Oh, chocolate. I remember when they first invented it. Sweet, sweet chocolate. I always hated it!
Do you remember 1975? Great year, huh? There was the Watergate Scandal (oh, you bad boy Nixon). It was the year Spanish dictator Francisco Franco dies. Iron Maiden is formed (to all the fans). What a great time in our history.
Just kidding, I really wouldn't know; I googled all this shit because, hell, I wasn't born until 20 years later. But I'm not just talking about 1975. No homie, I'm talkin' about The 1975. You know, the one with a singer and a guitar and a drum set. A more recent one. Is that jogging your memory? "Noooiicceeee"-every college frat douche. I'm sorry to all the frat dudes, that was uncalled for. But the it's kind of dark and the backspace button on my laptop is just too far for my sausage fingers.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. If ever you feel like you want to wallow in your pit of despair, whether you have been dumped, cheated on, or just feel in the Draking mood but not the Drake tunes, then jam out to "Robbers". It's got a 30 Seconds to Mars' Kings and Queens/ U2's With or Without You vibe. He must be channeling a bit of Keith Sweat's begging vocals because you can't help but to feel for the guy. If you're in the mood for some good pumped up vibe, "Chocolate" will be there to wake you up. If you're in the middle of making a questionable decision, probably pertaining to an immoral or criminal act, but find yourself not too worried about the consequences, then "Sex" or "Girls" will do the trick (No she can't be what you need if she's seventeen). And the follow it up with some hard hitting honesty in "Me" or "You" (I can't believe how these titles are just lining up so perfectly; do you think they did it on purpose, because I sure as hell did not intend this serendipitous juxtaposition) just to bring yourself back to a harmonious, melancholy place. The real world.
So when it's December 31st, end off your year with this spectacular album. In the words of Awkward's very own Sadie, "You're welcome".
Holy macaroons. I can't remember the last time I devoured a book this quickly. It would've taken me only one day, but you see, the way my work schedule works out? It doesn't. So I had to wait nine more whole hours until I got home and relish the last few pages. Now Gayle Forman is relatively new to me; my first experience with her was with Just One Day and Just One Year (highly recommend! adventure, love, all-around-amazingness) and she shot up my Top Ten List, which is ridiculously exclusive, occupied by the likes of JK Rowling, Sarah Dessen and Jenny Han (these are THE homies). I like her writing style, her effortless ways of telling a story so good the book just lingers in your head days after you finished it, and just the overall adventures her characters take. I get jealous. Of characters. In a book. That's how you know you did a good job. When your readers want to meet a three headed dog and fly at 98 mph on an unsafe cleaning utensil or have a one night stan...
It's a three day weekend and in celebration and lack of funds, I've been binge watching movies on Netflix for the past few hours. I took note of a particular film that came highly recommended by the homies, so in broad daylight and with the TV on for background noise, I decided to take on Na Hongjins' thriller, The Wailing . Standard "Had to do it on 'em" pose I don't do horror films, so to my immediate relief, I found that I could actually sit through this one and was able to turn off the TV and focus. In short, some sort of epidemic causes villagers to just lose their shit and go on a rampage, killing their family while leaving their minds in a state of vegetation or sorts until eventually they just...well, die. I don't really like summaries nor enjoy retelling the story line just because it ends up being lackluster, so just watch it if you have 2.5 hours to kill and nothing else of Netflix screams out to you. I did enjoy the movie, but what I ...
Been making good on the promise of doing more with my time. Some homies and I went and checked out Korean HipHop pioneer group, Epik High on their North American tour. A show that solidified in my mind just how stable and solid these artists remain. I was a fledging amateur with their discography rolling with two actual fans, so leading up to D-Day, I did my best to familiarize myself with their newest album, Epik High Is Here. There were some stand out hits so I didn't feel like a total newbie and out of the element. And it was surprisingly more packed that I had thought. It wasn't a sold out show (one of the super fan homies legitimately bought her ticket day of) and it was on a weekday, so to my shock I was wondering what all these people were doing out and about...as I myself was out and about knowing full well that I had work the next day. But I digress. It was a fun night and even though I didn't vibe 100% with the opening act, I discovered my newfound respect, alo...
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