Have been trying to figure out a way to post some of the songs that I love the most in a quick & easy fashion. Because, let's face it, I barely have time to update this blog, much less write for the OTHER amazing music blog I'm (supposed to be) writing for. I can't add a third daily blog to my already taxed schedule.
But Tumblr makes it easy to upload and link to songs & videos - I'd say I can commit to a 3-minute-a-day timesuck at this point. And so it goes.
So here's your daily music fix, aptly entitled DailyTuneage.com. One song, every (week)day, 'nuff said. Nothing too fancy, just the song that's making me tap my foot, hum along, or totally embarrass myself at work and completely rock out. (Oftentimes one of the first two; most often the latter.)
Enjoy.
I don't get lost in daydreams
I never lay awake at night
Staring in my bed.
So breathe while you're alive
Let the big band play as you tap leather with your fingers
And I tried to write in style
But the words just come and I write them as soon as I see them.
and turn it into something
for you
For those of you who weren't at SXSW this past week, you may not be
aware of the hottest trend to come out of this once-a-year drunkfest: SouthByScurvy. Yes, 5 (or 9, depending how rockstar you are) days of partying left some
most of us bringing home more than our schwag bags on the plane; we
also came down with the most vile, most putrid, and apparently most
contagious virus to hit the Geek world since MyDoom. Endless coughing
(I pulled a muscle last night in my chest; thought I had first
punctured a lung), sneezing, runny noses, fever, headaches, sore
throats and more, you'd think we were all a walking Ny-Quil ad. In
fact, we kind of are, except NOTHING seems to be curing this
affliction, and some (read: me) are starting to (facetiously) wonder if
this is the Beginning of the End. Like the alien species in an 80's
sci-fi flick, it's gaining strength (and even has its own Twitter account!)
and is now tackling poor, undeserving souls that didn't spend the last
week or so putting nothing but Mexican food and alcohol into their
sleepless bodies...you'd think it'd spare the innocent. But NO. As for
me, I consider myself lucky - I managed to (thus far) avoid the fever
and body aches, though my doctor today said I could expect to harbor
this pornstar voice and pesky cough for another TWO WEEKS. Oh, joy.
Will this keep me from SXSW '09? You must be kidding? Who'd let a little thing like the plague keep me from having this much fun?
You weren't so nice last night
You're such an asshole when you're drunk'
He said 'At least I'm OK in the mornings'"
