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You know a show is really great when 30 minutes of on-air time just doesn’t do them justice. I’m absolutely loving Mindy Kaling’s recent webisodes for The Office — here’s the music video for “Male Prima Donna.” One small warning though, it’s definitely going to get stuck in your head.
Erin McCarley was one of my favorite artists from Mayercraft, and I got to see her perform last night at The Independent. She played all the songs on her album, and it really made me realize how much I like every one of them. Got this shot accidentally while her guitarists were on the move.
I usually have a song stuck in my head when I wake up in the morning. It makes me wonder what the reason might be, but like with most things, I might be reading too much into it. Is it because of what I was dreaming about or something triggered by things going on in real life? Is it foreshadowing or reflective? Who knows.
This morning I had a line from “Bright Lights” by Matchbox Twenty stuck in my head. The following ran through my mind right before I jumped in the shower.
If the bright lights don’t receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home.
A bit emo of a song choice for Monday morning, but I always thought there was something comforting about Rob Thomas’ voice.
T-minus 31 days!
I’ll make you banana pancakes/Pretend like it’s the weekend now
(Brunch at Delancey’s in SF.)
I finally got to see Jack’s Mannequin live, I had forgotten how amazing Death Cab is live, and The Killers can only be described as euphoric. THANKS RUGBY for hooking us up so majorly. :)
John Krasinski makes a special appearance at a concert in LA and sings “Winter Wonderland.”
Old clip from SNL, but still makes me laugh. Cameos by Adam Levine and Jake Gyllenhaal, best combination ev-ar!
According to the GAP, it’s almost Christmas season! I wish we could fast forward through November.
I’ve noticed lately that the radio has this weird ability to make you hate songs you used to love, and bop along with songs that used to make your skin crawl.
Exhibit A: “I’m Yours” by Jason Mraz, and any Leona Lewis song
Exhibit B: Rihanna’s lyrics could have been written by a tween and T-Pain is the male equivalent of Janice from “Friends,” but their songs are so damn catchy. Subliminal musical crack?
