Music meme

Name your top 10 most played bands on iTunes or Last.FM:

[I'm doing last.fm, because I can't figure out how to find my most played artists on iTunes]

1. Josh Burnside
2. Tegan and Sara
3. Death Cab
4. Frightened Rabbit
5. The Good Life
6. Cursive
7. The Cure
8. Metric
9. Bloc Party
10. Amy Wilson

What was the first song you ever heard by 6 [cursive]?
Hmm. Tough one to remember.. Either The Great Decay or Driftwood, I reckon.

What is your favorite album of 2 [T&S]?
Hmm. Question 2, and I have already realised I shouldn't have started this. I adore them all. And I cannot wait for Oct 27th. Right. Hm. The problem is, the albums are all different. My official answer has to be ALL OF THEM. Which is consistent with my advice to FWL.

What is your favorite lyric that 5 [Good Life] has sung?
Oh christ. Well, I'll just have to pick a random one. Seeing as The Good Life are one of my lyrical genius bands. Humph. I don't like this meme.

"I love your suffering like gravity loves a stumbling drunk"

How many times have you seen 4 [FR] live?
Sadly, I haven't. Because I am always in the wrong place at the wrong time.

What is your favorite song by 7 [The Cure]?
You suck, meme. Impossible question. Halo/Burn.

What is a good memory you have involving the music of 10 [Amy]?
God, what memory isn't good?

It's either the first time I heard her sing, because her voice was just SO impressive, and live acoustic guitar always sounds so amazing. I was sat on her floor [which then became CCB's floor.. how strange], I can't remember why I was there or how her singing came about.. but she pointed to a song she was writing on her mirror at the time, and then started playing through some of her new stuff, which was very good. And got stuck in my head, despite having heard them only once. And I dunno.. it was just a very surreal but very cool experience. The other memory worthy of telling you, is when I have a feeling I was very, very drunk. And I had gone on to FM about how amazing Amy was, and had to demonstrate that amazingness. And somehow, FM and I ended up on Amy's floor, with more intoxicating things, and it was all very strange because I kept shouting at Amy telling her to play, which of course she did. And then I was shouting other things I think.. But again, very weird, but very worth it. I remember feeling very proud, like I was sharing a really shiny thing.

Is there a song of 3 [deathcab] that makes you sad?
'What Sarah Said' 'as each descending peak on the LCD takes you a little farther away from me..'

What is your favorite lyric that 2 [T&S] has sung?
SRSLY. Get a grip, meme. Right. Sigh. Hm.

It's either the opening to Nineteen: 'I felt you in my legs before I ever met you.. and when I laid beside you for the first time I told you.."I feel you in my heart and I don't even know you" and now we're saying bye....'

or this from Not Tonight: 'Love pull your sore ribs in, I will pull your tangles out'

or any other lyric from one of their amazing songs.

How did you get into 3 [deathcab]?
Hmm. One of my friends from school [JL] lent me We Have The Facts and We're Voting Yes. Never looked back.

What was the first song you heard by 1 [jawsh]?
Hmmm. It was.. What You Knew Could Not Be Found, I think..

What is your favorite song by 4 [FR]?
According to play count; Good Arms vs. Bad Arms/The Modern Leper [equal count!]. Which is really the only measure I can use because I adore so many of their songs equally.

How many times have you seen 9 [BP] live?
3.

What is a good memory you have involving 2 (T&S)?
Either seeing them live, FINALLY, in Belfast, having flown back specially for it. Or just being in a T&S mood, and turning the volume up to full and singing my lungs out.

Is there a song of 8 [Metric] that makes you sad?
Collect Call, or Calculation Theme, I guess.

What is your favorite album of 5 [Good Life]?
Hmm. Album of the Year, Black Out or Help Wanted Nights...

What is your favorite lyric that 3 [deathcab] has sung?
'I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now...'

'Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole, just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound..'

'The glove compartment isn't accurately named, and everybody knows it. So I'm proposing a swift orderly change, because behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm, all I find are souvenirs from better times..'

'As tiny vessels oozed into your neck and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade, but they did, and so did I that day.'

'synapse to synapse the possibility's thin'

I could actually go on forever...

What is your favorite song of 1 [jawsh]?
By now, you know this is difficult. Synthetics. Blue and Black. Iron and Steel. Disappearance Plans.

What is your favorite song of 10 [Amy]?
Home/ Yellow Light/ Icebergs/ Drive / Where Did The World Go? /The ones she played me but hasn't recored yet, and don't have names.

How many times have you seen 8 [Metric] live?
NEVER. WOE IS ME.

What is your favorite album of 1 [jawsh]?
He doesn't really do albums...

What is a great memory you have considering 9 [BP]?
Either first time live, or getting A Weekend In The City, and having it stuck in my head [in a good way].

What was the first song you heard by 8 [Metric]?
Succexy

What is your favorite cover by 2 [T&S]?
Umbrella? Or When You Were Mine? Don't know if they do lots of recorded covers..

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Finally done!

What's Your Damage?

So I found an Irish version of T&S.

Goodstuffs.

Anyway. On to today's irritation.

There's been a lot of stuff in the news recently about how terrible the NHS is, and how awesome the American system is. I realise that this is mostly coming from America, where the debate is raging. But I Just. Don't. Get. It.

How can something that treats everyone be worse than nothing?

Sitch A) Person X needs some medical care. Has no insurance. Doesn't come under medicare or medicaid. Person X dies. Person Y needs some medical care. Has insurance. Gets treated. Person Y lives.

Sitch B) Person X needs some medical care. Has no insurance. Gets treated. Person X lives. Person Y needs medical care. Has insurance. Gets treated. Person Y lives.

What is so bad about having more people live?

Can someone explain what I'm missing? Because I'm sure I must be missing some crucial point. And I will admit that I am not very well read on the American Healthcare system.

I don't see why the people who pay for their treatment cannot continue to do so.

The Republican guy they had on newsnight last night completely dodged all the difficult questions fired at him.

So what is it?

Someone spell it out..

Modern Leper

Urgh.

So, I've not really moved since sunday.

I hope this is swine flu. If it's not, I will be so annoyed.

Also, why this week? Hmm? I'm going to feel like such a shit friend for missing TC!'s 21st tomorrow.

Hmm.. tomorrow.. isn't something else happening tomorrow...? Like, I dunno, one of my best friends leaving the country for, like, ever?

God, third year is gonna be weird. I really hope it doesn't suck.

Blegh.

I must be ill. I just lay here and watched 'Max Keeble's Big Move' without even flinching. There were cameos from all the kid show cool kids. It was shiite though.

Sigh. I just want to be comfortable. And not have sore ribs and an annoying throat and..

I'll stop whinging. I wanted this flu.

But... tell me something interesting? Please? It only has to beat the story of how Max Keeble beat the bullies....

ick.

SO ILL.

Bleeeggggghh...

Oink.

I think I might be getting pig flu. I'm not entirely sure though. I have a sore throat, the mutterings of a cough, and a very light head.

Knowing my luck, I just have a shitty virus.

I WANT PIG FLU.

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Anyways.

Fiesty is close to being scrapped =(

I can't believe how much I attach to inanimate objects.

And, I don't understand cycling. I have a crappy old heavy mountain bike: £60 to fix. Yet all the people in the shop tell me it's not worth it.. when a new bike costs minimum £150. I think my maths must be up the left.

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Sigh. I feel like shiite. And I wish it was October. But also, not. Like. It would be nice if it could be October 2008 again. Don't want to be a finalist. It had better be the best year ever. Which will be difficult, seeing as plenty of friends are sauntering off to foreign parts. Deep sigh.

Oh well.

Right. Tis nearly the conclusion of Lewis. Best go.

~ over and oink

Grrf.

Hmm.

Sometimes, I really annoy myself. Why do I never say what I actually want to or stick up for myself? I mean, I know why I don't say what I want; it would be too much hassle. It wouldn't make me feel better, no matter how much I think it might. And there's the fact that I don't like it when people talk crap to me. But anyway.

It's been three years. And I get an apology now. I thought, fair enough, I'm used to year+ apologies. So whilst I have absolutely no interest in talking to FW [decided I need an acronym. You can guess what it signifies. Clue: second word 'wit'] again, I figured seeing as the effort to apologise had been made.. I would be polite. So, I asked why FW saw fit to apologise now. 'Ummm.. I dunno, trying to make my peace with the world?! And was listening to coheed for the first time in like, forever..'

Great. Fan-fucking-tastic. I am a method for making peace with the pissing world. I should have told FW to fuck off.

Gah. When I apologise, I mean it. [Long as it isn't one of my lawyer apologies, of course.] Why does nobody who ever has cause to apologise to me do the same? hmm? Like urgh.

I think also, that FW's apology was incredibly selfish. Of course, part of apologising is to make yourself feel better, and stop feeling so shit for doing something a bit off. But like, surely part of it should be because you want to make the person you did wrong to feel better. Sometimes 'oh I was just listening to some music, and like yeah, so totally sorry about all that' just doesn't cut it. What adds to this is phrases like 'I'm not trying to excuse anything but..'

Right.

So you ARE trying to excuse something.

If you were actually sorry about it, you wouldn't mention any 'excuses', you would just suck it up and say sorry.

'Oh. Shit. I was a massive jackass. Better fire off a little note. Don't want a dirty conscience...'

What. The. Fuck.

I don't even know why I'm so irked by this. Or what to do about it really.

Just grr.

FML

I got a message out of the blue from, nah, no acronyms, someone. First line:

'Hey Julz

Um well, this is awkward already.'

Christ. FML.

bleh.

Oo. Midsomer murders.

Anyways.

Am still trying to update myself on music. Any suggestions?

I feel quite bored. Not like right now. But in general. Wish people would talk more.

Hee, CS told me the most awesome story. I mean, it's horrific. But awesome. And something that could only happen to CS.

Arg. Why can I never think of anything when I open this page? Hmm?

Oh well. Nobody else is blogging either. My usual procrastination is muchly reduced. Humph.

Work is going by slowly.

But at least it's something to do.

I wish I had time to do cool stuff.

Q.3

What do you do when a delivery driver runs over your cat?

And who on earth delivers on a Sunday?!

I have finished fake-applying for TCs. I basically spent a long time half filling in lots of forms and not getting any done before the deadline (apart from that one that was in at 23.58). I am awesome. Clearly.

I don't know if I want a job. All this working malarky is very tiring. I can't believe I've only done two weeks. Some bits are really interesting. But some bits can be boring. But the people are lovely and there's good craic. I get to speak nirishly. I am a photocopy-monkey. But I get very tired. And I piss off my friends, by being too tired to go back to Bfast and party and then get up in time for work the next day. Woe is me.

Oo.. I'm watching Lewis. I heart detective dramas.

Why do people have to go to camp? Sadface.

And why do weekends have to be so short?

*whine* I don't waaaaant to go to workkk..

No TCs

Application form sent 2 minutes before the deadline.

That one's a winner..

NOT.

zombie

I will update once I stop spending all my spare time staring at application forms.

Should fill one in really.

urgg.

I am very bored. And I don't know what to talk about. Suggestions would have been cool. I wish people asked questions.

Work tomorrow. Better sleep.

~over.

Q.2

I don't know what to talk about. What should I talk about?

Escheat

Was very interesting to read about. I am so lame. I got very excited. And I loved the judge's comments.

Sigh. The people I work with all think I'm a nutter. A weird nutter.

But I survived the week. If only because they won't realise how much I've done wrong til next week. Oops.

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I keep meaning to write something, but never getting around to it.

But I gots some ideas though. Just need to ferment a bit.

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It's funny to watch news night review on mute. Jus'sayin.

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Thanks to commuting, (yes, I do that now), I have been listening to my ipod lots. And the enw music I got.

There is Something about Spektor's "Laughing With" that makes me feel Odd. I don't know what it is. I think it's regret. In a strange sense. And the change between the 'no one's laughing' bit and the 'but God can be fuuuunny..'

Here:

The video also gains points for its references.

But yes...

Also, still very much digging the bit in "Rabbit Heart" that begins 'this is a gift, it comes with a price...'

I could sit and tell you all the lyrical bits I'm liking.. but I don't think blogger's server could handle that. And I know how much everyone hates it.

As a side point, related to the fact that "Laughing With" makes me feel decidedly odd, and as if I want to cry, a lot of things are making me want to cry lately. I don't know why. And they're just inane things. For example, I'll be watching tv, and someone will do something standard, like achieve something, and I'll want to well up. and I don't know why. And it's freaking me the fuck out.

Maybe I'm pregnant.

I'm certain I'm knackered though.

~over and out

Q.

WHY am I so TIRED?!!

Schmerk.

Werk, Schmerk.

I am an expert photocopier.

Except for when I forget to reset it after dealing with double sided things. Doh.

>_<

Yaaaawn. Surprisingly tiring, photocopying.

I might try and embark on a project. But I don't quite know what the project would be yet.

Maybe to find out why giraffes are born with horns.

Hrrm.

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Urgh. Don't want to get up tomorrow.

Verbally unreasonable.

I got my exam papers back today.

The comments and question marks are quite depressing.

And for my best paper, there are no comments or question marks. The photocopy of the paper looks like it did when I handed it in at the end of the 3 hours. Which is worrying. Better not ask too many questions I guess. Don't need to lose any more marks.

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Anyway. I have spent the day doing an application exercise. It sucks and makes me annoyed. Firstly, I had to do a verbal reasoning test. I HATE verbal reasoning tests. I want to be able to explain my answers to them and argue with their answers. Because half of them are factually wrong. Grr.

Secondly, I have to do a 'challenging question'. It's only challenging in its stupidity. If only I could answer it by writing 'This is not within your remit. Leave it to the people who are supposed to deal with these things. Ok? Ok. Good.'

Hopefully I will tidy it all up and send it in tomorrow. Joy.

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Fake camping, by the way, was amazing.

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I don't want to work.

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I want to be able to sleep a lot. And mess about. And go and visit friends whenever I want.

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I hope the parents don't hate me..

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Time to go. Not much of an update. So shoot me.

I hereby promise to update this blog tomorrow. 

Homesss

I am home.

V. tired. 

V. sad.

Miss her muchlike. 

Need to make birthday card. 

Hums.

So. 

Mother is going away tomorrow... As am I, but not til Wednesday. You now know my plans. Stalky stalky!

I'm not going to like being alone again. Humphers. 

I'm looking forward to camping though.. even though I will have to deal with parentals.. and that worries me beyond belief.. I will feel the need to make a good impression, whilst knowing that I will do anything but. Sigh. No point worrying. No point. 

I have recently spent some time car shopping. As Fiesty is a bit broken.. Won't stop pumping out hot air.. which isn't good in this weather. I have been surprised by the different attitudes of car salesmen. Ford was a complete gimpoid. Vauxhall and Hyundai were very nice, and made massive discounts.. 

Vauxhall is the only one that is made in britain. Well, for the models we were looking at. 

Uuuurgh. I'm bored. There's nothing on tv. 

And I miss FM. =(

And y'know, my peeps in general. Yes, I did just say 'peeps'. 

I've found incredible wine though. Incredible. It's so yum. I will probably get so drunk. 

Morse is getting good. 

Right. 

I need some input dudes. Direct me with this blog thing. 

Go.

Go!