His post passed the test (or maybe I passed the test) when I was able to use it succesfully - hooray!
The Vox This button is supposed to come out in our next release, but in the meantime you can read Steve's post to learn how to use it, like I just did.
Video: Show us your favorite movie cliché.
An attractive man and woman are thrown together because of some circumstance beyond their control (or through friends, family or work), they can't stand each other, I mean they really hate each other, some misunderstanding leads to a furious slap, both parties are stunned momentarily, then a ridiculous against-the-wall makeout ensues.
HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED IN REAL LIFE?
I'd like to go to three different shows tonight, but having prior plans means I'm not going to any of them:
- As Tall As Lions at Popscene
- The Veils at Cafe Du Nord
- Fair To Midland at Slim's
In my latest installment of "When The Lights Go Down In The City" on SFist, I wrote about all three bands, I'm giving away a copy of Audrye Sessions' new record and I recorded my Top 5 moments at Feist's show at the Fillmore this past Tuesday.
I keep forgetting to blog this, and I need to say it: I am obsessed with St. Vincent.
Recommended if you like: Feist; Regina Spektor; My Brightest Diamond; crooners; really good adventurous, melodic music
I haven't felt this way since I discovered Feist in late '04. It's that feeling of this is something new, a start of a new relationship with an artist. It goes far beyond this one song is pretty cool. It's the excitement of knowing that the music of St. Vincent, aka Ms. Annie Clark, is going to be with me for a long time.
You might have heard of her as a touring guitarist for Sufjan Stevens and Polyphonic Spree, or opening up as a solo artist more recently for Midlake and John Vanderslice, but this is the first time she's stepped out with her own album. I'm taken with her voice, her songwriting, the new little synapses her sounds forge in my brain. The fact that she's drop-dead gorgeous (and from Texas) doesn't hurt. It's important to note that she's only 24 years old, and I don't point that out to make most of us feel bad. It means that, though songs from her debut Marry Me are already set to become some of my all-time favorites, her very best is yet to come.
Her album Marry Me comes out July 10th on Beggars Banquet. Listen. And keep track of her on her blog.
I just posted information to Team Vox about joining Six Apart's team for the AIDS Walk on July 15th.
Big thanks to LeendaDLL for her generous donation!!
I'm participating in the AIDS Walk here in San Francisco's lovely Golden Gate Park on Sunday, July 15th.
You should join me and/or make a donation on my donation page!
Six Apart has a team, so my coworkers and any Voxers who'd like to join us should sign up at the Six Apart team page.
UPDATE: A huge thanks to Stacy for donating! You made my day. :) :) :)
One of my favorite discoveries as of late is Bat For Lashes' Fur & Gold. My friend Chad told me about them months ago and I finally got the record when I was in Austin. I love singer Natasha Khan's voice and style and the songs are pretty addictive. She brings a modern take on a mystical, fairies-in-the-woods vibe, a la Ms. Nicks.
Jeff just sent me the link to their latest video for "What's A Girl To Do". It's a really simple concept, but still manages to mesmerize me. I also included a video of a live performance of "Moon for Moon".
I'm not exactly recommending This Too Will Pass by The One AM Radio, but I do want to share the lyrics from one song. The CD is nice enough, if you're in the mood for something extremely mellow you should check it out, but these lyrics to "In The Time We've Got" are pretty captivating.
I took you to the place where I was born. You said that it was just as I'd described. We moved in soon after the days turned warm, just in time to see the spring arrive. I watched you through the windows in our room. Your hair grew long under the arbor shade. Our love was new, but the hour grew late too soon; how suddenly that honeyed light would fade. You had the city in you. Always in the way you moved were the skyline and the avenues. You had the city in you, I knew. When the autumn came, the leaves turned one by one, 'til the barren trees were left to stand alone. You still felt the same, you said, as since we had begun, but a longing crept into the eyes I'd known. I watched you pack; I was rooted to the spot. We fell asleep awhile beneath the oak. "It's our job to live as well as we can in the time we've got," was written in the note I found when I woke. You had the city in you. Always in the way you moved were the skyline and the avenues. You had the city in you, I knew. So before the weary ache wore through, you slipped back into the avenues.
Maybe Hrishikesh Hirway can have a career as a novelist if the singer-songwriter thing doesn't work out. Listen to "In The Time We've Got" or download it.
I saw the film Paris, Je t'aime this weekend. It's 18 vignettes about love in/for Paris each by a different noted director, so it is, as you would guess, quite a patchwork of stories. It's worth seeing for a few different reasons, but what fascinated me most was the sheer challenge of telling an entire story in five or so minutes, and seeing solutions from different minds in back-to-back succession, with hardly time to pause and absorb in between. Go see it while it's still in theaters (but only after you've seen "Once".)
I'd gone to RottenTomatoes.com to skim the reviews beforehand, and several of the critics used the word "omnibus" to describe the film. So after heading to dictionary.com, I learned a new word this weekend. Problem is, it's such a specific term that I might only find one or two opportunities to use it in the remainder of this lifetime, and it's one of those words that you can't just throw into conversation without sounding like a pretentious jerk. Because no one knows what omnibus means without looking it up. OK maybe one of you knew. Mind you, I love strange, specific and unwieldy words, but words are meant to convey meaning, not stump people.
Vox is serving me up Jeff Buckley banner ads. I have no idea how I feel about this.
