itunes = crack delivery service

well its time to procrastinate again in light of the looming final i have coming up on monday. as i've been studying hard (read sweat my ass off in my kitchen reading about video game contracts), i've also been spending a little bit of time with my friend itunes.

goddam their fucking accessibility. its like being a heroine junky and having a dealer as one of your roomates. anyways, while i'm scared to think of how much money i've spent on itunes, i'm happy to state that i ran into some excellent music while i was avoiding studying audit rights for a publisher developer blah blah blah blah...

here goes:

you ain't nobody till you've invested in psapp's new album "everything i've ever wanted." the album is a fucking great follow up to their debut album (which if you ain't got it, just buy it now and act all pretensious about how you had it before grey's anatomy made them popular-i won't tell). the whole album pops and zips with odd noises, but adds a nice edge to the smooth vocals of the lead singer. swear these two go out with a mic and just record everything they can get their hands on (including cash register rings). nuff said, go out and buy it.

as a radiohead fan, i'm happy to report that thom york's solo album is super depresing and just what all of us crave in the age of all the shit on the radio. anyone who can sing "i'm your lapdog, i'm your laaaaaaaaaapppp dogggg" and fucking rock it deserves credit in my opinion. i especially liked itunes description in which they stated: "no one knows how to package misery quite like thom york." yup, that's just about right. do it for the kids, get the album.

kanye west's newest project, rhymefest, recently released "blue collar," a daring hip hop album that brings the genre back to the band and away from the bare, artificial, beats that has been dominating the radio as of late (not that i'm trying to hate on chamillionaire's "ridin" or nuthin'). rhymefest's lyrics are tragic, edgy, humerous and paint the picture of a man whose more concerned with more than just money, ice, rims and hoes. i was particularily suprised with the use of a guitar riff from the strokes in "devil's pie." delicious.

likewise, cut chemist's much anticipated debut album, "the audience's listening," is a nice transition into what urb magazine insists is "turntabalism" (sadly, i'm not cool enough to call it that). with laid back beats combined with great samples (not to mention some hip hop talent), most of the tracks are strong, though some of them sound like postmodern bullshit. the good ones are worth waiding through the weaker ones though. i'm partial to "the garden," though a couple others are definitly worth getting to.

band of horses release this year may just be my favorite sleeper album of the year. the southern laid back style of the band, combined with the (don't kill me its the only way i can think of describing it) pretty arrangements make for a solid rock album. what can i say, i fell in love with the album and highly recommend it to those indy folks looking for an album to get sticky to, and especially the track, "the great salt lakes." mmmmmm, indy lovin'.

last but not least, a quick re-discovery: citizen cope's album "the clarence greenwood recordings." cope's voice is like butter and is soulfully combined with arrangements that are just, hawt. i think this album has the only santana duo that i've ever been able to stomach (yea, not a big fan of that michelle branch song). if you don't have this album, but think you're a little funky, or are just looking for a little something for that summer bbq, this is the album for you.

also recommended: gnarls barkley, ashley simpson (ohhh jokes), and all the other crap that's on the radio right now (NOT including that shitty justin timberlake release that's pissed all of us closeted fans of "justified" off.fuck that falsetto shit).

go forth and purchase my children.

p.s. anyone wanna go see tom jones at the bowl? it could be fucking hilarious. anyone? anyone? dammit.

you boys like mex-i-co?

totally one of my favorite scenes from a more than excellent movie: http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.msu.edu/~mensing1/pics/SuperTroopers_coolchrism5.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.msu.edu/~mensing1/&h=480&w=720&sz=53&hl=en&start=15&tbnid=5V_lH-R3wVcmYM:&tbnh=93&tbnw=140&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsuper%2Btroopers%2B%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN

hell yes.

if you haven't already, go watch this movie. more than once. in fact, watch it at least five times, then report back. that's an order.

meow.

my neighbors stole my beer and i'm pissed

turns out the area around the beverly center in los angeles is not the type of fodder that mr. roger's neighborhood stories are made of. Namely, in this neighborhood, your neighbors steal your beer out of your fucking cooler when your trying to have a good time.

fuckers.

being the neighborly sort that i am, when my neighbors asked if they could imbide a tasty beverage or two, i obliged! of course. little was i to know that a few meant about 6 of my beers and then all of the beers that my friends were kind enough to leave at my house when they left.

i mean, fuck, dude. stealing someone's beer is just so not kosher, but stealing your neighbors beer is downright unethical. this on top of the loud "flaminco" music that the healer-come-music producer guy pushing 50 upstairs blasts from the hours of, oh wait, always. lets just say the guy doesn't even have a fucking bed up there, just music equipement that he rapes every hour, on the hour, to create what he thinks is music. then, we have the two yapping small dogs that would even make paris hilton think about drop kicking them. i mean, i can deal with the dogs, the loud music, but steal my motherfucking beer will you?! this calls for revenge.

their nice guys and all, and have donated bottles of very nice gin and fresh pastries to our lower apartment every once in a while, but never did any one of us from our apartment go up there, ask for a glass of gin and then take the whole fucking bottle. i'm, offended and quite frankly, i'm ready to take action. anyone got any ideas? nailing them in the face with hot dogs has been suggested i believe in addition to the ever popular tennis balls on the ceiling, but none of it seems to make an impact, what will it take??

if this site wasn't so fucking awful to navigate it might actually be cool, but alas..its not, so you have to dig around for the good stories ("whory lorie" is my favorite): http://www.annoyingneighbors.com/

and finally, of all the revenge tactics that i read, this seemed to be the best:
For no reason at all go outside and shoot video of your neighbor. He will have no idea that you are doing it JUST to annoy him.

the rest just seemed focused on ordering catalogues, sharpies, telephone numbers and bathroom stalls. eh. i think the videotaping one would be funny especially since i live in a duplex and it would be totally creepy. [insert mr. burns here] exceeelllleeeennnttt.