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February 28, 2006

Keaton


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Isn't he cute?

Posted by Courtney's Phone at 11:59 PM

February 26, 2006

Obligatory MySpace Post

Yes, I have given in and become one of the masses with a quasi-addiction to MySpace. I wouldn't really call it so much a place for friends, as it is a place for me to see all the people I never really talked much to in high school and to find all my old party kids from OKC.

I really like the calendar feature on it though, and how I can easily keep up to date on my favorite bands.

I think MySpace is going to help change the face of music accessibility, and I approve of that aspect, however it also is going to encourage the brainstorm bands that are out there. The "let's pick a genre, practice together and record 3 or 4 tracks and put them online and then go try to play a show or two" that really have been making a takeover of music.

However, I refuse to do any of those damn bulletins, or surveys, or flashy animated gifs that seem to cover everyone else's MySpace page.

There's got to be a little class left in me.

I'll eventually link it on the side when I'm ready to rebuild all the static pages on the site, but until then, if you want to add me, I'm obviously:

myspace.com/attnwhore

I've also found myself in possession of the Fazed MySpace group after a thread on Fazed found people wary of joining one labeled for fazed.net when no one had heard of the creator or other members.

Now, if you'll excuse me I've got some more Tylenol Allergy to take and an afternoon nap to finish.

Posted by Courtney at 05:06 PM | Comments (1)

February 25, 2006

Daft. Punk.

If I was only allowed to listen to one song for the rest of my life, you can bet your pretty ass I'd choose Daft Punk's "Robot Rock"

Posted by Courtney at 03:02 PM | Comments (0)

February 21, 2006

tag.

A car tag costing $1600 is absolutely ridiculous.

INSANE!

Fuck Kansas.

Posted by Courtney at 11:17 PM | Comments (0)

February 20, 2006

Oh My God / NIN

So where were we?

Ok. Very quickly, Friday nite Keaton and I met up with The Nieda, Steve, Charles and Adam of the Big Gay variety at Record Bar to see Riddle of Steel, some other shitty band and then Oh My God. Oh My God was just as awesome as Steve had described. I wasn't quite prepared for the thoughtfulness of the lyrics or the clear delivery, but I should have. The music Steve listens to is just as idealist as himself. I loved the lead singer's voice. I can always enjoy a band that jumps on stage and plays like they want to be on that stage. We called it a night right before they started their encore at 1:30 to a quarter of an inch of snow on the ground. And as such, we slid our way home.

By the way, Nieda tends to get these things I'll call the "PBR WOOS." You give him enough PBR and he tends to yell out "Wooo" even for the shitty bands.

Also, sidenote to Mr. I'm walking around Record Bar in a blazer, and long dreads tied back with a blue bandana:

I'm in love with you and want to have your children. Please tell me your name. I was that girl that nearly purposefully ran into you as I was leaving when you were standing by the door talking, and then almost fell over trying to get into the entrance since I was turned around staring at how gorgeous you are. It's cool with Keaton too. He said you just looked too cool for him to compete.

AND THEN

Saturday night, again it was Nieda and Charles for a trip to Kemper to see NIN. We had dinner at an awesome italian place called Sutera's and then we froze our asses walking across the parking lots.

Now, a quick note to Jason U. from 96.5 The Buzz. I LOVE YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE TICKETS! THE SHOW WAS AMAZING! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

Nieda and Charles go to their seats, and Keaton and I snake our way down to the floor. The opening band, Moving Units, comes on, and they would be really awesome if they were a Strokes or Killers cover band, but they're not, they're just another band opening for NIN, so they really kinda suck.

We're probably 20 or so heads back from the front of the stage when they go off, and we move 2 or 3 up as it gets closer and the area gets more set. Lights go down. Backlights go up and we see the band performing projected on a giant screen they have around the stage, AND THE ENTIRE CROWD RUSHES. I finally get a chance to look up, and I can see all the security and the barriers and end up 3 people back just to the left of Trent.

I finally got to get a good look at all that is awesome during Terrible Lie. When did he get so hardcore? March of the Pigs. God, there was so much energy in the crowd. Somewhere around here some guy attached his elbow to my neck and charged the crowd to get in front of me. When he stopped I reached up and pulled his cap off of him and threw it in the crowd. Don't fuck with me.

Oh, but then it got awesome. The most gorgeous music ever created...The Frail. Not even 2 minutes long, and always the lead in for The Wretched, The Frail is a gorgeous small and serene piano piece he plays. I just stood and stared as he stood center stage with his keyboard and a spotlight and plotted out the song. It got slower at that point so they lowered the screen.

The screen became an excellent backdrop for sperm videos and social commentary. I'm sure it was great from the seats, but I was up so close it was hard to make out what a lot of it was. The point was clearly made that NIN does not endorse Bush though.

What if all the world you used to know is an elaborate dream?

And the crowd went wild. Curtain comes back up and we get back to rocking.

Me and the girl next to me totally danced our asses off when they played Only.

Dear guy who loves his friends,

Yes, I know you love your friends as much as you love NIN, but you're in a pit at the front of the floor. People are going to push and shove. You're also all over 6' tall. Please, don't feel it necessary to put your arms around your 'boys' to keep yourselves together. First, it's lame. Second, you've got this 5'2 girl standing right behind you and everytime the crowd moves, my eye socket gets shoved right into your elbow. And it fucking hurts asshole. How many times do you have to feel my hand covering your elbow, and subsequently my fingernails digging into your fat skin before you get the fucking picture.

Please and thanks,

5'2 girl behind you.

Most of the show was spenting screaming along lyrics and moving with the force of the crowd, which was insane.

Everday is Exactly the Same was just perfect. I can't describe it any other way. My favorite song off the new cd and it was just perfect.

Did I forget to mention they played Closer? FUCKING CLOSER! Do you know what it's like to be in a big mass of bodies (mostly in black clothing) screaming "I want to fuck you like an animal?" No? Well, it's fucking sick. And by sick I mean awesome. And by awesome I mean TOTALLY FUCKING SICK! Jesus Christ. It was great.

He did an awesome slow version of Hurt. Then fucking killed it with Starfuckers Inc. If I'm remembering right, they wrapped it up with my favorite NIN song, Head Like a Hole by smashing some instruments and getting the fuck out of there.

No encore. Just house lights and another cattle herd.

I was covered in sweat and nasty. It felt good until we stepped into the 6 degree weather outside. We detoured to Town Topic and I had some pie.

Then we came home and I woke up this morning unable to move anything that I need to move to survive. And if you read all this, I'm sorry for the length, and all the spelling and grammatical errors, but ya know how it is. I really don't care anymore. Sorry Tony, no pictures :(

Now, if someone could cure my insomnia.

Posted by Courtney at 02:31 AM | Comments (2)

February 18, 2006

eeek!

Nine Inch Nails.

Tonight.

*snoopy dance*

Posted by Courtney at 04:08 PM | Comments (2)

February 13, 2006

Flipside.

Ok. I'll admit it. I've been one hell of a downer lately. Poor me this and that.

But you know what?

Every down has an up. Every dark cloud has a silver lining. Every olive has a martini.

My short term looks super shitty, but you know what? It's just a few weeks. Nothing I can't get through. I mean, one shitty thing happened. One really shitty thing considering the details, but you know what else happened?

I got a really nice promotion at work. My hard work and past experience paid off.

I finally somewhat introduced the company Steven and I are haphazardly creating to our small close friend community, and the response has been amazing and positive. Bonus points to Jason for helping create the identity.

Thanks to Bryan, I get to go spend another 4 days in Austin after my birthday during the most amazing time of the year. There will be Tres Leches, and hopefully more Rudy's and Mozart's and Hula Hut and all sorts of texmex and some quality time with one of the best friend's a girl could ever have.

I have my birthday to look forward to as well. It won't be an event like it always was before, but I'm certain it'll at least be fun in some way.

NIN THIS FUCKING WEEKEND. And I've checked recent setlists. He has been playing The Frail, aka the most gorgeous one minute and fifty-four seconds I've ever heard.

I had an amazing dirty martini earlier at Tonic. "The Tadpole." I think there was a splash of Level in all the olive juice. Seriously, Tonic became one of my favorite places in the world tonight. Keaton and I are going to try and go back fairly frequently just for drinks and tapas or dessert. We went all out tonight in a celebratory/valentine's dinner, but the place stole my heart. I got to drink a great martini, have a gorgeous upscale dinner, a small but amazing shrimp spring roll appetizer, and my god. Dessert. The "Chocolate Tasting." All this while an older man sat in the corner singing old standards while I got to watch the NOVA/UCONN and then OSU/KU game on the huge screen and plasmas. This is what Courtneys simply refer to as 'Heaven.' Oh, and the chef is 22. Twenty fucking two. Amazing.

JoLynn, find an empty night, and an Adam, Jason, etc.. We're going back.

As I told Jason earlier:

digitalblarjuice: I have to say overall, today I might be the happiest Courtney to have ever Courtneyed.

I've never been this proud of myself. But for now, I have to go bake a red velvet cake for work tomorrow. Don't remind me that I'm starting after 11pm, please.

Posted by Courtney at 11:15 PM | Comments (5)

1 month.

I figure to get all this icky car business done and settled I'll need to get at least $1500 by March 13th.

That's one month, and it has to be one of those short months. You didn't think I was up at 2:35am because I wanted to be, did you?

I've applied for part time jobs today and bought cheap groceries.

My dinner consisted of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a couple crackers.

I'm trying to see if I have anything worth eBaying, and my precious antique camera collection has come to mind more than once. Hell, my precious newer digital camera has come to mind more than once. It's not that I have nothing of value, it's just that I don't really own anything at all.

Instead of Valentine's or birthday presents, I get to ask Keaton to help me, which I haaaaaaaaaaate having to do.

However, I did get the first batch of Superflooze test cards out yesterday. I'm looking into ways we might be able to sell a few right off, and hoping to get some good responses from the people who received them.

Also, I'm going to be taking a new position with my current employer, so that's good too.

I think in between I'm going to try and turn the tulip drawing into a painting of some sorts.



Until then...

Posted by Courtney at 02:26 AM | Comments (1)

February 12, 2006

Qu'est-ce que c'est?

Last night I let Jason drag me down to Record Bar to hear three fairly decent bands and one nazi regime. Okay, that's a little harsh, think KMFDM brought Ian Curtis back from the dead to be their lead singer, only Ian Curtis is still really dead on stage.

I did really like Aubrey and Lovers in Transit though. I might have enjoyed Blackout Gorgeous more if I wasn't expecting them to suddenly break out into a cover of "Psycho Killer" when they started every song.

Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far far better!
Run run run run run run run away!

But, the thing that really stands out is a song they played in between bands. It was a song I've heard a lot. Which means very little since it was very downtempo and drum driven, so I could have just heard it out a lot, but I think I might own this song somewhere. But it was this awesome instrument chill IDM song, and I have no idea what it is. I just danced in my seat and tried to remember. Now, if I could only figure out wtf it is I would sit here and dance to it in my computer chair.

My music knowledge is feeling so lame right now :(

By the way, if anyone was keeping count 2 beers and 1.5 shots of jager and I'm drunk, and it's enough to make me feel like shit and nauseated the next morning.

Posted by Courtney at 01:49 PM | Comments (0)

February 09, 2006

Quick notes...

Exciting news in the place I go everyday and tell you all nothing about front coming soon.

Also, The Fray will be at Madrid on March 24th. (Yes, 2 nights after Minus the Bear and 1 night after I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness or We Are Scientists).

The Fray is decent. Those of you who were lucky enough to get a VIP pass to Lazlo's tent at last July 5th's Buzz Beach Ball were treated to a short concert by The Fray and that's when I fell in love. It's your basic slow, awkward piano and vocal driven pop rock, but the lead singer has such an amazing clear voice. I've been in love with the cd for awhile now. Keep all those dates in mind if you can't decide what to get me for my birthday ;)

Built to Spill - 4/19 at the Bottleneck.

I'm in love with Delta 5.

And seriously, Kid Koala & Dynomite D. - An Elegy ??? Rock that shit. (<3 Stereogum.)

Nathan, is the copy of Hello Nasty that I've got yours? You know, the first thing I would do if I won the lottery would be to buy you back each and every cd I watched you sell.

I've got nothing else, so here's my best buddy holding up the sky.

Edward and the sky

Posted by Courtney at 10:13 PM | Comments (0)

February 08, 2006

Skeered.

I got into my first accident tonight.

I was on my way to visit Keaton at work, and thinking to myself how afraid I was of the Lackmann exit off of 435-W and then I rear ended a family which caused them to rear end another family.

My car looks just fine. I feel a little bruised and pained. My bank account is going to feel more negative than ever, and I have no idea what to do now.

I guess tomorrow during lunch I'll call my insurance company and get things started.

It only took 2 hours of crying and a grilled stuft beef burrito to calm down enough to get out of bed, and I think after some tylenol and a piece of chocolate cake I might be able to go to bed.

But for now, I'm just really really really depressed.

I've got a court date the day after my birthday.

Anyone want to paypal me some money?

Posted by Courtney at 08:43 PM | Comments (3)

February 06, 2006

Forwards/Backwards @ 3am

My 22nd birthday is roughly a month away. I find it hard to believe that it's been a year since all the insanity surrounding my last birthday. Growing up has been an everyday struggle for me, and I fear that's going to continue trudging for quite a few many years, jobs, bills and relationships be damned.

While it would be really insulting for me to barrel on about how "old" I am getting, I'd rather say the emotion comes from what I miss and what I forget.

What have I missed? My sister. She's 17. Seven-fucking-teen. Not just 17 either, she'll be 17.5 just a week before my birthday. That is an absolutely impossible thought in my mind, but I don't think they lied on her birth certificate so it must be true.

What have I forgotten? People. As best as I can tell I've lived a solid 6 chapters of my life so far, each with people of passing importance and events. And it kills me that I don't remember the finer details to all of them. Why I can remember coloring Garfield sheets with Nikki Jones in Mrs. Scroggins' Kindergarten class and not being 15-17 and chatting with Zac Darras all night on IRC when we lived a mile from each other, I don't know.

It was an odd occurance how I came about thinking of him tonight. I just decided to search Flickr to see if anyone had anything tagged under 'tahlequah' other than myself, and there was a good couple pages from Marlan Darras, Zac's older brother and famed local Tulsa musician. And right there, Zac's familiar face in a bunch of Christmas shots alongside pictures of his mother who I saw regularly for years since she was my doctor's receptionist. And I missed him.

It was that instant that I was pulled back into the days of being friends with BJ(Robert) and Cat and the group of unsured genre outcasts that followed with them. And we would sit together on IRC and Zac would always be there, and I remember loving the conversations. And then wishing and hoping that he'd finally get his act together, only to run into him at school the next day and he'd be so stoned off his ass he couldn't form sounds much less than words.

I've had large numbers of people delegated to a memory and occasionally a "What was her name that I used to hang out with?" due to the early 20s complete change most people make. It only leaves me left to wonder who's going to fall out of rank this year. Is there really anyone I know now that I'll still be close to in 5 to 10 years?

Posted by Courtney at 03:05 AM | Comments (3)

February 02, 2006

For the next 56 days.

It's that time again, Courtney's up and coming for the KC area that I'm superbly interested in seeing.

2/3 - Portugal. The Man - El Torreon
EDIT: 2/17 - Oh My God - Record Bar (of course I'm down Steve)
2/18 - NIN / Moving Units - Kemper Arena
2/28 - Badfish - Granada (C'mon, Sublime cover band!)
3/1 - Augustana - Grand Emporium
3/2 - Voxtrot - Replay Lounge (YOU CAN NOT MISS THIS!!!)
3/3 - Flogging Molly - Beaumont Club
3/12 - Dropkick Murphys - Beaumont Club (Birthday present?)
3/15 - Panic! At the Disco - Granada
3/21 - Wilco - Uptown
3/22 - Electric Six - Record Bar (WITH NIGHTMARE OF YOU! ANOTHER CAN'T MISS)
3/23 - I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness - Jackpot Saloon
3/23 - We Are Scientists - Record Bar
3/29 - Poison the Well - The Bottleneck
3/30 - The Starting Line - Granada
3/30 - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! - The Bottleneck
3/31 - Children of Bodom - Granada


I highly recommend all of those, and if you're unfamiliar with two of Austin's finest listed up there, Voxtrot and I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness, go to their sites, go to their myspace sites (VT / ILYBICD and get in a good listen. Don't be fooled by it listing last on their myspace, but "When You Go Out" is definitely ILYBICD's best song up. If anything, at least you Spoon fans will enjoy it.

Hopefully, one of the wonderfully dirty local venues will grab a Margot and the Nuclear So and So's date for their next tour.

Now, I've got to go watch a dvd on how to swirl, tap and buff my way to pretty.

(As a side note, I've got 4 bands up there, 5 if you count Margot, that has punctuation in their names. Weird.)

Posted by Courtney at 11:30 PM | Comments (2)