I love Kris Allen, even though it’s not age appropriate and it’s lame regardless of demographic. His CD is out as of last week, which I had immediately because I’m such a losery old cougar that I bought the iTunes pass like four minutes after he won. Yeah, yeah. I don’t care.
I’ll be back in Dallas this week to interview Frank Warren (as of the writing of this post, which is Oct. 19). It only seems appropriate to have a post about secrets for #musicmonday, and conveniently this All American Rejects video is distinctly PostSecret-y.
As much as I’d like to be one of those girls who is too cool to appreciate the sick beauty of a Tarantino film, I can’t be. I love that guy, I love his disgusting, violent movies, and I love that Kill Bill made David Carradine relevant again before they found him in that closet. Mostly, though, I love this song, and (sadly) I have Quentin Tarantino to thank for introducing us.
Happy Music Monday!
Remember that one time back in September when I lost my mind and had a chocolatini from Hell in Dallas? And in that time, I spent three hours staring in slack-jawed awe at Jason Mraz in his bare feet and maybe-a-little-too-dark tan? NO? Oh, well have a video then. I didn’t take this and I’m not in it, but I was RIGHT THERE AND I SAW THE WHOLE THING.
I like the idea of doing a video for #musicmonday better than blipping songs on twitter all day. So, on that note, Happy Music Monday. Please enjoy OK Go’s “I Want You So Bad I Can’t Breathe,” which has been in my head for like three days.
