He's a Punkrocker, Yes He Is...

I cannot deny my love for one Iggy Pop --especially his collaborations. I can't tell you how many times I've listened to "Punkrocker" by Teddybears ft. Iggy (mainly because I have had to re sync my iPod so my play count is...off...)but let's just say it's many.

NOW, here he is singing "Oh My God" with Ida Maria:


Okay, he's not the greatest vocalist in...anywhere...but it's effing Iggy Pop! How can you not love something like this? How do these things come about?
"Hey, Iggy here, can I duet with you?"

Yes, please.

Dear Iggy,
Continue dueting. It amazes me. Thanks.



Tis all for now. Kbye.

LOOK OUT! I'm Just Too Fake For The World

Okay, people.
You may have heard, and you may not have.
For both sorts of you, have a listen:

"Too Fake" -Hockey

FACT:

They are from Portland, Oregon

They consist of:
Benjamin Grubin
Brian White
Jeremy Reynolds
Anthony Stassi
Ryan Dolliver

Just another reason for me to go to Lolla...

They are just fab.



I am telling you, these guys shall be HUGE.

My Heart Is Beating Like A Jungle Drummm

Songs Chelsie is listening to that she feels other are missing out on if they are not:

Transmission -Joy Division
Because I just want to dance dance dance dance dance to the radio.

Can't Stop Feeling -Franz Ferdinand
Because they now play it live...well, they play it live, AGAIN.

Jungle Drum -Emiliana Torrini
A dun a dun a dunkadundundun

This River Is Wild -The Killers
Because I just can't stop loving Sam's Town more than any other album. Ever.



Ummmmm
Keane is collaborating with Kanye West, everybody.
And KOL and Radiohead to be on Twilight soundtrack. I have to admit, it does get more young people to discover good music...which is a really great thing. It happened with Muse, and who wouldn't fall in love with KOL? So I like this.

Can't Stop...No, Won't Stop.

Um, hi.

"Can't Stop Feeling" -Franz Ferdinand
It's awesome. It's amazing. It's hilarious. I love Paul. Enjoy!

The Ocean Breathes Salty Won't You Carry It In

Just a small music newssss update.
Ya know, cause that's what I made this freakin thing for.

First off, Lolla, for me, is getting farther away. My chances of getting a 3 day pass are minimal...so I may have to settle for the one day. So what day do I choose? It's clear. Aside from Kings of Leon and The Beastie Boys...Sunday looks like THE day to be at Grant Park.

Sunday:
Kasier Chiefs
Lou Reed
Vampire Weekend
Airborn Toxic Event
Bat for Lashes
Silversun Pickups
Cold War Kids
and to close it all, Jane's Addiction vs. The Killers. And I think we all know what stage I would be front and center for.

Oh yeah...and Snoop Dogg...

So let's hope to get Chelsie to Grant Park on Aug. 9th, yes?

If no (and maybe "as well as"), the Modest Mouse has announced their US tour! Their new 7" is due out this Saturday, which means new album soon. Until that time, I may very well be seeing a (Johnny Marr-less) Modest Mouse on Aug. 24th in Columbus, OH...at the same outside venue where we saw The Killers...at least it won't be Cinco de Mayo.

Speaking of festivals, there was a dead body found at Bonnaroo clean up...

Oh, and no more Hookie. New Order = Hookieless.

Okay, that's my update!

Out Where The Dreams Are High

I have been SLACKING!
But now with Twitter, and of course through Facebook, my updates are still going. But it's always nice to have the blog.
I still have to review The Killers concert from May, but for now..."A Dustland Fairytale".



Thoughts?

I agree with The Killers when they say they don't like to talk much about the meaing of their songs, which is the reason most of their videos lack a story line. I have my own views of what the song means to me, and even invision the songs (who doesn't?). But when I saw this videa, knowing about the story line, I thought it just fit. It isn't exactly what I had in my own head, for sure, but something about it works out.
It has sort of a "When You Were Young" feel to it, with a beginning and and ending about relationships, love, hurt, suprise, just raw emotion. But there are obvious differences. The director put the song onto film beautifully, and each time I watch it, I get it even more.
However, I would have to say the live version is always best. Seeing it twice myself was out of this world. But for anyone who hasn't seen, the live version on David Letterman sum it up. It is impossible not to be moved by it...



Regardless of which one you watch, you won't be disappointed!

Now get me a damn tissue

La...lalalala....Ulysses

I found a new way! I found a new way, baby.

Long time no blog! I have been pretty busy lately, and of course with only the best of things. Last week was concert week for me, and here I be...blogging to you...about the rockige.

Post 1: Franz Ferdinand -Pontiac, MI May 3, 2009

Finally arriving to Clutch Cargo's in Pontiac, I couldn't help but notice the place was..well...small. Much smaller than I had anticipated, but this just made the show seem more intamite which automatically means amazingness. We arrived, ate, parked, and waited in line a few hours before doors opened on a mild, sunny evening. While waiting, I noticed a little guy on cruthes talking to someone by the tour buses. I think I was the only one to spot Nick McCarthy. Not too long after Nick went back inside, Paul Thomson came out to help load some equipment in...again...no one turned.



Being this was my first time seeing Franz in concert, I really had no idea what to expect. Having seen The Killers before, I felt concerts were a huge deal. Everyone knew everyone in the band, and would sworm if they came ou pre-gig. But with Franz, their "biggness" hasn't hit as hard here in the U.S. If that was Brandon Flowers or Ronnie Vannucci out there (which I don't ever see them hulling their own eqiptment into their gig), not a person would still be in line (probably not even for Alex Kapranos, acually...). Reason one why I fell in love with Franz that night.



Doors finally opened, and after mazing around the damn venue, we found our spot along the barrier, which is the only place I can really stand. Even the songs playing before the opening band showed up were getting me to move. Reason number 2.

Finally we see 4 average looking skinny guys almost stuble onto the stage. They call themeselves Born Ruffians , and have a Dylan/Stills way about them. The drummer is the first to speak, and is the most animate along with the bass player the entire set. Their music was fairly uplifting and almost..summery..which I didn't mind at all. The lead singer was clearly out on his own somewhere, but maybe that's what make's his presentation so unique. Regardless, the bass drum got us all hopping, and the bass player got us all smiling. Though I think it is a little early in their career to tell certain people to not pay attention to their song because it's dedicated to VIP's only...I let it go. For now..sort of...whatever.



Finally, they sound as though they are going to introduce a "featurer", in which I automatically thought of Paul. And I was right. Paul Thomson joined the group for a song, and my lord does that man know how to drum that shit! Amazing. I was PUMPED for Franz now.

The wait between bands was hardly a wait at all, and before we knew it, Alex Kapranoes, Nick McCarthy, Bob Hardy, and Paul Thomson took their spots on the tiny stage. The lights flashed, and already you could tell they meant to have fun. They opened with The Fallen from their sophomore album, You Could Have It So Much Better, and the crowd was immediatly into it.








Alex is quite the energetic front man, doing signature jumps and sexy eyes for the crowd the entire time. Nick was limited to a chair due to a broken foot, but still managed to extend his energy to us. Bob played the bass as though it were a part of his breathing cycle and Paul was easily visible, rockin the drums as only he knows how. Songs like Take Me Out and Uylesses of course got the higest reaction, but it was the less known songs that really gave me the chills. Everyone was singing along, and even Alex smiled numerous times at his audience.

The epic drumming session after Outsiders was no less than perefect. Though we sort of sucked at audience participation, we eventually got the hang of when to properly sing "lalalala lalalala" for 40'. Many songs were prolonged and at times made up on the spot, such as This Fire, which made you ean forward in your spot in anticipation as to what would come next. The guys never fell short of amazing, and it was the most fun I have had in a concert yet.

It was a small venue, but it made for a great time. I never stopped dancing, and willfully layed Alex's guitar when he reached it out for us to play. They all smiled and laughed, and I felt as though they were just a couple of fun guys doing what they love...and well.

After the show we waited to meet the guys. It took a while, but finally they came out. We waited by the busses since they were practically surrounded by a lot of people. We saw Paul on the other side, had a little chat, and then found Nick. Bob left too quickly, and then Alex came out. Everyone had gone by the time we got up to him, which was perfect for me. They all really loved our comments and really seemed to enjoy themselves--even just signing autographs and taking pictures.








I.
Love.
This.
Band.

The whole way home my boyfriend and I couldn't stop replaying the show. We talked about how enegrgetic they were, how amazing they sound live, and the fun we had dancing and singing like MAD! It was a GREAT experience...

only it will be until 2010 until I see them again...la sigh.

Maybe I will have to buy Green Day tickets (barf) just to see them open...