BitchyVeganSoundtrack

Ummm I have NO idea where either of these bands get their drugs, but they must be good… Like REALLY good. Ummm… like the kind that Charlie Sheen gets.

This first guy was completely unknown to me and the minute I read his sad little bio about working in a vegan restaurant and making music with no money, I had to dig around. I watched a few things and couldn’t help thinking he is what Pedro and Napolean’s baby would look/dance/sing like. Sure, he’s scary, like weird and thinks too weird for me to comprehend-scary… but he’s damn good at making the pop musics. I like him. I just don’t … ya know… wanna eat vegan food with him anytime soon.

These next guys also spend time with Charlie Sheen or his dealer … or something. You might already know them form the “Combination Pizza Hut/Taco Bell” jam. At least, that’s the presence they had until now on my iPod. I did some more digging for the blog to see if maybe that one jam wasn’t indicative of the rest of their collection. Nope, it is. They have songs like, “Chicken and Meat” that are equally as emotionally moving as the Taco Bell song. But, alas, everyone needs a laugh every now and then… why not let these guys give it to you in the form of drug fueled munchie ridiculousness?

You wish you had Charlie Sheen’s dealer’s phone number now, don’t you?

Slow start to the day as I felt the need to call in sick again and my next mission is to consume an ungodly amount of vegan foods at Trangs. Hands down the best vegan place in the penis state.

If your Friday is going to get rowdy, I recommend starting the day mellow with The Black Atlantic… defined as acoustic pop, I find them more likened to Bon Iver on uppers. I likey.

And if your Friday is going to be a total bummer… might as well rock the fuck out in the AM… for that, I give you, Blackbird Blackbird. If they don’t get you dancing in your cubicle, or at least tapping your feet, well then you clearly can’t be brought up from down and should just off yourself.

HAPPY FUCKING FANTASTIC FRIDAY!!!

Totally distracted today by stupid amounts of awesome. To start the awesome day my Biology class asked if they could listen to their music while we did a worksheet and I said that was fine. Sam the resident “oldie” lover puts on Grover Washington Jr. and within moments I am singing along with my 5 other students who have forgotten for the moment how cool they are supposed to “act” all the time. It was definitely in my top 5 awesome teacher moments. Then a student comes in during my planning period with an oreo and is ecstatically stating, “I can give you this because it’s veeeeegan!”.

Of course… all of this good moodness might have something to do with catching onto the goods of this whole “relationship” thing. Whoa… regular sex? I am never leaving. Glassy eyed and happy is how everyone should be at work. Fuck, I think I haven’t even raised my voice at a kid today. Even when one of my autistic students who suffers from a repetitive disorder got, “Let the bodies hit the floor!” stuck in her head… I just smiled.

Fuck, relationships make people SO LAME. I sound like a gross Hallmark card. But ok, after 28 years, I get it… the hype, anyway. This shit is pretty delicious, even if it does turn me into a little bitch.

Ok on to other more important things… music love making.

Today we conquer The Belle Brigade, a brother and sister duo who mostly sing about shutting up the part of your brain that kind of picks on yourself. I can’t blame them as they are both redheaded, seems like a lot of those types get angry at themselves for their DNA from time to time. Anyway, it’s good stuffs. Mellow, which after yesterday’s beat party, might not be a bad thing. Listen and let me know if I am just in love with the whole, “self esteem” theme….

Ben Sollee…. ok, I have to admit, this is NOT something I would probably have given more than 30 seconds worth of listening… but when you see what this guy can do to a fucking cello?! RIDICULOUS. His voice sometimes wins me over and other times makes me cringe… I was left completely perplexed by my admiration for his crazy talent and my own feelings towards the styling. This is another one you might have to listen to and then either encourage or slap me out of my “serious like” filled trance

And this one is just for the kiddos… should they one day google their slightly cool teacher, I want them to find this… aw.

ps- how is it only Tuesday?! Total crap.

For the first time since starting this blog a few months ago, this post will include all points. Music. Sex. Vegan.

Last night was the first time I have had a valentine since middle school… and you can scoff about your hallmark holiday all you want, I liked it and I don’t care how severely uncool I am because of that. Sure, I have had “guys” on valentines day before… but none that I like enough and none that were cute enough to make surprise reservations at a vegan place on the beach (I know, it’s so cute I just threw up in my mouth a little writing it).

The place turned out to be a RAW place which, even as a vegan, I will attest to being the most disgusting food movement EVER. The food tasted like gray. Yes, the food tasted like a COLOR. Horrific. We laughed the whole time which made it completely worth the $60 price tag to be able to say you consumed gray sand.

The sex part I will leave out for the most part suffice to say that there was no other option but to pay him back for pretending to enjoy the worlds worst meal.

This nonetheless has left me tired and happy and in a mood to listen to these next two bands who are the first of the, “B bands”! That’s right kids, we made it to the next letter in the alphabet… and I am hardly halfway exploring it and can tell you that the letter B does not disappoint.

Babeshadow is a first listen for me and although it is tirelessly happy, I am ok with that. Normally I need a little mix of mellow, but fuck it, today is a good day and I am going to blare these boys in my classroom whether my students like it or not. The music is about love-y dove-y grossness and until this new thing ends in ultimate heart break, I am going to listen and be giddy and enjoy the shit out of this crack love stuff everyone else has been enjoying for so long (if only for brief moments in time). They are a non apologetic band who sing songs because they are fun to sing… shouldn’t that always be the case?

I give you, Babeshadow.

Next up, a band that really needs no introduction… ok, so they aren’t The Beatles, but in the indie world, their blowing up might have likened to them on a smaller scale. Give them a listen and you will instantly understand as they are likable to any ears. The vocals brought me to The Bravery references (at least in this song) but I am ok with it… it’s delightful. They are an unclassifiable band as far as genres go and I think it’s better that they stay that way… more bands should try to break this many boundaries, it’s yummy.