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Saturday, May 27, 2006
I've decided I won't be buying the Wrecker's album. I've kind of known for a few days, but i wasn't absolutely certain, because I love Michelle Branch, and I've been waiting a couple years for anything new from her. Putting up with Jessica Harp didn't seem like much of a price to pay, since I've heard them together live (although, not since they'd become The Wreckers, admittedly).
But, then I'd heard some vague mutterings about a posting a couple months or so again. I never saw it, because I never go to artists' webpages. I'm on dial-up, okay, they load like ass, and they all include music in their layouts that just make things worse and nearly always, the volume is set to eleven, y'know? So I just don't bother. A good fanpage has better info and images, anyway. But in this case, that habit caused me to miss the kerfluffle, and when I heard about it, it was via other people's comments on LJ, and I didn't want to butt in and demand further details.
So then the other week, Blender comes, and there's a page focussing on them, and mentions what Michi posted. Or, at least, something that she posted on her site, I kind of thought the small bit I heard was in the official MB, but maybe it was just that fans took it to the MB and it got ugly. In which case I do not blame them, because even assuming she was fighting with her label and did it in the heat of anger, and factoring in possible late-pregnancy/post-partem stress, hormones, and moods...the words and the venue, just make it sound like a giant "fuck you" to the fans. And as someone who bought both her solo-albums the very day they came out, and saved any magazine she made the cover of, and would happily have bought live stuff if her label put it out (despite the fact that, honestly, she's not that good live) -- that stings. It saddens and alienates you and just. It makes you really not want to have anything to do with the new stuff. And hey, one less dick for you to suck, right, Michelle? And $14 for me to use on something else. Everybody wins.
Anyway, like I said, at that point, I was losing interest in actually buying the album rapidly, and the other day, I decided that it probably wasn't going to happen. But just to be sure, I'm listening to a preview, and. Yeah, um. Its country. Which, really, is THAT what her problem was? She wanted to be doing country? Because she could have just done that from the start and been a lot happier, and I couldn't spent my time and money on...I don't know, anyone else, really.
Its not even good country. Its like trying-too-hard-to-be-crossover-country country. And its even less emotionally mature than her first album, which, hi, was written at least partially while she was still in high school. And I've heard better production values on independent albums. I have independent albums with better production. JoJo's, for one, when she was still Joanna and sang shongs that actually show off your voice without requiring the vocal-masturbation of riffing. And Gailyn Addis, and -- OH! Audrey. Collins, I think? I forget now, but Audrey from America's Most Talented Kid, her indie production was fairly country, and way better than this. And she was like, 15.
(And dude, JoJo was on that, too, and that was how she GOT her contract, and oh! Cheyenne! She was my fucking favorite, I loved her, and...actually, didn't Cheyenne win? Huh.)
......I have completely lost both my original thread and probably all credibility with anyone ever. But whatever, the point is, I am not buying the fucking Wreckers, and I'm not even sure I'm going to buy another Michi album at this point (if she even does one), and I really want to dig out my AMTK tapes and watch the highlights again.
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Friday, May 26, 2006
Watched the first four eps of "House." It was one of those shows where I'd never seen it, and there's people on my flist who're nuts about it, and I wanted to know why. I think I might actually like it, although if I'd had to decide on the first episode alone? Not so much. It mostly left me cringing away everytime the camera got close to Robin Tunney (not another seizure and vile camera-dive into her body, please!), and praying that I never ever ever ever got a doctor remotely like any of the people on the show. EVER.
Luckily, it got a lot better after the pilot. There was a rough patch during the second episode, though, with the repeated spinal taps. It brought up some bad, shuddery memories. It also left me confused as to whether no one had bothered to tell the actor what a lumbar puncture is actually like...or if Omar Epps' character was supposed to be really bad at giving them. Because the kid seemed like he was in pain to me, and. He shouldn't have been. An LP is very, very scary, and uncomfortable, and...god, it just feels so fucked up. But mostly, its just terrifying, because someone has a needle inside you, and you can't see them, and DID I MENTION THERE'S A NEEDLE IN YOUR FUCKING SPINE? Bweh. Heebie-jeebies just thinking about it. But, anyway, unless the doctor is a ham-handed quack, it should not hurt. And if he is...my sympathies, because its been over ten years since my second one, and I can still tell exactly where the fucktard did it.
Anyway. Looking forward to seeing more. Here's hoping there's no more spinal taps.
In other news...I really want to do a doll for my pyromancer. Part of it is my obsession with having little visual representations of characters mixed with just plain liking dolls. And part of it, I think, is wanting an excuse to attempt to dye a doll. I don't know how well it would go, to be honest. I think I'd have to remove the head and dye it seperately from the body, just because of the different materials; they'd probably take the dye at different rates and to different degrees.
.........do I sound as lame and boring as I think I do?
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Monday, May 22, 2006
If anybody who stumbles this way is interested, I've got "Advent Children" screencaps at my LJ. In fact, I've got them even if you're not curious. Amazing, I know. Just a warning, they're a little heavy on the Tifa. And the Reno. There's hardly any Sephiroth.
Why? BECAUSE HE SPENT THE WHOLE MOVIE BEING HIS OWN WHINY LITTLE SISTERY BROTHER. Also, we get it, okay, Seph's gorgeous and kick-ass. WE KNOW. He also has a sword that positively screams "I have a microscopic penis." We know that, too. Honestly, the only thing new and exciting Seph had going was George Newbern, who I love long time five dolla, and who sounded nothing like his usual self. Honestly, if I ever meet him, I'm going to tell him that he saved Sephiroth, and that he came this close >< to stealing my twelve-year-old heart from John Cusack.
Neither of which he'll care about, but I bet you he'll be really nice about not caring.
In other news? This is the best t-shirt ever.
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Thursday, May 18, 2006
Wheeeeeeee, Advent Children arrived from Netflix! *molests it* I didn't think I'd get it so soon, it had a long-wait notice for a while there. I will enjoy it on Gigantor, yessssssssss.
I've been reading the Supernatural recaps on TWP, because a large portion of my LJ flist is fucking insane about it. Also, Jensen Ackles. But I haven't gotten UPN in about three years, thanks to the Dish Network. Or is it on WB? Doesn't matter, haven't gotten that in 3 years, either. How much you want to bet I won't get their new joint network, either?
Which, really, isn't so bad, because the existence of a network with my initials, kinda creeps me out a little.
Anyway. Been trying to decide whether I want to add it to my Netflix queue. The answer, I think, is "yes," if only for slashy!cesty!Jensen and the slaughtering of urban legends.
I'm hungry. I shouldn't be, since its only been, like 2 1/2 hours since I ate, but nonetheless. Meh. Maybe I'll grab some pretzels or something....
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Tuesday, May 16, 2006
May is so annoying on the M_A list. 60% percent of it is "Qui catches Obi jerking off, and then they become lovers." Then you've got 20% "Qui/Obi masturbates, isn't caught by anyone," and about 15% is a mixture of "They masturbate together" and "They're established lovers and one watches the other" stories, and finally you've got like, 5% that's new installments in WIPs that you may or may not be following, and may or may not stick in scenes that fall under one of the other percentiles in honor of the MMoM.
Its just...boring. I know some people have a kink for it, and its fine now and then, and I could even get behind a week of masturbation stories. But 31 days of it is just tiresome.
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I was trying to read Sineater, but I gave up a few chapters in. The back gave the impression that it was actually more about the sineater himself, and not about the backwoods community he lives in, where everyone who isn't a teacher gives off a stench of "inbred and uneducated," regardless of whether or not they've seen the inside of a school and/or may be related to their spouse. Possibly Ms. Massie thought that only such a community would actually harbor both a sineater and a psychotic "spiritual leader" determined to destroy said sineater (and his entire family). Which, if it was just that they believed he was, I could probably see. But she makes it very clear that its not some weird delusion on their part, he is in fact a sineater, and its passed down through his family, to each firstborn male. So, really, there is no belief here, there is knowing. Which makes them all maybe a little poor and crazy for not moving away and for any of them actually willingly breeding with the man, but does not necessitate the "I can almost hear 'Dueling Banjos' now" ambience that she decided to portray.
And really, the terror and the feeling him near and the "dark" and "heavy" and "strange." WE GET IT. Even his wife is scared of seeing him. We understand, to see him is to die, dooooooooooooon't looooooooooooooook. Can we move on now? Jesus. How about showing us how he feels, someone who once had parents, and fell in love with a girl, and had kids, and now he only comes out at night and no one can ever look at him, and his own son fucking hates him because the poor boy will one day become him, but he had to have a son, or he'd have been doomed to hell on his death bed, because he'd still have been carrying the sins of everyone else? I would like a little insight into him, please. HE actually seems like he could be kind of interesting.
But, no, please, let's get beaten over the head with the crazy bitch and Massie's erection for hillbilly cliches, that's way better. Ugh. *tosses "Sineater" onto the trade-in pile*
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Sunday, May 07, 2006
I need to order more hair. But, given how light katsilk is, and how much you can put in a small padded envelope, it just generally makes sense to order more than one little thing.
Which means I must then choose things, and lo, my indecisiveness rears its ugly head again. Higher and with more gusto, even.
Sense tells me to go for the 10-skein special, as you can get whatever you want in whatever allotment, and even blends! all for one nice little price. Unfortunately, sense is not much help in deciding the colors and how to divvy it all up. Especially since one of the things I would like to get is a custom blend (for to eventually attempt Kyo with) and, um. I don't know if it will actually look like I want it to look. Obviously I could just go with a regular orange, its just that A) his hair color varies from the books to the show, and isn't even the same in all the art pics; and B) its orange because he turns into an orange cat, and cats tend to have varying tones and shades within their overall color. So...blend. But I don't want to order too much, in case I chose my colors wrong.
On the other hand, I don't want to order too little, because what if it turns out totally perfect?
Bah. I hate being all wishy-washy.
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Friday, May 05, 2006
Man. I just cannot commit to anything resembling a purchase, lately. And when I think I've actually made up my mind? I just sit frozen and waffle even more than I did before. Except for Lucy's book. Somehow, I committed just fine to buying that. Beh.
I'm really very tired, and I have this horrible suspicion that I'm going to be asked to run errands.
And I don't know why "suspicion" looks wrong, when I know its spelled right.
And FUCK YOU NORTON AND YOUR FUCKING WORM-BLOCK NOTICES. They never force themselves on top unless I'm actively typing. I can be reading something, no where near the scroll bar, and it will very nicely make itself a pop-under. But god forbid I'm actually doing something, then it suddenly needs to be The Most Important Thing On The Screen. I know it doesn't have a brain or an ego, so why does it act like it does?
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Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Gift cards from My Points are a good thing. Trying to decide what to get with them, is less of a good thing.
Originally, I was planning to get The Sentinel, but then I realized Advent Children was out. And then Mom reminded me that I'd been thinking about getting Constantine for a while. Which, may actually be what I get if I can ever decide if I want the deluxe edition, or just the regular widescreen. There's not a whole lot of difference between the two: mostly just $7 and a bunch of documentaries. Which I do not particularly want, honestly. However, there's also a special comic, and while the regular lists "18 minutes of additional scenes, including an alternate ending," the deluxe lists "18 minutes of deleted scenes with optional commentary by Lawrence; alternate endings." Plural. Which, could be a typo, or the singular could be a typo, or there could really be multiple endings only available with the Deluxe Edition. Its vexing, and it makes it hard to decide.
Of course, I am also a very indecisive person. It doesn't exactly help matters.
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