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Episode 2: Virginia and On the Road

juvu — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 05:42:03 GMT

Road Trip Update #1

juvu — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 14:33:13 GMT

We went and saw Maps and Atlases play. Some other band called mewithoutYou was there. We were going to stay for January 1979, but decided that we didn't want to deal with the hardcore crowd. What a good show, though.

These are all pictures from Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. It is pretty much the créme de la créme of theme parks, and the roller coasters are ridiculous.

The next day, we went to some water park called Kalahari with the family. Hugh tried his hand at the fake-surfing/boogie-boarding thing, and he told me it's pretty hard.

This is my Aunt's puppy, Bebe.

The next day we set out for Virginia, but first stopped through Pittsburgh to scout out Carnegie Mellon.

Finally, we continue our journey to Virginia, which will will be in the next post.

Salutations!
- J. Vu

Look ma, my first podcast.

juvu — Sun, 27 Jan 2008 11:29:38 GMT

Video Podcast #1

Snow in Hattiesburg
Saturday Parades
Shiner Bohemian Black Lager
and then some...?

My very first video podcast. Apparently the intro messed up, so the first five secs. shows part of a screenshot? Disregard that. I hope you enjoy.

Hello! Adventures Video Podcast Episode 1 from Hello! Adventures on Vimeo.

Hooray!

juvu — Sun, 16 Dec 2007 19:34:09 GMT

Friend EP

juvu — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 18:29:45 GMT

THIS
IS
AMAZING

You should listen to it if you can.

Hotel Chevalier

juvu — Thu, 27 Sep 2007 14:36:13 GMT

If you, like myself, are excited about Wes Anderson's upcoming picture The Darjeeling Limited, then you, like myself, should make sure to watch Hotel Chevalier, a short 13-minute film that's essentially a prequel to the Darjeeling Limited. A little on the racy side, it still manages to capture the essential Wes Anderson characteristics found in all his other films; e.g. the wide angle shots, the intricate setting, the music, and even that trademark Wes Anderson slow-motion-height-of-emotion shot. It's available free on iTunes, and certainly makes me even more excited about the Darjeeling Limited.

juvu — Sat, 07 Apr 2007 15:29:09 GMT

Hello friends! You should come and support my brother and I, and these fine guys from Baton Rouge!

I've been hiding under Iraq.

juvu — Mon, 22 Jan 2007 19:26:11 GMT

Knock knock, Blayne, it's your hubby!

Blayne made ornaments of herself and Ginger for their apartment.

Then we went to show of Hands.

Katie wore a very sultry and seductive dress for one of her songs. That was an almost awkward night, by the way.

This was the saddest song. The Deaf Ed professor is a really moving actor too.

But fear not, there were star wars bedsheets.

BriCli was in a skit or two.

Labyrinth, anyone?

More Katie and friends.

This man had a boss hat.

As did this fine country gentleman.

This fffire is out of control.

Russell and I wanted to go on an adventure, so we did.

Cemetary first, complete with faulty tombstones.

The fisheye and laying down in the grass.

You may or may not know this, but mofo pisses here.

Jump!

In the shadows.

Underground.

The Rave Tree.

We decided to come home and watch something far too amazing for us to fathom.

Star Wars!!

A few nights later we (refuse to admit that we actually) played Karaoke Revolution.

Another adventure was had this time involving Ginger, Rachael, and Eric!

I love this one.

Right after Angela's Eighties Party.

We had a dinner the next night.

Complete with storytime.

The next morning, I actually rode my bike to the bagelshop, complete with foggy surroundings, and Jens Lekman playing on my iPod.

Fast-forward a few days and I'm on my way to VA.

There's a guy wearing a mask on the plane, I think that's pretty stupid fresh.

Hug's taller than me now, and Bella's getting pretty old too.

Not as old as these guys here.

Dean playing Hugh's drum setup.

Snow!

The ski lodge had a skating rink there too, so we all skated as well.

Hugh is secretly a thug.

I am such a tard.

We went down to DC.

Dean and Deluca was pretty much the most amazing place I've ever been to. It makes Whole Foods look like Piggly Wiggly.

Back at home, I attempted to make a case for Hot Doggy (my iPod).

It actually doesn't hold up well at all. I'm going to attempt to fix it soonish.

Later that week, Kelsey came to Jackson and we hung out. I forgot I had my camera the whole time until we got to the resevoir.

Not ours. It was already there when we got there.

Yeah throwing my bigass camera, with the auto-timer, maybe not such a good idea.

I need to stop with the suggestive poses.

This picture is my favorite.

HAIRCUT PAT

FUTUREPARTY???

Okay, these are Of Montreal roadtrip pictures. If T&A offends you, and by that I mean testicles and awkwardly visible manass bother you, then just don't look through these. Kevin Barnes has some rather exposing costumes. But I strongly encourage you to take a look anyway because the pictures for some odd reason came out amazing, and I took way too many.

The extremely extremely extremely cute violinist who reminded me of dothefrug.

This one is also my favorite.

Overall, an amazing amazing amazing amazing show. I wish Rachael couuld have been there, surely she was with us in spirit.

And here's a little treat for you since you made it all the way to the bottom.

The earlier parts of November, and primarily October.

juvu — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 07:35:21 GMT

October has been a hell of a month. It was probably one of the best months I've ever had in my life, for a multitude of reasons. But I'm sad to report that October is now long gone.

Anyhow, here's photo documentation of some of the things that went on during October.

On Friday the 13th, there was an art party. Here is Ashley, Sam, and Nash's PJ Harvey Cover Band.

Shake!

For having been very unrehearsed, they did very well. I thought they sounded great!

There was a room with balloons, and you could hold a knife and stab them and pop them it was great.

The warmth of the fire.

Then Charles played a set! I'm glad he came down. I ended up hanging out with him, Ginger, and Katie the rest of the night. We totally went to Dan's Diner and almost got killed, pretty exciting times.

Oh yeah, I played too. None of these pictures are mine, but oh well. Starting with May's!

And then Bradley's pictures:

So fast forward to later on that week. Wednesday. I drove to Diamondhead to meet Katie's dog, and her parents too? It was a little awkward, but oh well.

Following Katie.

Alas, we made it to D'head.

Later that night, I returned back to Hattiesburg for a surprise visit to open mic night.

The next morning, on what was arguably one of the best trips to Atlanta I've ever made, Pat, Ginger, Eric and I set out on our journey. We stopped at Krispy Kreme that morning.

Drove to Tuscaloosa, and ate some ribs. At this place, Dreamland.

This is Pat screaming, "So dericious!"

We stopped at a porn shop in Oxford, AL. It was really kind of funny. Ginger was going as little-bo-peep, and since she had lost her sheep, she was hoping to buy some more at the porn shop. The clerk regretfully informed her that he had purchased the last one. Anyways, love stuff. A touch of class for adults.

People really like Auburn around here, I suppose!

Who's holding the wheel?!?

Made it to Atlanta, ate at this place with Joslyn.

Pretty decent, even if it looks like puke.

People in Atlanta, I say!

Pat decided to let his hair down for once. What a stud.

Meeting up with Di and Evan for some thai food.

She's blinding me with science!

The one picture of me I can actually deal with.

The one thing I don't like about Atlanta is the ridiculous traffic.

But us cool dudes (and lady) know how to make light of the situation.

Fellini's Pizza

Pat, Joslyn, and Mistaire Julian.

Broken Social Scene
Who was very very very very good, btw. Even though these first few pictures are actually of Do Make Say Think, who are also very very very good.

And this kind of sucks, but I lost my memory card, and don't have many pictures from the Broken Social Scene set. I wish I could find it. I may have left it at Joslyn's. You'll have to deal with these pictures for now.

Brendan Canning plays so fast, he spontaneously combusts.

Kevin Drew has nice eyes. He's so dreamy.

Fast forward to next weekend,
I went to Voodoo Music Festival.
Other than the three amazing acts I saw, it was pretty lame.
But don't be fooled, Jamie Lidell was amazing. And though I don't want to commit heresy by saying that his performance was better than Broken Social Scene's or The Flaming Lips, I will say that he did stand his ground, and it was a really really good performance. Particularly for a solo act.

Those pants!

There was a black lab on stage.

Broken Social Scene

Chillin' with Amy Millan.

Then later that night, we returned to the Burg for a Halloween Party. Here's some of that:

So the next day we returned to Voodoofest.
My brother thought it would be a good idea to see Jack's Mannequin, but I think this Andrew guy kind of ruins piano bands for me. I just can't get into his music.

So naturally, we left for the black hearts procession. Or whatever these people were called.

A little bit of Jazz.

Hugh and I hit up the playstation tent to try Guitar Hero 2. Then we were even more enticed by Singstar, which is FINALLY coming to the states. We sang Bloc Party's Banquet, Blur's Song 2, and started singing Elton John's rocketman.

Getting ready for a big celebration.

While waiting, this guy got stuck in a tree. Everybody at the festival was watching on the screens, and you could hear thousands of people chanting, "Jump! Jump! Jump!", and we cheered when he got out.

In true lips fashion.

The Bubble!

Here I am almost touching Wayne! Almost!

Race for the Prize.

Yoshimi Singalong

Thank you, Wayne. For bringing magic to my heart.

Russell built a fort in the back. Not so much a fort, but we call it that:

Next weekend:
Tulsa Roadtrip

Me and Jennifer.

Ominous clouds.

Cain's Ballroom.

Waiting, anticipation, what not.

Tied with TwiRoPa for the coolest venue I've ever been to.

Corn 'Mo

And the guy I came to see...

Freaking Mr.BEN FOLDS!

It was such a great show. I was expecting him to play solo, but he sounds better with a backing band. He played alot of newer Songs for Silverman-esque stuff. Jesusland and Trusted sound really really good live. But towards the end of the show, he naturally returned to his roots, and I'm glad he did, because he played some real gems. During the Army singalong, he didn't even have to explain, he was like, "You guys already know the deal." And naturally, most everybody did.

I guess this wasn't really in October, and neither was Ben Folds, but last wednesday, I went with Pat to Lion's Choice. Why do you ask? You'll find out in a bit.

Me: "Excuse me, do you have a limit on how many hot dogs you can purchase?"
Cashier: "Uh, no?"
Me: "Saweet. I'll have ten please."

Wednesday is Family day, aka $.49 hot dogs. So I did the hot dog challenge.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hot dogs.

Victory is mine!

Pat asked me to stage this one, though surprisingly enough, I felt fine afterwards. I felt fine until I started throwing the football around with Pat later on that day.

So yeah, that's my post.
Happy November?

juvu — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 03:56:43 GMT

Man I have been pissing people off left and right today. This kind of sucks.

juvu — Thu, 21 Sep 2006 03:32:48 GMT

Austin City Limits Post

But of course, some pictures go a little futher back.
Russell, Katherine, and Jeremiah. (And Bruce too, of course.)

Russell tried out the Amberjaque. Which unfortunately for him was 2/3rds head.

Fun in the kitchen.

Kaitlin, Wes, and Leland.

So finally, later on, we head on out to ACL. We're so happy. We totally drove all the way to Austin with big smiles on our faces.

To the Hannermobile!

Oh Garrett, you can't escape the fisheye lens.

We finally arrived at like 6:45 in the mernin. All so tired.

But you know what...we got some sleep, and then Eric and I were full of energy!!

I think I tried some fancy trick here.

So finally, we made it to Zilker park.

Everyone's doing the nose thing!

Finally, inside, we sawr Ted Leo from a ways away.

But the all-powerful camera can see things we can't.

The Dears were pretty good.

We all caught up at Wolf Parade. The girls in the group picture.

But never fear! Eric's here.

A lotttttttttt of people for Wolf Parade.

Dan Boeckner!

Hadji Bakara!

And of course, Mr. Spencer Krug, who apparently worked with Mr. Bejar on his Destroyer albums.

Wolf Parade was so freaking good. Their set was the perfect length. They played just about everything, including stuff off their EP like DISCO SHEETS!!

On the way to Gnarls.

I forgot what band this was. But they were alright. I like pedal steel.

So did you know that the greeks, after listening to techno music, invented falafel? (What a presumptuous claim!)

I had to sit through the last few minutes of Los Lonely Boys to get a good spot for John Mayer.

The bassist just felt like playing both guitar and bass.

Awww these guys know how to share!

Behind the back!

The crowd for John Mayer.

There he is!

His ghost is coming out of him on this one.

And he looks like Edward Scissorhands in this one.

Soooo many people.

The JM set was really really good. He played alot of stuff off of Continuum, and luckily he played the good ones off of there. He also played a song off of Heavier Things, but he definitely definitely definitely rocked out some goldens from Room for Squares which I was happy to have heard. I wish he'd of played Neon though.

Back at the house where we stayed, Hannah's cousin drew some dragons.

The next day, we went to the drag/strip/whatever.

Blayne and her Entourage.

Bubble tea.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh man Phoenix was so so so so so so so so so good, just as I remembered them being.

The wind was blowing.

Thomas is looking straight at me in this one!

Saw a little bit of Galactic.

TV on the Radio was pretty good.

Windchimes!

And of course like four people on the drumset.

Here we are having a break, and listening to the Shins.

Garrett and this little duck love TV on the Radio.

We kind of sat through What Made Milwaukee Famous to get a good spot for Explosions in the Sky, but ironically, I left in the middle of the set to catch Brazillian Girls while the rest of the crew stayed.

Everyone looks so angry!

Except this guy.

Anyhow, I left in the middle of their set to go see Brazilian Girls which were so so good. It was a different vibe from everything else I saw that weekend.

Back in time for Explosions.

Explosions was really really really good too. I can see why alot of people like them.

Come to the light!

Willie Nelson from a far ways back.

Next day!!
Eric is drinking some Orange Juice from the dino cup.

Have a Ball in Darwin, MN.

More of Alex's dragons.

My crayons melted after leaving them in my car.

So it rained, but that's okay because we got to see Anathallo in the rain which was probably one of my top three memories from the weekend. Anathallo is so so good.

And I kind of think that the girl from Anathallo is really cute.

The girrrls. Or well, half of them. The other two ditched us to get a good spot for the Stills. We thought we'd never see 'em again!

But you know what, thanks to the Jumbotron, we found them. Ginger's hiding behind some dude.

The Stills. Their first song was horrrrrrrrrible. Thank goodness the rest of their set got better.

So afterwards, we all discussed the plan.

I got bored discussing, so I took a picture of Garrett's sexy legs.

Then we got to see this Children's band called the Imagination Movers. Blayne knew the lead singer, and believe it or not, they were actually pretty freaking awesome.

Clifford even came out and danced with everyone.

Then we all fraternized with Scott.

Big Grocery Bag!

Food circle.

Sleep circle.

The ground we stood upon.

The crowd we stood within.

The wife who I always make good memories of Austin with!

Asian Keyboardist?

Drummer? Bassist?

This must mean that Matisyahu is playing!

Matisyahu is watching you.

Then of course, the highlight of the entire festival had to be seeing the Lips again.

Getting into the bubble!

Hey Wayne!!

Confetti!

Dancing Santas

Then, Mr. Coyne heard about Ben Kweller having an intense nosebleed the day before. So in his honor, Mr. Coyne poured fake blood on his head.

Oh Yoshimi!!!

Blayne wanted to catch a little bit of Muse on the way out, so we did.

Such good memories!

And then later that week, we went to go see Sufjan!

With the other girls in the other car.

Unfortunately, I have no Sufjan pictures to share.

Obligatory August Update

juvu — Tue, 22 Aug 2006 07:06:10 GMT

So I guess things have been a changing lately.

Things to note:
- I've moved in to the 'fonte, as we call it. That'd be short for Belafonte mind you.
- School starts in two days. I'm not ready.
- My roommates are pretty effing badass.
- Many shows coming up. I'm most excited about seeing Broken Social Scene and the Flaming Lips both twice in almost the same month. Which means I'll have seen them both three times this year. Also, Minus the Bear and Sufjan Stevens are very exciting.
- I got a fisheye lens for my camera:

As always, more pictures. Some of it backtracking as far back as my trip to Ohio.

Flying over S. Carolina looks like this:

The clouds looked nice.

In the Airport, I was working on an lj entry.

The night Sky:

So fast forward to about later on in the week. I drove to Meridian to see my friend's friend's show.

Still having been wowed by Death Cab's performance, I gave Uncle Gibbard a listen on the way up.

Ran into my friend Max, who I hadn't seen in ages. We found the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers OST.

The band was alright. I think they're called.......................... I actually don't remember. Something to do with Sleep.

After their set, I decided to hang out with my bros from Rooney.

And Max too.

Andres was messing around on the drums.

Fassssssssssssst forward to later on in the week. Ryuhei and I went to the driving range. It was pretty awesome.

And one of my favorite pictures, it's me and the Belafonte crew.
From left to right:
Russell, me, Pat, and Bruce.

When it's partytime, the sign changes to BelaTRONte.

Later on, Ryuhei made Okonomiyaki for Emi's goodbye party.

Then Eric came over, and he shaved his beard, and left a moustache. It was just about the funniest thing I'd ever seen in my life.

Akihiro came back from Japan, and brought us snacks. These are apparently mini mount fuji cookies.

My room.

And now, the fisheye goodness begins!

This stuff is gooooooood.

I had gone and played Tennis that night, so this was my awesome tennis outfit.

Russell got all TRONte on us, and played some Queen.

Feist is on my desktop.

Just as Ryuhei is on my couch, and laptop.

This is where the music happens. Do you like my rug?

Shoesies.

Mistaire Pat Fries doing the laundry.

The enscription reads:
This is the community board.
It is for bones that need
pickin' and rememberances
that require rememberin'.
Write things with the pen
and stick things with the magnetic buttons.
Peace,
Tronfonte' Cranium

The house by day.

It was kind of dirty. The roof had alot of pine straw.

But the Kitchen was clean, thanks to my cleaning power.

Dining room needs a little cleaning.

Same with the living room.

Out cold.

Pat's getup:

We have a display area. The candy corn, windex, and TRON are on display.

Bruce's room.

Ikea Couch, Ikea Pillow.

The amp. It's classic.

The backyard, it's messy.

The record player. Gershwin was being played.

Cleaning day!

The roof looks nicer now!

We swept the porch.

Ryuhei's badass shirt!

9k/Russell

I like how this looks like the eyehole on the door.

This thing was a very very very very large can of disappointment.

Russell's getting all tronte on me.

Me and Ryuhei.

We went to Leatha's. That place is amazing.

Pine straw mountain, blocking the driveway.

The house is starting to look better and better.

Oh Pat. The Aunt Jemima thing is great.

Akihiro left us a note in relatively broken english.

Parrrrrrrrrrtytime.

Alright David Bowie fans, this one's for you:

Duct tape shoes.

Cat!

Josh is rocking his suit.

Laws of gravity are defied!

Ashley is hands down one of the coolest people EVER.

As is Will. Ashley and Will are awrrrrrsome!

I came back home. Russell had a fake 'stache on.

We were all loungin' in our boxers.

Even when Rachael, Blayne, Eric, and Ginger came over.

Bruce was kind of gone that night.

Music to my ears.

Ryuhei with instructions to...something

We went to Panda. It was pretty much amazing.

They had little buddha kung fu figurines with sunglasses.

We came home and made tacos.

And then I finished that, as well as this post by washing the dishes.

juvu — Fri, 11 Aug 2006 14:05:33 GMT

juvu — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 04:34:13 GMT

It's a bit much.

Eric and Hugh await the train.

And here it comes.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was a cloudy day.

Went to Magnificent Mile. As indicated by Hancock tower.

Then I made my first visit to H&M, and bought a plethora of clothes.

It was at that point that I met up with my very very good friend, Anna(dothefrug), and my newfound friend Amy, who I'm convinced is just about one of the prettiest people I've ever met, but that's beside the point. We started heading downtown.

The clouds started to clear.

And then we made it to Millenium Park, where Anna decided to strut her stuff. And by that, I mean that Amy convinced Anna to take a sexy pose picture.

Then we came across the gigantic mirror ball. This thing is so freaking cool. You can see the skyline in the backdrop.

The three dudes with Amy looking on.

Amy and Anner.

I'll shut up now.

I really like this one.

The park had this huge field where Jazz music was kind of sort of going on.

Why do people feel an urge to throw money wherever there's water?

some plants nearby.

Oh Eric. That beard. It's great, man.

We got to this weird fountain. It had LCD screens underneath it.

It was apparently called the Crown Fountain.

See how it changed?

Anna is secretly japanese.

As is Amycakes.

the lips of an old lady being projected on the gigantic wall.

Lady in the water. Actually, it's just Hugh.

I'm not sure how I felt about this fountain.

my shoes.

SPIT.

And then the face disappeared.

There's this kid in black swim trunks. He would go around and splash people he didn't know. Just kicking water. He started splashing water all over Eric, and I kind of had to lay down the law.

This sign needs to be a piano, and I should be playing it.

Buckingham fountain. They're setting up for Loller.

It was hot. Hugh's on the right thinking track.

On our way to the field museum.

Almost there...

Totem pole.

So we got to the museum, and just our luck, the last admission was given out at 4:00 pm, and we got there at 4:05 pm.

But that's okay, because we took pictures from the overlook which was gorgeous. Here's a huge panorama, that's apparently small. Maybe, I'll remember to link it to the big version, when I actually post this.

We somehow walked by Chicago's ABC station.

Second H&M visited that day. It was more successful than the first.

Back to the midway station, we waited for our hotel shuttle to pick us up. Boredom ensued.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

In Chicago, they have REAL copies of the Onion for distribution. It's pretty cool, actually.

We ate at Pizzeria Uno. It was very very good. Nothing quite like Barbecue Chicken pizza, and a Goose Island Honker's Ale.

The pizza takes so long that you order it before you sit down, but it's still sit down service?

Group pictures as we waited for the pizza.

And Ellen brought it out to us. She was a good server.

I sure have taken alot of pictures of Eric eating on this trip.

There's some place covered in newspaper wallpaper.

Then Eric and I hopped a train to see Mates of State. Unfortunately, we were late, and the place was hotter than holy hell.

There was a German restaurant I wanted to eat at.

Waiting for the train.

Back at Midway, we had to wait for the shuttle. Eric looks like he needs some help here.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooo the next day is here.

We move to the new hotel.

Eric's in the 'vator.

And finally finally finally, we make it to Lolla 2006.

The first band we saw was Midlake. They were actually really good. But I was excited for the next band.

I think I prefer seeing Anathallo at a venue as opposed to a festival, but you know what, they were still awesome awesome awesome.

Of course, I would take a picture of Aqualung's guitarist, and not of Matt Hales. Oops.

Ruh roh, it's Evan Cranley time.

Ruh roh, it's Amy Millan time.

And you know that Amy + Evan = Stars

Gah Evan, why are you so angry?

Oh wait no, everything seems to be just fine.

Mates

of

State

were

AWESOME.

Then random dude came out and sang with them, but you know what, it's cool. It's totally cool.

So just because it's Lollapalooza doesn't mean that every band that plays is good. My brother and I watched My morning Jacket to get a good spot for Death cab. Z didn't sound that bad, but when played loudly, with a bunch of budweiser-drinking, phish-listening, fudgepacking middle-aged stoners surrounding me, it wasn't really all that enjoyable.

But you know, the DCFC crowd was insane, and we got a good spot, so you know what, I suppose in a way, it was worth it. Can you spot Hugh? By the way, I have to thank Amy for getting us all the way towards close to the front. I can't believe it worked.

Ben time.

Trees or something.

I loved you, Benevere, I loved you Benevere. Which btw, I'm really upset because they didn't play We Laugh Indoors.

Wait a minute, who are those extra people on stage? Could it be....nah, couldn't be.....but it is! It's...

Stars!

And then I'm pretty sure that a billion girls were jealous of Amy Millan here.

And I'm pretty sure that this is one of my favorite pictures I took at Lolla. But just you wait until you get to the Flaming Lips pictures. And how could we forget Feist.

Alright, so uh next day or something.

Hugh's rocking the hair.

And the cutoff shorts.

Us three dudes are rocking the breakfast sandwiches courtesy of Dunkin Donuts.

So we didn't make it to the field museum, but we tried again,

And we were successful!

Birdie.

Tiger.

This is Sue, btw.

Eric and I are explorers of another kind.

Man, we saw some Wild Ass in that there Chicago.

Girafffffffffffffffffffffe!

These animals look cute, but probably deadly.

Cheer up, Emo Hugh.

There were some really rockin cassettes in the back of this bicycle.

See what I mean??!!

Baaaaaaaaaack to the festival now.

So you know that Feist is like one of my favorite favorite favorite singers ever. So be prepared for like 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 pictures of Feist. Okay, maybe more like 40. Tops.

Bryden rocking the tribal drum.

Ha, in this song, Feist can be seen "fighting away the tears." Oh Feist, you silly, yet incredibly sexy woman, you.

Well, can't forget Julian now.

Nor can we forget Effie? I don't know how to spell his name, I just imagine that's how it's spelled.

I noticed he's got the teen wolf thing going on, but it seems to work for him.

Feist is looking at her feet. That can only mean one thing.

Sampler time!

Feist and Julian guitar battle. I bet Feist can take on Julian because she's actually been in Broken Social Scene, and those guys are just really rockin'. Like Jet.

So I stood in line to wait to meet Feist. And I was the very first person! (Surprise, surprise.) Okay, so there was actually another line, for people with priority wristbands. you had to buy a cd to get a priority wristband, and well, I didn't. But that's okay, or so I thought. Feist only had half an hour to do a signing, and after the line was done, she had to goooooo. Her agent was like, "Hey, we have to go, the interview you have to make is in like three minutes." And I was like, "Hey! I came from Mississippi, please may I take a photograph with you?" And well yeah...

There she is. I basically got to see her for five seconds tops, and that was it.

Sonic Youth.

Using the drumstick as a slide.

Sonic youth was great. But really, I only went to get a good spot.

But for whom, you may ask?

And I'd like to take a moment to explain that I was really upset that Feist pulled out of ACL. Sure that means I get to see Wolf Parade, Ted Leo, and Phoenix, but honestly, I was really looking forward to seeing Feist for the fourth time. Anyhow. This band is going to play at ACL and if you weren't going to go, you should honestly change your mind because nobody should go through life without seeing this band. It honestly will change your life. It just gives you this good feeling after you see them.

So who is it?

Who is this band that Julian praises so highly?

Who is the band that would throw out a gigantic balloon for the crowd to throw around?

Who? Who has that signature look and suit?

Who would cause dozens among dozens of fans to cram into a field, and fill up a park just to see this band?

Who's so good that they'd get a Beatle Bob introduction?

Who's so good they're on the jumbotron?

Who's so good that they have dancing alien ladies, and people in superhero costumes on the stage. And also have the lead singer crawl into a gigantic plastic bubble?

And then crawl out and walk across the crowd.

If you don't know who this band is, maybe you shouldn't go see them then.

Wayne's using the infamous She don't use Jelly hands. Which they played, btw.

The Build-up lasted for a good while.

And then exploded into a gigantic mass of confetti and what not.

Geeeeeez what an amazing show. Amy and Anna agree too. As does Eric and Hugh.

So here's the crowd getting ready for Kanye.

But we hooked up the New pornos first for a little bit. AC Newman was a bit more open this time. He trash talked Coheed, it was great. He said that they have more fucked up time signatures than they did. Oh the hilarity.

Then it was time for some Kanye.

As you can tell, Amy got her dance on. She was getting way into it, and she even said Kanye was her favorite Lolla performer.

So we met up with Sarah and Stephanie. Sarah somehow got cut out of this picture.

Then we went to Cafe Iberico to try tapas for the first time. Most of them were so so soooo good. Some of them, were, well, you know worth experiencing once in your life.

We had sangria. Hugh and Eric went back to the hotel early, but Amy, Anna, and I totally tanked the pitcher, and had a blast and a half. Made it back to the hotel somehow, even though we ran into things like pretty banks, and what not. And then of course, fun was had on the piano. Terrible drunken renditions of my least favorite song ever, Brick, were done. The rest of the night was just a blur, but hey, this is what memories are made of.

Next morning, well rested.

Our hotel was Chestnut, right off of Michigan Ave.

We went to the Hancock tower, which was like 80 yards from our hotel.

"Homicide: Our day starts when yours ends."

View from the top.

Barometer.

Our hotel is right in the middle of this picture, with the whiteish roof. The brick building.

Re-enacting a scene from Ferris Bueller's day off.

I'm telling you. Explorers, we are.

Hugh and Eric decided to wash windows.

And then have a window washing battle.

Eric was rocking the Hancock Tower Bingo game with "Big John".

Back in the city again.

Had some wicked Chinese for lunch.

Manishevitz. They were alright. I had heard them when I was in high school, and loved their music. This guy is hilarious, and to Hugh and Eric, he looks like Beaker from Muppet Babies.

Adam Busch, pulling off the teen wolf look also.

The drummer looked like an irish Ted Leo.

Cowbellllll.

Jazz flute!

Okay, Ben Kweller totally looks like a girl here.

But the set was good. I left right as he started playing falling. Which I wish I didn't leave for, but I had to get a good spot for Andrew Bird.

So this guy introduced alot of the bands. I wonder who he is.

Ohhhhhhhhh heavens Andrew Bird was amazing. Though I think Eric's right on this one, someone better seen in a club/venue than at a festival. Nonetheless, Andrew played new and old stuff. It was amazing to see him do it.

And then Of Montreal never, ever dissapoints.

Kevin's foot pedal was going out, so while he was trying to figure things out/fix it, there was an impromptu dancy jam number. Everyone who "Felt the love" put their hands in the air.

But alas, Kevin is back, and in new costume too!

And then what was quite possibly the best/worst decision I've made the entire weekend. My brother and I left the set early. (Yikes!!)

For another band. Broken Social Scene!!!!

But....there's a catch. We had to sit through 40 minutes of another band's set. So that's not so bad, because it's Lolla, that means there's great bands right?

And you know, I admitted to thinking this band wasn't so bad, and almost went to see them in New Orleans with Whitney.

But gah, after sitting through those 40 minutes of hell, which seemed like eternity, I told myself never again. Never ever ever will I ever see She Wants Revenge play.

But you know what, right after their set finished, people bumrushed the front, and luckily, we were one of the fortunates. So here are the people behind us waiting to see BSS.

And uhoh, here comes Kevin Drew!

They were amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing. Horns and Brass, and crazy Peroff-rhythms, and aggressive guitar, and insane Canning-basslines. Gah.

Ha, you guys probably think I like ska by looking at this band.

Justin Peroff

Brandon Canning

K.Drew! Laying down some synth.

The pictures get worse and worse as the lighting starts to darken. But these guys were a great end to the festival.

But of course, it doesn't end just yet.

Leslie Feist!!!! Which means that they played 7/4.

All the cool dudes play while drinking wine out of the bottle.

Uh oh, looks like Amy Millan's bum-rushing the stage. I suppose it's time for Anthems. But it gets better.

Because who is that other very very sexy girl?

The girl who looks similar to Feist, but obviously is not.

The girl who sings in a canadian band (or two).

The girl who sings with passion.

Anyways, it was Emily Haines from Metric!

And I still don't know this girl's name, but I think she and Jesse from Feist's backing band are dating.

So yeah, Anthems for a seventeen year old girl is going on here.

I like this one.

There's as guy holding up his Canadian residency card to show his canadian pride.

I left early, because I don't really care much for RHCP. I heard a little bit, but I knew I didn't want to stay.

We tried going here, with limited success.

Definitely a metal moose. (Ha, Amy calls 'em like she sees 'em. I thought it was an Elk.)

Some very very big cocktails. At fridays.

Anner's being applelicious.

Water tower at night.

Then Amy bought us all dessert at the cheesecake factory, which was just about the nicest thing ever. It was a good memory to make of Amy and Anna, and I'm really glad I got to spend the weekend with them. Looks like I'll be saving up for SXSW so we can meet up yet again.

But yeah, so the next morning, we all parted ways. So sad!

Eric and I were on the subway headed for Union Station.

After dropping off our bags, we hit up the public library for some free wifi.

Got back on the subway, where there was a girl singing on a microphone. It was great to hear it. She really had some soul.

iPod ads on the train

And then Eric and I ate at a Swedish Restaurant called Ann Sather. It made me wish that Hanner and Brother Karl were there with us. But alas, there's ACL.

Swedish Cinnamon rolls are the bombdiggityomb.

I had the swedish pancakes and swedish meatballs. What a combination!

This place was alright. We would've played The Simpsons arcade game, if it weren't for the fact we were trying to make a movie.

So back on the El.

I bet you can't guess what movie we saw.

Yeah, so Little Miss Sunshine was a pretty good movie. Heard some suchfan stevens, and Stephen Correll was hilarious.

Back to the city again.

Told you I saw some wild ass running around.

Then this building had relics of famous buildings/places built into it.

So this basically sums up Chicago.

Now I'm back home. Hanging out with Ryuuhei. Tomorrow, wisdom teeth come out. Next week, Hattiesbarf.

Chicago.

juvu — Thu, 03 Aug 2006 16:18:03 GMT

First of all, Happy Birthday Mr. Charlie Sullivan (emergentpattern). Any chance you'll play the next art party? You really should.

I am so pissed. Feist dropped ACL. AND she was going to have an aftershow, which of course was subsequently cancelled as well. So this is how ACL treats me. The one band that I look to most always cancels at the last minute. Last year, it was the futureheads. This year, Feist. Gah. suck.

But you know, I'm okay for now. Why? Because I'm in Chi-town.
And of course, photos to document my first day here.

Just testing out the new camera. (I lost my old one.)

Here we are at the Amtrak station. Ready to go. First time on a train too.

Hugh's Brushing up on his Travel Literature.

Meanwhile, Eric and Julian converse over the existence of his Nintendo DS.

Hugh's Rocking the Sudoku now.

Hugh's ultra cool with his sock and flip flops.

In our sleeper car.

From the back of the train, we can look out the...back.

We're also good at blocking traffic.

Sightseeeeeer car.

The Golden Sun lays its rays upon us.

Until trees create shade.

Then it's suppertime.

Amtrak specialized cutlery.

So nice.

Pachuca sun~~rise~~set.

Eric had the lamb shank.

I had the Beef Ragout.

Eric's cheesecake.

My mississippi mud cake.

They were showing the pink panther in the sightseer car at night. OH MY GOD EMILY MORTIMER IS SO HOT/CUTE. But we didn't stay. We went back and watched House instead, and that's okay, because even though she's like thirty something, I have a thing for Lisa Edelstein (Cuddy.)

Eric reads in his top bunk!

We stopped in Memphis. Got some fresh air and some fresh pics too.

!!!

I've been living on the edge.

By the beard of Eric.

The Great Pyramid of Memphis.

In the sightseer. This time, they were playing failure to launch. Yikes! I really don't like Matthew McConaoguaghaeihgebarfhay btw. Something about him just doesn't quite set well with me.

So we slept.

Then I woke up at 6am for breakfast.

Fill in the blank: Pachuca ________.

Coffee.

We all got the railroad frenchtoast. It was alright.

Like a boy on christmas morning.

Then we pulled into Chicago...

So here we are at the station.

First thing you see after you get out is the river.

As we cross it, you can see Sears Tower.

The El.

Shoes or something.

Not just any bank, the Amalgamated Bank!

Chicago Theater.

Marina Towers.

Oh Eric. So magically photogenic.

Inside the Chicago Cultural Center.

Inside the Chicago Public Library, on the top floor.

Hugh is also photogenic, apparently.

On the El.

This place was goooooood.

Italian Beef Sandwich. Apparently Jay Leno comes here all the time.

Eric had the steak sandwich, as did Hugh.

Back on the El

What a clever name for a port-o-potty company.

I don't think we needed Heat. It was 97 degrees!

Eric is also a bum apparently. (Not really his 40, it just happened to be sitting in his chair on the train.

Sleepy dudes.

In Grant Park now.

This dude was doing a photo project, where he was taking pictures of people's reactions to him wearing all this in 97 degree weather.

In the park as the sun goes down.

The bridge. And the WEATHER! It was about to rain rain rain.

Do you realize what hides in the grass?

Prarie Dogs. And not just one, but...

two.

Wild rabbits roam the park apparently.

The weather started getting really bad. We were waiting for amy and Anna to get to town, so here we are outside the Essex Inn.

They were delayed a bit, so we started walking towards the rain. Why? I'm not sure.

McHugh.

I think this dude needs some sleep.

It started to rain, so we sought shelter in a dunkin donuts. I had a coolatta.

Finally, we made it back to the hotel, and ordered some chicago style pizza which has far more cheese than I care for. And, well, that's that.

DAY TWO, HERE WE COME.

New songs.

juvu — Mon, 17 Jul 2006 15:31:37 GMT

So as you already know, my brother and I have a show at the Hippo on Tuesday. For this I am very excited. My brother doesn't like the old sound, but I talked him into playing one old one that's one of my favorites. And then there's a pretty substantial amount of new stuff. We (in a very homemade and rough fashion) recorded three of our five, possibly six new songs. So if you want a taste of what's to come on Tuesday, you can either visit our myspace, or listen from here.

Turn #12
Banana
Deaf Cake

These are all arbitrarily randomly selected names having no significance to the real lyrics which I made up on the spot anyway. But uh, enjoy?

juvu — Wed, 12 Jul 2006 22:57:47 GMT

So, I got to take a sneak peak at the ACL Schedule and apparently, I'm being forced to decide between Stars and Wolf Parade, and we all know that I'm going to see Wolf Parade anyways, because there's a strong chance I'd go see Stars at Lolla anyhow.

But then! The worst part is this: Feist and Phoenix are playing at the same time. So hopefully one of those two bands will have a night show, too. That would be divine.

juvu — Sun, 09 Jul 2006 20:24:40 GMT

What the hell, Zidane.

edit: (Thanks Hai!)

What the hell were you thinking! Way to leave your team hanging, and make an ass of yourself.

juvu — Sat, 08 Jul 2006 05:10:31 GMT

Thank you Hannah. You are a saint.

juvu — Wed, 21 Jun 2006 00:07:53 GMT

Alot of you have seen these already. They've been on facebook for a prolonged period of time.

Let's start our day with a cup of coffee. I was obviously still in my apartment when I took this picture. Now however, I'm back in Jackson living with mis parientes, y trabaje a la japonés restorante.

But like I said waaaay back in time! This is the Eames Era. And their lead singer, Ashlin Phillips is just about the cutest thing ever.

B&W:

BLURRRY

Yeah, it looks like a screamo band, it's not though.

Some tall people. Thanks alot, tall people.

So why do I have pictures of high school girls going to prom?

Because I went to prom with one of 'em! And I had a blast with morning_rose! I kinda need to call her, or visit her. Either/or.

So later on, like waaaaay later on, me and mis amigos, Guido, 9K, and Earth made a trip to Atlanta to see Minus the Bear. We stopped at Jack's on the way. Apparently Pat thought it was the same thing as Jack in the Box, but nope, it was delightfully undelightful, and seemingly gross. Which works well for me, because apparently I like eating gross things like Peanurky Cream Pie Sandwiches.

These dudes are tough.

The scenery in Alabama.

APPLE PIEEEEEEE!!! (Only Anna would truly appreciate the moment of Apple Pie.)

So these guys are plotting something.

And I took a picture of Eric's leg and hand?

The deformed M&M! It was...............well, alright.

Pat and Russell, having fun with the camera.

And here I am thinking, "oh guys..."

And this is what it came out looking like:

And then later on in the city, they did it again. Russell looks so happy in this one.

And of course, we decided to play with the self-timer. These are what we got:

No hands!

haha we're throwing down in this one.

And of course the robot:

And then Eric decided to try on my cowboy hat.

We saw sooooooooooooooooooo many "W" stickers, we decided to make a drinking game. We didn't know what to make of this sticker though. It reads: "W^2, THE QUAGMIRE".

And then we followed this car, and lo and behold we got to waffle house.

La Fonda.

Minus the Bear. Such a good band.

We looked under our sink, and we found the BADGER5!

Eric is so tired.

As is Russell.

BUT JULIAN ISN'T! (Just confused.)

Russell wears the hat well.

We ate at Willy's. It was pretty good, but apparently not as good as Chipotle from what patasaurus tells me.

THE WORLD OF COKE!!

I'm obviously ecstatic.

Up the magic yellow elevators.

The two-four.

You have no idea. Russell is OBSESSED with dudes on roadbikes.

Ha.

Mt. Polar Bear!!

This is just about the cutest picture I've EVER seen.

Mean Joe Greene.

Korean, Arabic.

And the illustrious coca cola Game Gear in its natural habitat.

Coke in space.

hot.

Max Headroom!

I don't think it's so new anymore, actually.

It's always a partytime with us guys.

Sukashi tosawayaka. Does ANYONE know what the hell that means?

hot.

Hot.

Hot!

HOT!! This is where we get to try different kinds of coke. First was the domestics.

I made a suicide containing: Coca Cola Classic, Diet Coke, Caffeine free diet coke, sprite, barq's root beer, fanta strawberry, fanta orange, fanta grape, tab, and who knows what else!

I love gross. Gross gross gross. Here it goes down. down into my belly.

Weird fountain thing.

All sorts of weird stuff.

Eric knows what's up. He hit up the imports.

And here they are. From left to right:
1.) Stoney Ginger Beer - S. Africa
2.) Veggie Beta Apricot -Japan
3.) ??? Apple - China
4.) Fanta Fruit Punch - Central America
5.) Fanta Lemon - Israel
6.) Kin Lemon-Lime Cider - Korea

Alot of the same stuff. Some different things. The Pineapple Grapefruit was good.

This however, was absolutely terrible. If you've ever had Campari, it tastes exactly like this. Really freaking gross.

Ginger Ale, Orange, Orange Cola (Orange soda and Coke) and Fanta Passionfruit.

And Coca-Cola from around the world.
Chinese

Japanese

Somalian.

Trink Coca-Cola! (I think this is S. African/Africaaner [however you spell that]

uhh...

So I thought the first one was Chinese, but nope. This one is. Ha!

This is in Cyrillic. Anna knows where it's at.

And here's how you say...yeah you know.

I like this one alot.

We made it out. And we were all coked out. I never want to do that again. It was far too much soda. And probably not worth the $9 I paid to get in.

Eric dropped his shoe. Aww.

Curveball!

Pat's last name is Fries so yeah uhh...

You have no idea how much Eric loves salt.

And of course, Orange Julius.

This is SO wrong.

Jump!

Le Unibombere.

Sweet Home Ala-....gah not a good song at all.

Another self-timer.

So fast forward to June 1st. When we had our first Belafonte party. Pat's ready for law school now! He's got his preLaw mag and Bud Light.

We broke a bottle of champagne against the house to ensure it was seaworthy. Indeed, it was.

And I bled from it!

Hannah and Rachael.

The Belafonte. (More or less.)

I took a trip to Atlanta with Hugh. I took one picture. It was of a smokestack that says "AWW" on it.

Then Colour Revolt played or something.

This is what the Belafonte is supposed to look like.

Digital picture through the viewfinder of my SLR.

And then I had fun in the backyard.

And such is life:

Have a good summer.

I'm about to enjoy my summer by:
- Going to pubquiz
- Having a pint or two or three
- Listening to noty0urstar's radio show!
- Going to Lollapalooza
- Hanging out with the two hottest girls from Seattle ever.
Like I said, such is life.

juvu — Sun, 11 Jun 2006 04:26:41 GMT

haircuts can blow me. Maybe I just have very bad hair. Pictures later, maybe. I was going for this:

But something went tragically wrong. I think it was the fact that I went to the mall for a haircut.

But in more important news, my absolute favorite Anner (dothefrug)in the whole entire world turns 21 today. And by today, I mean the 11th. So drink up, Spanky. And so of course...
С днем рождения, Anna!

Show? Art Party?

juvu — Sat, 29 Apr 2006 00:08:22 GMT

I'm sure you know already, but Hugh and I, (aka La Reponse) are playing a show tomorrow in Hattiesburg at 6:30. The show itself isn't at six thirty, it's an art party. Our set-time is at 6:30. It lasts from like 3 in the afternoon until 3 in the morning??

More details on location and art party can be found at hattiesburg_art.livejournal.com

This is our second and hopefully not last show ever.

It's free, and Di's doing poetry, and there'll be art, and cheap wine and what not. You should go.

Senseless senseless...

juvu — Wed, 26 Apr 2006 00:52:11 GMT

So I'm really excited because The Eames Era is playing at the Thirsty Hippo on May 5th. (Sat.)

juvu — Wed, 15 Feb 2006 08:49:57 GMT

This post dates back fairly far. I'll try to lead up to today (Valentine's Day+1), but it all started when my family and I traveled to Tupelo to celebrate Vietnamese New Year.

On the way, my mother told my brother that he had horrendous breath, and demanded that we stop and he brush his teeth. So we did, and here's documented proof.

The toothbrush.

So we arrived at Uncle's House. He has a band. Their sound is...different. It's very....Vietnamese.
Which by the way, before you go on with the post, you really should watch this video. This is a very accurate representation of what Vietnamese music would sound like if they were singing English instead of Vietnamese. The lyrics sound like this in Vietnamese also, they just decided to sing in English for once. I'm telling you. If you think Emo or Country is depressing, Vietnam is a country ravaged by war, and if anything they know a thing or two about being depressed.

Anyways, going on with the post, here's my uncle's band. They don't have a band. They're just the "Uncle Harry's House Band"

Moon Cake. Tastes like...the moon?

Lucky money tree?

Dad, Mom, and Hugh. Some family in the background.

'Twas also my cousin Cecelia's Birthday.

Then, like how the Jewish have dreidels, we have "Lucky Chess" as it's called on the box. We actually call it "Bau Cua" which means Gourd Crab. Yeah, don't ask. You just bet money on which animal you think the dice will land on, and if you win, you win.

Oh yeah, more band pics. This time with my cousin in law singing.

Vietnamese Baby.

Bau Cua.

CHURCH??

Puppies. Way too many of them.

Since it was the year of the Dog. My dad decided we'd bring one home. This is our new puppy. His name was originally Happy, as decided by my father, though after much deliberation, our dog is now named "Fonzie."

Fast forward to next wednesday/open mic night. Akihiro came and saw me sing. What a nice guy.

The talented Mr. Jerry Walters.

MC Crazy J

Okay. Nowww it's Birthday party time.
PAT.

Birthday cake. It reads: "Happy 41st, May & Ju" since May was turning 20, and I was turning 21. We saved frosting.

Ironically, Bethany and Hanner baked a red velvet cake with white frosting and blue icing also. I think ours looks a little more festive.

Awww, May! May looks very good in this picture. As she tends to do in most all other pictures anyway.

I forgot what I wished for. But something tells me it had to do with the next day.

You can dance if you wanna.

Matt. What a Thug.

Chill out, man!

Some kind of bottle accident there.

Blayne's gonna kill me when she sees this picture. Sorry darling, I hope you still love me!

Brian and Hannah, going at it.

The gorgeous Miss Naef-Ammon.

Sleepiness?

Pat gave himself to me for my twenty first birthday.

Hot.

HOT.

Uhh?

UHH??

Hottttt. Ginger looked very gorgeous that night. As did alot of people.

Blurrr.

Here's the sequence.

Sooooooooo.

The next day. We (Me, _di, mcsspitfire, blondiusmaximus, and missoblivious) all got into a car and drove to Atlanta to see my true love, Leslie Feist.

We got there, went to Savage Pizzer. Totally good. May and I went Vinyl shopping, and picked up stuff for Brian and Hannah also. Then on to the Variety, where I ordered my second beer, but first as a twenty one year old. The guy wished me a happy birthday and said, "You enjoy that now." (In reference to the beer.) And enjoy, I most certainly did.

Anyways, Jason Collett went on first.

And Julian and the other guy from Feist's band came out to play on some songs, like Feral Republic.

And then! Leslie came out on one of his songs to play drums! She's a great drummer! Who knew?

Right right, so set change.

And thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
My heart melts.

Then it was just her in a black dress. Soooooo sexy.

And then the besssssssssssssssst part of my trip.

Ready for it?

I met Leslie!!

She's also an aquarius, though her birthday falls on February 13th. (Two days ago.) I gave her a birthday gift (A Vinyl copy of Eli and the 13th Confession by Laura Nyro) and she loved it! I told her I did covers of her at Open Mic night, and she wanted to hear what it sounds like, so she asked me to send in some recordings to her. Total total total excitement. She's so nice!!

Anyhow, we went back to the hotel, and partied like rockstars. Very very tired rockstars.

Good morning, Asshole!

We went to Ikea, where I had applecake. I definitely thought about dothefrug, considering how much she loves Ikea and Apples.

And that was about it, really. So now you know.

Ohhhh yeah, today. Valentine's day. I had a date, but at the end, we/I decided we'd be better off as friends. I made some hella delicious food though. I should have photographed it.

And two more things.
First, next week, I think I'm going to start doing a friends-only underground pizza delivery service to friends who:
- have my phone number
- like pizza
- live in the Hattiesburg Area
- are willing to pay roughly $6-$10 for a 16 in. pizza

It's going to be called:

Tentatively, there will be pretty good options.
Examples of which may however not guaranteed to include the ability to put the following on your pizza:
- homemade pesto
- fire roasted peppers
- jelly beans
- いか
- とんかつ
- ヘッロキッチ
- ？？？

Operating hours would be in the vicinity of whenever I feel like it. And doing pickup as opposed to delivery takes off $1 from your tab.
So yeah, any suggestions would be great.

Secondly!
I was tagged eons ago to do the "top seven songs you can't stop listening to right now."
But I'm not gonna do that.
Instead, I'm going to do five, and make it a "every time I post" feature (hopefully.)
Not only that, I'll make them available for download.
In no particular order:
1.) Broadcast - Papercuts
This song has a really classic kind of sound that's a little reminescent of Portishead to me. I think I like it, however, due to the fact that it's Broadcast, and not because it sounds like Portishead.

2.) Jason Collett - Feral Republic
I can't quite pinpoint it, but this is my favorite song that has a "Country Western" kinda feel to it. Well, it's tied with "Big Guns" by Jenny Lewis, but everyone's heard that already, so I won't include it.

3.) CDOASS - Atomic Stitch
CDOASS, which I think stands for something like Corporate Dancehalls of a Subjective Sister?? is one of those bands that are really really really dancy. Pete Almqvist of the Hives says it's his favorite band, not just because they're Swedish, but because they're dancy as hell. This track is one among many of the gems on the album.

4.) Kings of Convenience - Gatekeeper (Feist Cover)
This is a cover of one of my favorite and most often covered Feist songs, Gatekeeper. It has a really nice feel to it, and Erland and the other guy's voices are amazing. The piano sounds good too. And speaking of piano...

5.) Gonzales - Dot
Off of his latest album; solo piano, Gonzales indicates that he has quite an impressive piano composition skill/technique. His style reminds me alot of Bill Evans, Erik Satie, Claude Debussy, and all the other important impressionist/modal piano players. This is a really good song. It's been referred to as sounding like music that would come out of Amelié, or even by a long stretch, something that might've been written by Jon Brion. Regardless, it's written by Gonzales, who by the way produces Feist's album(s).

Well! Guess who has class in five and a half hours.
I'm also miffed that mum's making me drive back home tonight since I have an ortho appointment bright and early. It means no open mic night this week. I might play in Jackson if there's one there.

Yeah that's it. Hope everyone's alright.

juvu — Thu, 02 Feb 2006 19:37:09 GMT

I'm outside right now. Why aren't you?