Saturday, January 31, 2015

Ain't That America? (Concepts of American Idiot and American Beauty/American Psycho)

   

   A favorite concept of mine is the American dream because what is it really? Grilling burgers at your suburban block party? A heterosexual couple with two children? Baseball? There's a constant undertone of this dream and completely destroying the idea through either satire or comparing it to our era right now in about everything from John Mellancamp's "Pink Houses" to my friend, Adison's, song "Bad Things" or one of my favorites, "Little Boxes" by Malvina Reynolds. There are endless ways to take at the American dream from a picket fence house to milk and honey because it seems as though every movie or song or music video wants to be perceived as shocking. We want reaction and slight horror (basically anything you wouldn't want grandma seeing) every naked woman swinging on a wrecking ball or man singing about date rape is made for that shock factor. The idea of "edgy" that goes up against the entire idea of the American dream.
   Going off of this, two concept albums have highlighted the theme in similar yet different ways. Green Day's American Idiot and Fall Out Boy's most recent album, American Beauty/American Psycho both perceive the ultimate American dream of baseball and cute suburban towns but while Green Day's story follows rebels against this, Fall Out Boy has a mix between aggressiveness yet has this indifferent feel in other songs- they describe it as, "the odd place where light and dark meet. there is a threshold". 
   American Idiot is a pretty straight to the point with their story line: opening with the song "American Idiot" 
"don't wanna be an American idiot"
"subliminal mind fuck America"
and goes into the character, Jesus Of Suburbia, who then meets Whatsername and St. Jimmy who go up against these ideas and venture to "Boulevard of Broken Dreams", and as we learn more about our band of characters there's a realization that St. Jimmy and Jesus of Suburbia are the same person (JOS is Jimmy's alter ego in a sense) and that him and Whatsername lose connection. In her self titled song through the point of view of Jesus of Suburbia/St. Jimmy, you get the sense she has given up on the cause and almost fell into classic America 
"did she ever marry old whats his face?" 
"she went away and then I took a different path." 
Billy Joe Armstrong's inspiration for his female character came from the famous Bikini Kill song, "Rebel Girl" who is most likely a teenager. The song "Whatsername" shows a grown up Rebel Girl and how as she grew older, no longer had the fight in her and instead married and settled down with a husband. 
   On the other side, there is American Beauty/American Psycho and though it's arguable, I would label this under being a concept album because the theme of classic America is ongoing. Though tracks such as ones named after American actress, "Uma Thurman", do have sense of dreaming America, the song that best depicts the fucked up American dream is no doubt "The Kids Aren't Alright". Mentioning trophy cases, crooked smiles, and old photographs of those who are now dead, it highlights the model family yet has a dark edge to it. Both verses have a sarcastic tone to them and cut into that while we can cover up issues with crooked smiles and distract ourselves with filling up the trophy case, the kids (people of America) aren't alright. 
   In the end, the American dream continues to be debatable because there are so many ways to take it on. My dad and I were in the car today discussing it this morning and he was telling me that there was a point in time where this dream was seen as something other countries looked up to because while we were grilling burgers in our backyards, there was (and continues to be) such a large amount of shit going on around us. Both concept albums have that spark of teenage angst mixed with real feelings against this almost impossible way of seeing the world today. 


Tuesday, January 20, 2015

all we ever share are dial tones

   i love so many people wow. John, Sam, and I hung out on Saturday before me and John went off to a birthday party for our friend, Eva, but beforehand, we walked into town to get her a present (we ended up deciding on a giant cupcake stuffed animal) and John took really pretty pictures of me and Sam. The entire night as a whole though was amazing- we went to the toy store and got fries at Stoney's and worked on the Fresh-Men's new hit single and everything was perfect and grand. When Sam and I saw the pictures, John commented that they looked somewhat cinematic. My response to this was naturally that it's a Sundance Film Festival short film about existentialism because everything is dark and people have colored hair. 

iconic.

it was fucking freezing outside but John insisted on taking photos of us as we walked back




as we we're walking into town- deer ran across the street from the reservation and I got overly excited



Sunday, January 4, 2015

JUST DONT CALL ME WHEN IT FIZZLES


   So in a previous post of mine, I talked about being with my group of friends walking through various cool places of our town. Since John took some awesome shots, I decided putting them into a separate post would do them more justice. 
portrait of yours truly

i'm just an angsty teen from a suburban town who enjoys standing in dog cages from abandoned shelters

sam and i standing with a giant pile of salt 
flash spelling- i got the "o" because i wasn't trusted to write anything without fucking it up
me and my bff, Sam
a field we went down to find a lot full of buses 

smiley gurl
sunset over the field

corn field we had to walk through

awful attempt at light drawing
ps. I saw Fiona on Friday in the city (I also finally went to Housing Works bookstore cafe which is the best thing ever because I have the biggest love for Housing Works)

we've both grown quite a lot since the "twitter twin" days
me and fee's friend, carsyn, who i met that night too

Saturday, January 3, 2015

All Hail The Unicorn Queen

♥Dress: Buffalo Exchange (originally Asos)
♥Headband: DIY
♥Choker: consignment




(John and I as the fresh-men)



Wednesday, December 31, 2014

My New Years Resolutions/Goals 2015

   It is 9:12 pm as I write this and I am merely hours away from 2015 so it seemed appropriate to write out my new years resolutions that at this point, I hope to complete within this new year.
♥Get good grades and instead of watching Netflix all day, do schoolwork that I should be doing
♥See All Time Low on their tour- they've been my favorite band since 7th grade. It's about time.
♥Listen to more David Bowie. I don't enough.
♥Spend more time with people instead of sitting in my room.
♥Be on good terms with people I've fucked relationships up with.
♥Journal more often.
♥Write more music.
♥Get better at keyboard. I suck.
♥Start another novel.
♥Finish Nanowrimo.
♥Stop letting my anxiety disorder take over every single fucking thing I do.
♥Read more books.
♥Stop taking everything so incredibly personal.
♥Start talking to Pietro and Alessia again.


Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Rebel Rebel, You've Torn Your Dress

   Winter break has been great so far. On Christmas eve, my family and I went down to see my uncle in the city and though we usually go to the Museum of Natural History (it's been a tradition since I was around 8), my dad left the tickets at home so we ended up at the Met which I was ecstatic about since I've been wanting to see "Death Becomes Her" since around September when my FIT professor recommended it. My dad and I split from my sister, mom, and uncle to go down to the Anna Wintour room and it was one of my favorite moments of the whole day. The exhibit was beautifully curated and so well done. I couldn't stop ranting about it for the rest of the day!


   
   Actual Christmas wasn't nearly as exciting. My uncle came over along with a group of family friends from Hoboken and we ate dinner and opened presents at around ten at night. My uncle gave me fancy chocolates and a Topshop gift card (I'm super excited about that because there's one on Broadway that I can stop at though I'll probably just end up online shopping). The day after, I took my sister into the city wearing my mom's cheerleading shoes from high school that inevitably broke and I had to walk twenty blocks, barefoot, in only tights until I got to Buffalo Exchange and bought a pair of sequined platform shoes that I would've bought anyways (the entire trip down there, my sister kept asking if I was okay walking with just my sheer tights covering my feet- I'd done it before in the summer and would do it again). Before that incident though, I got to introduce Rachel to my friend, Jason, who works at Housing Works. Our friendship started one faithful day when he was wearing an Alaska Thunderfuck tee and we had a talk on Rupaul. Milk had just been in the store when me and my sister came and he was real excited about that. We also went down to Madison Square Park because it was nice and pretty outside and everything was fantastic. 
RIP


Monday was my favorite day of them all. John, Sophia, Sam, and I all went down to the dirt mound by Sophia's to take photos (don't ask) and then ending up at an abandoned factory and walked around there. We then went geocaching which was really frustrating because it was cold outside and I wasn't wearing a proper jacket for the weather and John and Sophia ended up having to get through a bush of thorns to retrieve our capsule that held a rainbow loom and log of everyone that has been there- it was really amazing because some of the dates went back to around 2005. We got back to Sophia's and listened to her vinyl of May Death Never Stop You (though it somewhat defeats the purpose to have modern records on vinyl I think) before going out to the dinner in the village. We ended the night playing Cards Against Humanity at my house along with recording this gem 
sam being adorable

whilst everyone climbed the mound, I stayed back 

Mr. John Bell and Feminist Fatale

Sam and John walking to the factory

John and I exploring around the area
   Anyways, this post comes with really awesome experiences but along with a huge change- with this, I end scheduling on this blog. The schedule I made for myself in seventh grade has caused me an incredible amount of stress along with quality to go down. I will of course stay with making music, fashion, and everything else posts just at times I want to and will continue to post outfit content.
See you,


Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Jingle Ball 2014

      Three days before the show, I was invited by a friend who's dad works for Z100 to go to Jingle Ball 2014- this show has been one of my all time favorites for multiple reasons and I learned some valuable lesson such as:

  1. music is music even though every single artist there was considered "mainstream" and most people (including 7th grade Ann) were commenting on how artists on the radio are stupid and untalented and yeah I'm not going to fight that like all music in the world, some of it is ridiculous but as I've said in about every other concert post, there's something about seeing an artist live that makes you feel different. Seeing a group of singers and bands that were giving their all and having the time of their lives on the stage had me gain a bundle of respect for everyone that played that night. Music is music and music is fun no matter how "mainstream" or pointless it is. These are songs that I've known the lyrics to forever and have been shoved into my brain through parties and long drives with my mom and just completely letting go of everything and flailing around like crazy gave me a new found appreciation for these songs
  2. Charlie XCX is a complete babe. Not only did she look stunning, but I found it on a new level of cool that her band was made up of completely women- everyone looked super bad ass and I loved every minute of her set.
  3. There is no way not to cry when Taylor Swift is in the same place as you. 
  4. Rita Ora is incredible.
  5. Nick Jonas' one song set is a mix between insulting and disappointing. 
  6. Everything is better with a full choir behind you (connecting back to Nick)
  7. 5 Seconds of Summer really know how to kill it.
  8. Z100 and Pharrel still consider "Blurred Lines" an acceptable song.
  9. Everything is better if it has Gwen Steffani involved (connecting back to Pharrel).
  10. Jessie J is a beautiful person.
  11. Don't get so excited by Jessie J that you accidentally throw your phone into the isle in front of you.
  12. People can be complete dicks and spill beer all over your hair and the back of your sweater and not apologize