Go ahead, have a giggle.
I saw Hanson last week.
Not included: photos of Sierra enjoying the shit out of a can of Bud Light Lime. That’s right, ladies. Sierra. Drinking Bud Light Lime. From a CAN.
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I saw Hanson last week.
Not included: photos of Sierra enjoying the shit out of a can of Bud Light Lime. That’s right, ladies. Sierra. Drinking Bud Light Lime. From a CAN.
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Jennie reminded me tonight about Carbon Leaf, whom we saw with JMraz back in 2005 when we lived in the same building and left notes on each other’s dry erase boards ten. times. a day.
Have a song, is what I am saying. I freaking love this song. And it’s not even hip-hop.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUxp63OTyog]
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I have this thing for Taylor Hanson.
It’s been going on a long time. Twelve years, in fact.
That’s the age of a sixth-grader. That’s the length of a prison sentence for aggravated assault.
I know this. And yet.
There’s nothing cool about Taylor. He has no sense of irony. He’s not so winkingly lame as to be awesome. He’s just….Taylor. Giant and floofty and golden-voiced and singlehandedly trying to repopulate the Earth. A father of four at the ripe old age of 26, he’s the Chinese government’s worst nightmare. In his ill-fitting, brightly colored, questionably accessorized ensembles, I’m pretty sure he’s Tim Gunn’s worst nightmare, too.
But here I am. I love this person. I’ve loved him since I was eleven years old. I don’t know why. I’m over most of my other pubescent weirdness.
Most of it.
Anyway, though you’d never know it to listen to the radio, Taylor is still plugging away at his musical career, and he and I have this deal where once or twice a year he does weird, random things, and I pay money to see them. What’s that, Taylor? You want me to walk around the grounds of Gillette Stadium barefoot in October because it will save little kids from AIDS? Sure, yes! You want me to leave your concert covered in bruises because this pregnant lady in the pit got all feisty on me? Why not? You want me to come see you dressed up in your Andy Warhol costume while you prance around with the white-haired guy from Smashing Pumpkins and the dude who wrote “Stacy’s Mom”?
Absolutely I will.
Tinted Windows is Taylor Hanson’s new(ish) supergroup, and they made their way to Boston last night, so I dragged my friend L (literally…by her hair) to check them out. They were…special. I don’t know. They were fine. Seeing Taylor without the rest of Hanson is kind of like seeing Jem without the Holograms, but no one hit me and I got to keep my shoes on, so…all in all a good night.
Right on, TayHan. See you in a couple of months.
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One time my friend J had to go to some Harry Belafonte event for our college paper and she was the ONLY PERSON who showed up.
She had to talk to Harry Belafonte for ONE HOUR.
I have no idea what they discussed
but that is like, my second all-time favorite story about Jennie.
Anyway, the bottom line is that every time I hear Banana Boat I grin and feel like summer.
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[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8]
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On Saturday we went to see Dave Matthews Band in Hartford, like the nice suburban children we are.
We go every year. Well, except the year I was working retail and was too poor.
But mostly it’s our summer tradition.
I love Dave.
I’ve loved him since I was fifteen and the boy I liked (oops, not Tom) told me I should.
I was a lemming.
But it worked out okay.
I told Marissa that in the movie of my life, Dave will play the eccentric spiritual advisor.
He always seems to be saying, “Calm down, little girl. I’ll play you a song.”
(Actually probably what he is saying is, “I need more drugs to bake my brain,” but we all have our foibles).
I think everybody should have a Dave.
Also, I think everyone should go to a concert and sing their lungs out.
It’s good for your heart.
It’s good for mine, at least.
Tell me who you’re seeing this summer.
Inspired by cool kids:
Summer Love: The Harlem Line LP
(aka Katie’s Triple X-tra Fabulous Road Trip Mix, Summer oh-nine edition)
Disloyal Order of the Water Buffaloes: Fallout Boy
Youse a Hoe: Ludacris
Knock You Down: Keri Hilson with Kanye and Ne-Yo
Only You: Joshua Radin
Got Money: T-Pain
Where the Party At: Nelly with Jagged Edge
We Ride: Rihanna
Streetlight Halos: Jeffrey Foucault
Black or White: Michael Jackson
Shake Ya Tailfeater: Murphy Lee with Nelly and P-Diddy
Cry me a River (remix): Justin Timberlake with 50-Cent
Get Here: Justin Guarini
Use Somebody: Kings of Leon
Welcome to Heartbreak: Kanye West with Kid Cudi
Proudest Monkey: Dave Matthews Band
Don’t Stop Believin’: the Cast of Glee
Looking at this list, it occurs to me that if you didn’t know me, you might think I was a little, uh, harder to the streets than I actually am. But sometimes you just need a serious bassline, okay? Especially in the summertime, and especially out on the road.