Right now, as I type this, the sky is falling. Or, if not falling, then definitely cracking. Out of nowhere we've suddenly got torrential rain and huge, rollicking thunder, and boy oh boy do I love it! Anyway.
Today I bring you another song from Australia, this time by musician Xavier Rudd. The song in question, "Messages," is featured at the end of an episode of Weeds, which is when I first heard it. Then, thanks to Showtime's great habit of making music pages for their popular shows, I was able to not only find out the song title and artist, but also listen to the entire thing online. Fantastic.
So now it's only fitting that I pass on the favor and give it all to you lot. Enjoy!
Just in case you've missed out on the Pineapple Express trailer experience, or have been wondering what that subtly catchy song they use is in full, here's the music video for British musician M.I.A.'s song "Paper Planes."
This music video is also useful for anyone who, like I, was confused by the many facebook bumper stickers featuring a pictorial representation of the "All I wanna do..." chorus. You'll know what I mean once you watch the video:
Caution: it's both catchy AND well-written, thus guaranteed to get stuck in your head. I've listened to it about half a dozen times in the last hour.
Despite being more than a little sick of both "Bubbly" and "The Little Things," I took about five minutes today to track down Colbie Caillat's full album, Coco. Turns out, it's a pretty listenable collection of songs, and I particularly like "One Fine Wire." Enjoy!
Gorgeous, right? And this picture only barely does the fabric's colors justice. Up close they're even more beautiful and vibrant. Best of all is that the bag has more than enough room for day-to-day needs plus at least one book, all without being obnoxiously huge and cumbersome.
Verzat, the company that sells this bag and many others (as well as a huge selection of beautiful jewelry), was started by some of G.'s friends after they graduated from university. Based in G.'s hometown of Lima, Peru, Verzat is - for the time being - more than a little cut off from the US market, but my sense is that everything these girls are making has huge market potential.
Unless I'm completely insane, and the American public has become so mechanical as to be immune to beautiful handmade alternatives to the mass-produced crap that's constantly marketed as attractive and "unique." Blech.
The only way to deal with this kind of weather is to take a shower immediately after being outside, thus voila, today's PotD. For the record, I have no clue as to how my tan lines are still so visible. I haven't even seen the ocean this summer (which is tragic), and I spend most of the sunlit hours at the office. Hm.
(And this is after letting a copy sit unused on my bookshelf for at least two months!)
Anyway, so far, I've found it to be quite fascinating. The part of me who's still a huge American History geek loves that Gladwell uses Paul Revere as an ongoing example for the chapter about the Law of the Few - makes me want to pick up some huge American History tome. Come to think of it, I have Chernow's biography of Alexander Hamilton sitting on the bottom shelf of my desk...hm.
But back to Gladwell: I'll reserve further thoughts until after I've finished reading, but the preliminary verdict is that it's obvious why The New Yorker took him on as a staff writer, and I'm very glad I'm reading this book now, when I'm at a point in my life when its subject matter is relevant in a more than theoretical way.
Today's PotD is pretty perfect, if only because it accurately depicts how I've felt since the moment my alarm went off at 7:15 this morning.
Aussie M. sent this song to me last week, and since then, I've listened to it at least once a day. The singer's voice is reminiscent of the 1980s, and as a whole the song is very listenable and catchy. If it were from any country other than Australia, I'd say expect to hear it on the radio sometime soon, but sadly, Aussie music just doesn't make its way to the States as frequently as it should.
Anyway, for the most part, I like the look. I should probably consider investing in a blow dryer at some point in the near future, for those special days when I can't go around looking like I just woke up, but other than that I like it.
Hm...so there was a point to me talking about my hair. Oh right. That picture is of me, and it was taken today, shortly after I got home from work. It's also the first in what I hope will be a series of 365 individual pictures. I've never been a fan of being photographed, but the iSight camera is a vain girl's dream and it makes me feel like I have no excuse for non-documentation - even more so when my dad sends me one line e-mails asking for pictures of his "first born."
*sigh*
I guess my hope is that making the pictures into some semblance of a project will help me remember to take them in the first place. Not to mention that it'll be pretty cool to look back on down that metaphorical road.
