annoying Things

The thought of having surgery again and not being able to lift for 3 months
The new Taylor Swift song
How horribly tabloid-esque all the news channels have gotten
Plain oatmeal