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Feelin' Seedy - Los Capitanes

Apparently this is an Aussie band.. I've only heard two songs by them...
BUT OMG I LOVE THIS SONG.... It makes me giddy!

Talk Thursday- Time Has Come Today..... a little late..

Spring is showing it's bright eyes.. and I am drawn to dig out my summertime feel good music. Yes, music can be very seasonal for me. For those of you that don't know me well, I find a well done remake orgasmic. Love them.

To be honest... I don't find the Ramones version of this song any better than the original, I just didn't know the song, so looking for blogging inspiration I searched it up and found this cover.

There are good covers that totally change the feeling of the song... Like Fatboy Slim's cover of The Joker or this cover of Dexys Midnight Runners "Come on Eileen" is a prime example of Cover Heaven!

 I am a Sublime fanatic, so I would be remiss to not add my absolute favorite Sublime cover, though there are many good ones... Uggg now I'm thinking of them all and having a hard time picking.. "Santeria", but right now... my FAVORITE Sublime song happens to be Scarlet Begonias.

 I just discovered that a song that I WAY love, that I thought was covered by Sublime, is in fact NOT Sublime... So here it goes, Murder One's great cover of a great Bob Marley song.
For some strange reason, I get a kick out of punk covers of 60's and 70's songs.


Of course, I could go on FOREVER and ever and ever............... so much great music out there. So much I haven't mentioned... but I will end with two excellent covers, that can't be beat. Definite winners in any cover war.

And though I love most of Metallica's Garage Inc it's a real toss up to the best covers on it. "Tuesday's Gone", "Whiskey In The Jar", "Turn the Page", and "Sabbra Cadabra" are AWESOME.. but my fav is their cover of Nick Cave's Loverman!!!

 Ohhhhhh I just thought of one more great cover!!!

Hmmmm just want to say... Wednesday night... James Durbin did an amazing cover of Muse's Uprising!

Ok... Really done... I listened to all of these songs while posting this.. You should too!
Also, a lot of these songs don't have official videos, so please excuse the boredom of others and my selection of their videos.. I often went for song quality, not video content. ~Kisses

Talk Thursday: "Who, Me? Already?"

Pink socks make me a feel special.
I like my popcorn slightly burned.
Flashmobs make me cry.
That's weird, and I've absolutely no idea why.

I can watch reruns of House and NCIS all day, and be upset if I have to miss some.
I could eat teriyaki every day for the rest of my life.
Chocolate makes me crave cheese which makes me crave BBQ sauce...odd, I know.
This song always makes me want to dance....


I hate folding laundry, but I'm worse at getting folded laundry put away... still.
I hate washing silverware, and I swear I use my dishwasher primarily because of this.
I hate hate more than anything and hate that hate inspires me to hate.
I hate Lady Gaga and the Black Eyed Peas,
But find myself bobbing with Miley.


My son knows the quickest way to annoy me is to "Rah, Rha" or "Boom, Boom",
I sure hope he never chooses to be a cheerleader. (Is there a different name for boy cheerleaders?)
Or to stick his finger between my toes.... That makes me want to vomit. 
SpongeBob makes me want to claw my eyes out and drive nails through my ears.
But I find myself watching iCarly long after he's gone to bed.




I am rather impressed that I got so far before using my child to define myself.
Some might criticize that it too long for me to get to him, but this was an exercise of sorts.
An exercise to see how much of an individual I am..
Apart from my child... sad to say it mostly involved music and food.

*sigh*

Talk Thursday: Take The Long Way Home....

Seriously, I think I started crying when the first chords played.

When I was 5ish, my mom had an ancient old VW Bug that smelled of rotting vinyl and burning oil. We lived in a small town.. You could get anywhere in less than 5 minutes.. Much longer than that, and I'd start to feel nauseous. I had the horrible bad luck that I swear to Buddha, this song played any goddamned time we went anywhere. And when it came on, my mom would get excited and be like "OOhhhh Psam, Lets do it! Let's take the long way home..." And it didn't matter if we were 3 blocks from home.. she'd turn that rust bucket around and "Take the fucking long way home", which in truth... couldn't have been that much longer.. but it seemed like eons. Years later, I was digging through an old box of cassettes.. and you guessed it, Supertramp. All those years I thought I just had horrible luck.. Nope, dear old mom was plotting against me. I think she was hoping that one of those long ways would be my last and I'd keel over from carbon monoxide poisoning..

Tonight's American Idol topic made me thing of the Talk Thursday assignment.. but no, I'm a 3 whole years older than this song. I looked up the top 100 songs from 1976, and damn.. I was born in a year of shitty music. "Play That Funky Music", "Bohemian Rhapsody", "That's The Way (I Like It)", "Still The One", and "Slow Ride" are the only good songs on that list.. and I sure as hell couldn't sing them.. You think that's why they put the age limit they do on AI?? To screen out shitty music?

I've finally decided what my hypothetical audition song would be.. (Hypothetical cuz, I can't sing that well, and I'm from the shitty music year of '76)

Sex and Candy by Marcy Playground..
But sung like a confused girl who becomes a little more certain as the song goes on!
Put on your imagination cap...

It would be awesome!

..................................Casey??

When I heard the lead in that Casey was singing Nirvana, I was so excited. I didn't check dates... but I thought Casey would do awesome with Come As You Are. And he probably would have, if he'd been born the next year...
I thought of all these great songs Casey could have done.. and was like a year off... 1992 was a great year! You were born the right day.... a year too early... DAMN!



or  AND OMG THIS SONG MAKES ME HAPPY!

or

or though it was never originally released as a single... This song actually came out on "Ten" in 1991 but hit the charts in 93 by demand of the people. There has never been a video release by the band and they still refuse to commercially release the song as a single. So any way, I'm a stick it in the middle and call it 1992! And truth be told.. James would do this song even better!
ohhh that song makes me think of Soundgarden's Spoonman... Casey would rock that... but that was '94.

Sorry.... I just had to share....

The Little Things

Yesterday evening, Lucifer let us have Gemini for a whole 5 hours! He visited with his dad, played with Burp, and ate dinner with us.. I even got a hug. It was a good time.


Gemini is 11, he'll be 12 in November. I know not really a Gemini... I named him that because of the Jekyll and Hyde personality he supposedly has. Around me, he's never been anything but polite and respectful, but I've heard rumor that he can be a real turd sometimes. Also that he and Burp have had a lot of problems getting along in the the past. Most of that problem stems from the fact that Burp is best friends with GamerBoy, who is Gemini's cousin and best friend.... So there are some jealousy issues. I'm sure there's also some age difference and understanding issues. GamerBoy and Burp are only a year apart, and both have some similar symptoms of Asperger's, though GamerBoy's Asperger's is way more severe.


There are almost three years between Burp and GamerBoy and Burp can be even younger in some of his attitudes and responses. Gemini didn't seem to mind at all last night though. He just seemed happy to be here, as we all were. He even came to me and said, "I really like being here." Bittersweet. He's a good kid.. He just needs some stability and love.


I did however learn, he does not like broccoli. He likes green beans. I will remember this. And he and Burp have the same favorite ice cream, Mint chocolate chip.


I spent Friday cleaning Burp's room. For the last year and a half, his top bunk has been home to the last few boxes I'd yet to unpack. I finally did that.. Threw tons of shit away. Made the bed. Threw away all the broken and outgrown toys and organized what was left. I had really hoped that maybe Lucifer would let us have Gemini for the weekend... hahaha right, I know. But on the off-chance that she did, I wanted him to have a place. When he came over last night and saw that the bed was cleaned off and made up, he asked if I'd done that for him so he could stay over sometimes, and I told him it was. He smiled really big and said thank you.


Kids need to know that they're wanted. They need to know that you've opened up a place for them in your life. He seems to like that I've done that for him.


I have long held that blood doesn't equal love or family. Plenty of people in this world don't feel the bond of "family" simply because they're born to it. Family comes from the people you love, that love you in return, who make special places for you in their lives, not because they have to or are obligated by genetics to do so, but because they want and choose too. This is why I'm closer to my Papa than I am my biological father. This is why my son has a stronger bond with his Aunts Tandy and Chole, who are not in anyway related except through love, than he does with the Aunts who can legally call themselves such. This is why Burp has a baby cousin halfway around the world. This is why my mom, even through exasperation and frustration, gives her time and love to my batshit crazy adopted grandma.


Burp and I have long held that blood has nothing to do with family. I'm hopeful that our family is expanding a little.

Life Is About Compromises

Last night, he offered up an agreement... If I learn to tolerate Jim Carey, he will learn to love Green Day.

On one hand, I'm like, how hard can it be to love Green Day? Everyone, by all rights, should love Green Day. And, for a second, I kinda think I'm getting the shit-end of the stick, but then - I do only have to tolerate Jim Carey, and Will Ferrell wasn't even mentioned.

Then I blew his socks off. He tells me that he named his son because of this skating movie he used to watch when he was younger.. I said, "Gleaming the Cube? I loved that movie." His jaw dropped and he told me I was amazing... which he's damned fucking right I am! Bout time he started acknowledging it.. hahaha no he always does.

Gosh.... I need to name him for you guys... sheesh.. Mr Three Doors Down is just too time consuming... I'll have to think about this one.

*sigh*

Talk Thursday: Growing Up

I remember when his head was the size of an orange... Now that head is much bigger, has had surgery once, stitches once, and staples once...probably needs braces, has never had a cavity, and he still won't let me pierce it.. or color his hair, or even spike it... LOL if he didn't look so much like me, I'd think maybe there was a swap at birth!

Music has been very important in my life ever since i was about 5 and my mom gave me a little record player and all of her old 45's. I'd spend hours in my room playing DJ and rocking out to Three Dog Night, Grass Roots, and Joan Jett. Most of the mile stones of my life are marked by songs... either the song that happened to be playing or the one that seems to bring back certain memories.

Every time I vacuum, I think of Pat Benatar. When I see a crappy old VW Bug, I think of Supertramps' Take The Long Way Home. Forever, hearing the Dixie Cup's Going to the Chapel will remind me of my teen years and long drives with my mom singing at the top of our lungs. 4p.m.'s Sukiyaki will always remind me of Corey.... every time that damn song came on the radio we'd break up... lol! Memories of my cousin Tiffany will always play to the sound of Club Nouveau or Morris Day and the Time. I dislocated my knee the first time dancing the Humpty Dance. Being wheeled in for knee surgery, high on Valium, I sang Dopeman at the top of my lungs. The summer after senior year, my girls and I cruised town blaring Salt n' Pepa. The summer I came back from Canada it was Nelly. Ryan will forever be Social Distortion's Ball and Chain or Treetop Flyer by Stephen Stills. Maybe that's why Burp's dad and I didn't last long... we didn't have music... oh and he was a CHUMP! My new guy and I spend hours every night listening to the music we love.

When Burp was born, I was determined that he would be born into a world of good music. I INSISTED that music be playing in the room when he came out, either Our Lady Peace or Metallica. And though I ended up having an emergency C-Section, while he was being born in the surgery suite, music was playing back in my room.

To my mom's dismay, the first song I ever sang to him was Guttermouth's Lipstick. (We were on a long car ride and he was crying and my mom said, "SING TO HIM!!!" and my mind went blank.) Maybe this explains why he always covers my mouth when I sing to him. From about 3 months on we discovered the only thing that would get him to stop crying was Metallica's Whiskey in the Jar. At about 2, the only way I could get him to take an afternoon nap was to put him into the car and play Puddle of Mudd's Control.

Being a child born into a musically eclectic household, I shouldn't be too alarmed when he's listening to Hannah Montana or comes home singing Lady Gag-a.. though she makes me cringe... After the Chipmunks movie he went around singing "Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me!".... that was a little embarrassing.
I'm ok with the Jonas Brothers... I actually like them too! lol... He likes Jesse McCartney maybe a little too much... but the Green Day and Jason Mraz makes up for it.

And he thinks Taylor Swift is hot. LOL He's growing up.

It'll be interesting to see how music shapes and defines his life as it has mine.

Another Soundtrack Day!!!!

I don't care what anyone says... this is an awesome song...
Nick Jonas and the Administration- Who I Am


Staind - It's Been Awhile yeah.... they'd probably DIE if they knew they were in the same playlist as Nick Jonas...and came second.. haha Ohhhhh well.

Moist - Breathe ...... If only I could breathe what you breathe.. if only I could see what you see..... Canadian.....

Goo Goo Dolls - Iris .... 'nuff said.

Tal Bachman - She's So High ... Daddy was the Bachman in the Bachman, Turner Overdrive... a fun tune I picked up living in Canada.. LOVE IT!!

Musically Canada was a great experience for me... I found great bands like this one... The Tea Party - The Massenger   No not the crazy political group.. This guys voice is captivating!!!

wow.... maybe I'm just in the mood for good music I haven't heard in a long time.... Here's another great Canadian Band... Econoline Crush - You Don't Know What It's Like ... another angsty song that speaks to the soul!!

I just have to say.. I miss Much Music... so much better than MTV ever dreamed of being... and it actually showed videos instead of stupid reality shows that no one gives a damn about!