My little guy is home with the flu which means he gets to watch his favorite TV shows all day. And there’s nothing better than Nick Jr.’s Yo Gabba Gabba – a hipster kids TV show on acid. I’m convinced this show was created by aging hipsters for their toddlers. It’s like watching a tot-sized rave. And they feature all the cool, hip indie bands like The Ting Tings, Mates of State and The Roots. Elijah Woods made a dancing appearance too. The educational message of the program? As Yo Gabba Gabba says: “Listening and dancing to music is AWESOME! ” Dancy dance, people.
Category Archives: Soundtrack of My Life
Another Expensive Habit
Marcona almonds are my equivalent to a pint of Ben & Jerry’s. They are shockingly addictive and I have no will power when it comes to them, whatsoever. I just eat the whole container and don’t even try and stop myself anymore. But damn are they expensive. Between this and my gourmet coffee habit I could probably build a small village in a third world country.
Listen to new music from Bishop Allen‘s forthcoming album Grrr out 3/10. This track is called “The Ancient Commonsense of Things”
Ticketmaster Did This To Me
I’ve always taken pride in my ability to stay away from this smut. I don’t read it online, watch it on TV, or buy the magazines. So imagine my horror when I found an US subscription in my mail box IN MY NAME? How humiliating. What are the neighbors going to think of me? Honestly, I didn’t do this. I just ordered tickets to a show at the Fillmore through Ticketmaster and as a door prize I get a free subscription to this trash. And it comes every week! The saddest part of all? I’m totally going to read it.
Listen to “Testimony” by The Phenomenal Handclap Band
Why I Pay $3.50 for Coffee
Now that’s service with a smile! Meet my soy latte macchiato I drink every morning from Peet’s Coffee. It’s the only coffee I’ll drink. This and Blue Bottle. A latte macchiato is a secret menu item you can order at pretty much any Peet’s Coffee in San Francisco. Outside of Peet’s and our snobby food town this drink doesn’t fly so well. I tried to get the guy at Blue Bottle to make this for me and we practically got into a fist fight.
Sacrilege or not, they key to this drink is less milk, more foam and a shorter shot of espresso poured on top. The perfect balance of flavors and the soy milk makes it a little sweet and nutty so you don’t need to add any sugar. Try it!
Listen to Fruit Bats ‘A Little Acorn’. After a long hiatus, they are back and playing San Francisco’s Bottom of the Hill this Friday, 1/30 with Sera Cahoone. A show that I’m very much looking forward to. For the rest of the world, they will be performing live as part of KEXP’s Broadcast from the Bay tomorrow at 1PM PST.
How It Ends
After months of giving Monet the cold shoulder, my little caveman emerged for a brief and intense love fest last week that will surely keep her hooked and immune to his inevitable snubs for many more months to come.
Listen to DeVotchka’s ‘How it Ends‘:
Catch DeVotchka at San Francisco’s The Fillmore January 30 and 31.
Our National Nightmare is Officially Over
So says the marquis at Oakland’s Grand Lake Theater. And so it is. Hallelujah!
In the words of the ever political Bono who said in the midst of performing their 1984 hit ‘Pride (In the Name of Love)’ during the Inaugural concert:
“This is not just an American dream, but also an Irish dream, a European dream, an African dream … an Israeli dream and a Palestinian dream.”
‘Pride‘:
U2 has a new album on the horizon entitled No Line on the Horizon (no pun intended!) due out February 15. Listen to the first single, ‘Get On Your Boots’.
Just Let it Go
Hookey
It was 75 degrees and sunny in San Francisco yesterday and Judah’s school was closed for teacher’s conferences, so we played hookey. Which consisted of:
- One slice of Arinell’s pizza
- One kids sized cone of Bi-Rite Creamery’s Brown Butter Pecan ice cream
- Three hours of non-stop play at Dolores Park
- Random outbursts of song to Juliana Hatfield‘s ‘My Baby’:
Emotionally Scarred
I had promised to take Judah swimming after he waited out my Yoga class at the gym’s Kids Club. However, his cool surfer dude board shorts are MIA. So in a panic to make it to my class on time and not disappoint a 3 year old, we dashed to Sports Basement en route to the gym. This was the only child sized swimsuit they had in stock.
The stigma of a Speedo swimsuit must be genetically encoded in the male DNA because promptly after I put it on him he stuffed himself in the locker next to him saying, “I don’t want anyone to see me. I’m a shy guy.” Luckily, when faced with the prospect of swimming in a Speedo or going home to take a nap, he quickly got over it. Even posed for this photo. I just hope he’s not scarred for life.
Listen to Bug Lung Baby‘s ‘This Life‘ – a track that’s very Deerhunter-esque to me. And download Bug Lung Baby’s Trilobite Trash EP free from RCRDLBL.com
The Truth and Nothing But the Truth
The Crime Scene
The Interrogation…
Me: “Judah, why did you cut up all of your monsters?”
Judah: “I didn’t.”
Me: “You didn’t take Mommy’s sewing scissors and cut off all of your monster’s arms and legs?”
Judah: “No, I didn’t do it.”
Me: “What happened then?”
Judah: “It broke.”
Listen to The Walkmen, ‘If Only It Were True’
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