The SXSW music fest is next week already! I can't believe it. My husband's band Banner Pilot is playing at it and I'm going along for the ride. I think I'm technically a roadie. I asked my hubbie if that meant I really had to carry heavy equipment because, well, I'm really kind of a wimp when it comes to muscles and stuff.
I've been so consumed with house projects the last few months (Should We Stay or Should We Go Now?!) that I haven't even really looked over the massive lineup of bands playing the fest (easily hundreds), let alone all of the special events, author signings, etc. Celebrity sightings will be at an all-time high. OMG, what am I going to wear? I'm going to be surrounded by hipsters and movie stars.
Lots to think about and research. I don't want to overly schedule myself while I'm there. I am trying to learn to go with the flow. So just a quick peek at the schedule unveiled a few bands that I love and would love to see in person:
The Walkmen
She & Him
Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings
Bowerbirds
We Were Promised Jetpacks
Metric
Low Line Caller
The Muffs (blast from the past, right?!)
Spoon (2nd time seeing them + I have tix to see them at First Ave. in Mpls in April)
Elle Bandita
Question: Is it wrong to travel all the way to Austin to see a local Minneapolis band? 'Cause if it's not, I would also like to check out these bands which I love:
Peter Wolf Crier
Jeremy Messersmith
Kid Dakota (still one of my favorite local artists)
I'm so looking forward to Austin! I can't wait!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
...Broken Record
I hate it when I get a song stuck in my head - especially when it's a song I can't stand. I liked Adam Lambert on American Idol last season - he was different from everyone else, he was entertaining, and boy, does he have some wicked pipes! But I cannot stand any of his "hit" songs which are played on the radio ALL of the time. And I barely even listen to the radio.
Over the last few months his song "Whataya want from me" has been on repeat in my head. I find myself humming it...often. And that's especially infuriating because the song is so LAME.
The tune is lame.
The lyrics are lame.
It's just all around lame.
And here I am humming it of my own free will. Ugh. Please make it stop!
"Hey - whataya want from me
Whataya want from me--ee
Whataya want from me"
Over the last few months his song "Whataya want from me" has been on repeat in my head. I find myself humming it...often. And that's especially infuriating because the song is so LAME.
The tune is lame.
The lyrics are lame.
It's just all around lame.
And here I am humming it of my own free will. Ugh. Please make it stop!
"Hey - whataya want from me
Whataya want from me--ee
Whataya want from me"
...Cute Blog
I just updated my blog background - you like? There are lots of free, cute designs to choose from at http://www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/. It was hard to choose just one design!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
...Bean Hater
I am prejudice...against beans. I have been since I was a child. No, I'm not talking about jelly beans, or green beans, or coffee beans, or even black beans. I'm talking about the really yucky beans that no kid would ever in a million years want to eat - the dreaded Kidney bean, the terrible Pinto bean, and the absolutely horrifying Lima bean.
Growing up, my mom would always make her famous Five Bean Hotdish for special occassions, like church or school potlucks. As if one bean wasn't bad enough, her casserole had five different kinds of beans in it! I remember it being very clumpy - the beans congealed together in a big brown mass! Yuck. I hated that hotdish. So ever since then, I have held a prejudice against most beans. Even though I can't remember what any of those beans taste like, I think I still don't like them.
(Side note: A viewing of Texas Chainsaw Massacre as a young child at a slumber party scarred me from ever eating chili again. Kidney beans are in chili. See? Real, solid proof that they are indeed bad.)
Now that you know my history with beans, you can imagine my surprise when at the grocery store last night I tossed a can of Azuki beans into the cart. While they weren't in my mom's hotdish, they are a bean and as a rule, I try to avoid them.
My holistic hero, Dr. Gillian McKeith, has been preaching about the Azuki beans since forever, and it obviously has stuck with me. She says, "Hail to the Adzuki Bean, my Bean of Weight Losss." (From Slim for Life.) I expected the beans to taste terrible. Afterall, Gillian always makes the people on her tv show (You Are What You Eat) eat them and they usually throw tantrums of disgust. I was expecting the worst...
And I found out they aren't that bad. In fact, they're kind of good. I actually kind of like them. I mixed the beans with some brown rice, broccoli, and a little chicken. It was really tasty. What a surprise! This tiny success has encouraged me to branch out and try some other unfamiliar beans. And maybe...eventually...I can gather enough courage to revisit the beans of my past.
Growing up, my mom would always make her famous Five Bean Hotdish for special occassions, like church or school potlucks. As if one bean wasn't bad enough, her casserole had five different kinds of beans in it! I remember it being very clumpy - the beans congealed together in a big brown mass! Yuck. I hated that hotdish. So ever since then, I have held a prejudice against most beans. Even though I can't remember what any of those beans taste like, I think I still don't like them.
(Side note: A viewing of Texas Chainsaw Massacre as a young child at a slumber party scarred me from ever eating chili again. Kidney beans are in chili. See? Real, solid proof that they are indeed bad.)
Now that you know my history with beans, you can imagine my surprise when at the grocery store last night I tossed a can of Azuki beans into the cart. While they weren't in my mom's hotdish, they are a bean and as a rule, I try to avoid them.
My holistic hero, Dr. Gillian McKeith, has been preaching about the Azuki beans since forever, and it obviously has stuck with me. She says, "Hail to the Adzuki Bean, my Bean of Weight Losss." (From Slim for Life.) I expected the beans to taste terrible. Afterall, Gillian always makes the people on her tv show (You Are What You Eat) eat them and they usually throw tantrums of disgust. I was expecting the worst...
And I found out they aren't that bad. In fact, they're kind of good. I actually kind of like them. I mixed the beans with some brown rice, broccoli, and a little chicken. It was really tasty. What a surprise! This tiny success has encouraged me to branch out and try some other unfamiliar beans. And maybe...eventually...I can gather enough courage to revisit the beans of my past.
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