I have herefore given up on attempting to download the first season of Desperate Housewives, and vow to never again watch trashy teevee, lest I succumb to cable and turn into a Britney-type-hag, cheetos in one hand, redbull and a cigarette in the other.
I attended a show last night, where The Decemberists rocked my socks off. It was one of the best shows I've been to in Boise, truth be telling. It all came down to the first encore offering: a cover of ELO's Mr. Blue Sky. Anyone that knows me knows that I love that song, and I almost pissed my pants when the keyboardist started playing the well-known notes. My love for The Decemberists jumped tenfold after the amazingly done cover. I suggest everyone go out and get ticktets to any one of their shows. And purchase their albums. Seriously. Go do it now.
In other music news, I almost peed myself (it was the second time in less than 24 hours!) when I checked out my iTunes today and noticed that the new Robbie Williams album had been released. The album came out on the 24th of this month in the UK, but from what I understood (and currently understand), EMI was not planning on releasing the album here at all. Therefore, I ordered the album from Amazon UK a few weeks ago. Since the album ordered is technically a birthday present, and I was just planning on ripping it after given as such, I just downloaded the songs from iTunes: disaster averted!
Speaking of Robbie (as I can totally call him by his first name like he's my BFF), I realize now that I have never written about my number-one (ichiban!) rated male singer. Even Ben is into him, which is pretty damned awesome, as Ben also listens to Rammstein. Not like I hate Rammstein or anything... but... it's Rammstein. I introduced Ben to Robbie Williams a couple of years ago after "Sing When You're Winning" came out, and Rock DJ was in heavy rotation on the computer (this was pre-iPod). My friend Sara (who will be receiving aforementioned birthday CD belatedly) introduced Robbie to me when she got back from France in 2001. I now have her to thank (besides the man himself) for the large promo wall hanging in the livingroom from Sing When You're Winning, the Robbie Williams coasters, the 3 t-shirts, the many many albums, singles and DVDs, a biography (see: reading list), and other miscellany, mostly purchased with cold hard Pound Sterling (by Ben! ^_^ ). The strangest thing is that I only tire of listening to Robbie after about a week of in-car-ipod-on-random-in-the-robbie-listedness. And at that point, I take a day off, then go back to the same rotation. So here's to you, Robbie. Thanks for being such a good singer, songwriter, and entertainer. Some day I will have to fly somewhere where you're popular to attend a proper concert (instead of just watching Albert Hall over and over again).
PS. Also burned the crap out of my hand today. But that's a whole other post.
aw head, you were always good for obsessive collecting.
you should totally get onto the show "clean house." corey and i are obsessed. but, i'm thinking more about your old apartment and its clutter rather than the new one (or is it cluttered too?)
xx
Posted by: zach at October 27, 2005 7:44 AM