<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:52:18.520-07:00</updated><category term='Music a Go-Go'/><category term='TV Tirade'/><title type='text'>yer little sister</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-4047562465300911106</id><published>2008-01-03T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:28:37.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EAu6U_RaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ef_RdfW_cSA/s1600-h/punch_girl_134_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EAu6U_RaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ef_RdfW_cSA/s200/punch_girl_134_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152400254619829666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Burton Snowboards are Going Overboard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to save the world? Have a cause you feel deeply, strongly for? Got an idea you think can make a real difference? Listen up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burton Snowboards and Girl Overboard author Justina Chen Headley, in partnership with Youth Venture, are co-sponsoring the Go Overboard Challenge Grant to find the best youth-led ideas to change the world. What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write up your idea, or gather your friends or even your whole school to jot down your ideas and solutions and send them to Burton. They are giving away $1,000 grants to the ideas they like the best. You then use that grand to make your idea an ACTION! Love this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the guidelines, rules and the how-to on the "grant" writing, go to Burton's Go Overboard site: &lt;a href="http://www.burton.com/gobsite/ChallengeGrant.aspx"&gt;http://www.burton.com/gobsite/ChallengeGrant.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And feel free to let me know any of your ideas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-4047562465300911106?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/4047562465300911106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=4047562465300911106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/4047562465300911106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/4047562465300911106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/burton-snowboards-are-going-overboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EAu6U_RaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ef_RdfW_cSA/s72-c/punch_girl_134_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-6401778452423164274</id><published>2008-01-03T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:18:11.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vbl5kmAZ9Jc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vbl5kmAZ9Jc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Let It Burn" Cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 year old Singer-songwriter Sara Beck aka Pink Nasty (terrible name, beautiful voice) covers Usher's "Let It Burn" live in Seattle back in September. I like her version better!!! I mean she's got this sweet voice and it's pretty funny, these lyrics sung by a gal. Sort of a "burn" on the boy, no? What do you think? Prefer Usher's version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sound of Pink Nasty? Check out &lt;a href="http://www.pinknasty.net/"&gt;her site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-6401778452423164274?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/6401778452423164274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=6401778452423164274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6401778452423164274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6401778452423164274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-burn-cover-24-year-old-singer.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-3492929854223655627</id><published>2008-01-03T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:02:35.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EJdaU_RdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xrtxy91EeF8/s1600-h/2164724155_60cb2e41f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EJdaU_RdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xrtxy91EeF8/s200/2164724155_60cb2e41f5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152409849576768978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EJYqU_RcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MhPGPZhvWVI/s1600-h/224509950_cee958d891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EJYqU_RcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MhPGPZhvWVI/s200/224509950_cee958d891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152409767972390338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY in my TUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my lunch to look like these every day!! Did you know in Japan they have made an adorable art out of packing lunches? They pack them in bento boxes, which are lunch boxes that have little compartments for individual types of food or that stack up and they are often decorated with cute Hello Kitty or other Japanese characters. This beats the school cafeteria's lunch any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above image on the left is from CookingCute.com a website that takes pictures of her amazingly cute lunches! And the one n the right is from a Flicker group that is all Bento boxes all the time! I've made a few that aren't nearly as cute as hers, but they're better than brown baggin in! I have this bento box called a Laptop Lunchbox. Wanna see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31cwKU_RWI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZYLs6an80xs/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31cwKU_RWI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZYLs6an80xs/s200/IMG_1902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151375531257578850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31c86U_RXI/AAAAAAAAANk/Pv7njZbC5NI/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31c86U_RXI/AAAAAAAAANk/Pv7njZbC5NI/s200/IMG_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151375750300910962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31dIKU_RYI/AAAAAAAAANs/6yZ-wV6v3zY/s1600-h/IMG_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31dIKU_RYI/AAAAAAAAANs/6yZ-wV6v3zY/s200/IMG_1899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151375943574439298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee-hee... I eat healthy! I'm a dork... What do you eat for lunch??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-3492929854223655627?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/3492929854223655627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=3492929854223655627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/3492929854223655627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/3492929854223655627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/yummy-in-my-tummy-i-want-my-lunch-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R4EJdaU_RdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xrtxy91EeF8/s72-c/2164724155_60cb2e41f5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-6216039894866546000</id><published>2008-01-03T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:53:32.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31ZPqU_RUI/AAAAAAAAANM/irD0sj_D-cw/s1600-h/arts_books6-1ONLINE_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31ZPqU_RUI/AAAAAAAAANM/irD0sj_D-cw/s320/arts_books6-1ONLINE_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151371674376947010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An 8th Harry Potter Book?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Harry news... in an interview with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; magazine, JK Rowling said, "There have been times since finishing, weak moments, when I've said 'Yeah, all right' to the eighth novel." Her 14-year old daughter has apparently bugged her to write an eighth too! But she then went on to say that IF she were to write another volume, Harry would not be the central character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want another Potter book? Or did you love the ending to Deathly Hallows? What do you think could happen in an 8th? What would you want to see happen in an 8th? And not happen? Tell me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-6216039894866546000?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/6216039894866546000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=6216039894866546000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6216039894866546000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6216039894866546000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/8th-harry-potter-book-more-harry-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31ZPqU_RUI/AAAAAAAAANM/irD0sj_D-cw/s72-c/arts_books6-1ONLINE_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-6972204877826682578</id><published>2008-01-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:36:49.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31UoaU_RTI/AAAAAAAAANE/Z4GyGVldajY/s1600-h/zac_efron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31UoaU_RTI/AAAAAAAAANE/Z4GyGVldajY/s320/zac_efron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151366602020570418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute Couple Alert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're still together... and out for a casual New Years' Eve in this picture. What's the word... you like her? him? Them together as couple? And what about the thing around her head? Headband? Is she about to go do some aerobics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's on the cover of Seventeen magazine this month dishing about her relationship with Zac, as well as her good relationship with her Mom, who she was just spotted with at Urban Outfitters shopping for clothes. Curious at all? In the article she says her favorite movie is Anchorman and kissing Zac on-screen is thrilling, not awkward. Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-6972204877826682578?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/6972204877826682578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=6972204877826682578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6972204877826682578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/6972204877826682578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/cute-couple-alert-theyre-still-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31UoaU_RTI/AAAAAAAAANE/Z4GyGVldajY/s72-c/zac_efron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-7684606653386678539</id><published>2008-01-03T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:26:08.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31R66U_RSI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HbzQPRGg5DQ/s1600-h/survivor-micronesia-cast-the-favorites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31R66U_RSI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HbzQPRGg5DQ/s320/survivor-micronesia-cast-the-favorites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151363621313266978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Survivor Cast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new season of Survivor is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fans Vs. Favorites&lt;/span&gt; thing and here is the first look at the "Favorites," aka the past Survivor contestants. Do you watch the show? Are any of YOUR FAVORITES here? Is the show even fun anymore or do you think it's totally tired? Let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case they don't look familiar, here is the key to which season each of these past contestants were on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 — &lt;strong&gt;Cirie Fields&lt;/strong&gt;, 37, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Panama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 — &lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Penner&lt;/strong&gt;, 45, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Cook Islands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 — &lt;strong&gt;Amanda Kimmel&lt;/strong&gt;, 23, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: China&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 — &lt;strong&gt;James Clement&lt;/strong&gt;, 30, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: China&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 — &lt;strong&gt;Ozzy Lusth&lt;/strong&gt;, 26, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Cook Islands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 — &lt;strong&gt;Yau-Man Chan&lt;/strong&gt;, 55, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Fiji&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 — &lt;strong&gt;Eliza Orlins&lt;/strong&gt;, 25, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Vanuatu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 — &lt;strong&gt;Jon Dalton&lt;/strong&gt; (aka Johnny Fairplay), 33, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Pearl Islands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 — &lt;strong&gt;Parvati Shallow&lt;/strong&gt;, 25, &lt;em&gt;Survivor: Cook Islands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 — &lt;strong&gt;Ami Cusack&lt;/strong&gt;, 24, &lt;em&gt;Survivor Pearl Islands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering where numbers 1-10 are, they are the Fans and they are completely NEW contestants we have never met before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-7684606653386678539?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/7684606653386678539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=7684606653386678539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/7684606653386678539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/7684606653386678539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-survivor-cast-new-season-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31R66U_RSI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HbzQPRGg5DQ/s72-c/survivor-micronesia-cast-the-favorites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-7776688730109324072</id><published>2008-01-03T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:17:26.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31QhKU_RRI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GyQ22pnkxH0/s1600-h/IMG_2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31QhKU_RRI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GyQ22pnkxH0/s320/IMG_2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151362079420007698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Got a Puppy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Ozzy, she's a mutt, but we know her Mom was a husky. She was going to the pound and we couldn't let that happen! Check out the ICE BLUE eyes!! She's already getting into everything and has knocked down two glasses of water off the table and eaten various things she shouldn't, mostly though, she's destroyed our yard. But, hey, she's cute! And super lovey and cuddly. Anyone else get a new pet over the holidays?? Send me a picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-7776688730109324072?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/7776688730109324072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=7776688730109324072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/7776688730109324072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/7776688730109324072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-puppy-her-name-is-ozzy-shes-mutt.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R31QhKU_RRI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GyQ22pnkxH0/s72-c/IMG_2475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-8221658850972849814</id><published>2008-01-01T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:54:18.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/obdd31Q9PqA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/obdd31Q9PqA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just Do It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see this commerical on New Years' Eve? I love it because it covers every excuse in the book. That's real-life wheelchair bound UW-Whitewater basketball star Matt Scott. What did you think? Did it move you to get of your bum and do something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-8221658850972849814?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/8221658850972849814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=8221658850972849814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/8221658850972849814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/8221658850972849814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/did-you-see-this-commerical-on-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-8970690408465346508</id><published>2008-01-01T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:43:38.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qXo6U_RNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/x3_VjbDpKAk/s1600-h/daniel-radcliffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qXo6U_RNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/x3_VjbDpKAk/s320/daniel-radcliffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150595852959433938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Harry, you're... Hairy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's come a long way since his first Potter days. Daniel Radcliffe beat out Orlando Bloom for the lead role in a new movie called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Journey&lt;/span&gt; which is a true life tale about a young journalist in war-torn Somalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this picture is from his turn in the play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Equus&lt;/span&gt;, but jimeny crickets, it's just so good I had to post it! Do think he's cute? Or do you prefer Ron Weasly? Discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-8970690408465346508?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/8970690408465346508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=8970690408465346508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/8970690408465346508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/8970690408465346508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-harry-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qXo6U_RNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/x3_VjbDpKAk/s72-c/daniel-radcliffe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-593326878835503921</id><published>2008-01-01T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:35:41.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qHsKU_RMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FXvvfjZNbO4/s1600-h/IMG_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qHsKU_RMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FXvvfjZNbO4/s320/IMG_2764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150578316607964354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super Clea's Corner 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re gonna try something new. I’m gonna just talk and talk and talk and tell you all kinds of fun junk I hear about celebs and TV and movies and music and books and comics, and show you wacky stuff I see online. I’m gonna write about fashion trends and hot tips and I’m also still going to write about life as a teen in this here weird and wonderful world. And you can still write me -- in the comments section -- and ask me questions, send me intel,  tell me I’m whack, or better yet, wondrous and all around speak out. So, on with the show that is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ps - that picture is me, with a frito boat in hand (fritos, chili, cheese, goodness) at Aero Dog, a hot dog stand in a cargo plane in central valley Cali - it was 25 degrees out and the plane is OPEN. Cold! But delicious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-593326878835503921?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/593326878835503921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=593326878835503921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/593326878835503921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/593326878835503921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2008/01/super-cleas-corner-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/R3qHsKU_RMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FXvvfjZNbO4/s72-c/IMG_2764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114962534888077415</id><published>2006-06-06T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:55:57.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music a Go-Go'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/acl1103567653a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/acl1103567653a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes, it's been a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm back for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: I have finally purchased a DVD Recorder which allows me to take all those months and months of shows I've been saving on my fake-Tivo and record them on to disc and then put them in my computer and magically make MP3s of the tunes. And that my friends, is why I'm here today, to post the first batch of songs. I'm sure these have been on the music blogs before, but they are new to me and I suspect new to a few others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: My books, I Wanna Make My Own Clothes and I Wanna Re-Do My Room, are officially out now. In case this is news to you (and it's not if you read my other blog) these books are part of a series I did for Simon &amp; Schuster. They are DIY books for girls that will help them explore lots of craft projects without picking up big machinery or expensive tools or supplies. Good old fashioned fun and a terrific gift for that teen girl in your life (plus, it will keep her out of trouble this summer.) Please, I beg of you, and I hate begging, buy my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=smallages-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;path=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2F0689874626%2Fref%3Dpd_kar_gw_1%3F%255Fencoding%3DUTF8%26v%3Dglance%26n%3D283155"&gt;I Wanna Make My Own Clothes, By Clea Hantman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=smallages-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=smallages-20&amp;amp;amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;path=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2F0689874634%2Fsr%3D8-7%2Fqid%3D1149641395%2Fref%3Dsr_1_7%3F%255Fencoding%3DUTF8"&gt;I Wanna Re-Do My Room, By Clea Hantman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=smallages-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, if you yourself have a blog that reaches this audience of their parents and you would like to review my books, drop me a note via email and I can mail you a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following music is from Austin City Limits, the television show. Both shows were terrific to watch and certainly there is a something-something missing from the audio that the video provided, namely in the case of the Flaming Lips show, balloons, adults dressed as giant animals, fire, confetti, a nun puppet "singing," fake blood and Steven's father on sax. Regarding the Wilco show you mostly just missed Jeff Tweedy looking a little worse for wear, crumpled and a bit mcgrumpled, plus close-ups of Nels smoking on his guitar. And that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All Live on Austin City Limits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flaming Lips, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/92N34W7HLC/01+1+-+Race+for+the+Prize++*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"Race for the Prize"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flaming Lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/92N34W7HLC/01+2+-+Yoshimi+Battles+the+Pink+Robots++*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flaming Lips with Chan Marshall, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/92N34W7HLC/01+3+-++War+Pigs+w_+Chan+Marshall+*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"War Pigs" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7QKBS6LRUY/01+1-+At+Least+That*27s+What+You+Said+*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"At Least That's What You Said"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7QKBS6LRUY/01+2+-+Muzzle+of+Bees++*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"Muzzle of Bees"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7QKBS6LRUY/01+3+-+Hell+is+Chrome+++*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"Hell is Chrome"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7QKBS6LRUY/01+4+-+Ashes+of+American+Flag++*28Live+on+ACL*29+1.mp3"&gt;"Ashes of American Flag"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7QKBS6LRUY/01+5+-+I*27m+A+Wheel++*28Live+on+ACL*29.mp3"&gt;"I'm a Wheel"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114962534888077415?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114962534888077415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114962534888077415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114962534888077415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114962534888077415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/06/yes-its-been-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114753160874124371</id><published>2006-05-13T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:18:37.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Tirade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music a Go-Go'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/lauren-alexis-012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/lauren-alexis-012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Heart of Gold My Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make a whole list of excuses. Maybe I will next time. But today I'm gonna write about my favorite show, and I'm not even a little embarassed to say it: Gilmore Girls. There isn't another show on the air like it, in the middle of the silliness and the Kirk-ness (oh I love him too) there is real storytelling with genuine emotions that are not always made-for-tv (OK, some times they are, but I won't nitpick my favorite show.) All in all, well-acted, well-written and well-scored! It's quite obvious to me that the creator Amy Sherman Palladino (who unfortunatedly departs now that this season finale is over) is about my age just by her music selections on the show. And of course the finale, featuring the Troubadorpalooza, was just another nod to the pop culture jollies that pervade each and every episode. Each and every week I'm wowed by a l&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/coco_paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/coco_paris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ine or three, wonderful zingers that are funny and telling and so a part of the wonderful characters she has created with the help of some great actors (inclduing Liza Weil, who plays Paris and is pictured to the left with the Sonic Youth offspring, Coco). Okay I have bowed to her feet enough for now, I'm here to rock it. Below you'll find songs from the folks she featured on her last show, not neccesarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; songs from the show, just shows from those performers. I loved that Sam Phillips album when it came out. Listened to over and over and over and on and on. Joe Pernice? Yes. That was the nicest surprise. Also singing on the show? Mary Lynn Rajskub, comedian / actress / writer most known for Mr. Show and 24, doing a rif fon losing her Volvo. She also has a kind of fake band (well they've played, does that make them more real?) with another comedian / actress / writer, Karen Kilgariff, called The Girls Guitar Club of Greater Los Angeles. No mp3 alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Grant Lee Phillips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6DOI5JLL2N/01+Dixie+Drug+Store.mp3"&gt;"Dixie Drug Store"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (such a great song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sam Phillips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6DOI5JLL2N/02+I+Don*27t+Know+How+To+Say+Goodbye+To+You.mp3"&gt;"I Don't Know How to Say Goodbye"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sonic Youth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6DOI5JLL2N/05+What+A+Waste.mp3"&gt;"What a Waste"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sparks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8MJSKO80Z7/01+Angst+in+My+Pants.mp3"&gt;"Angst in My Pants"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yo La Tengo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6DOI5JLL2N/08+Autumn+Sweater.mp3"&gt;"Autumn Sweater"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yo La Tango, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6DOI5JLL2N/06+You+Tore+Me+Down.mp3"&gt;"You Tore Me Down"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (Flaming Groovies cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pernice Brothers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3TWYZ08EP4/01+Working+Girls+*28Sunlight+Shines*29.mp3"&gt;"Working Girls (Sunlight Shines)"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pernice Brothers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3TWYZ08EP4/One+Foot+in+the+Grave.mp3"&gt;"One Foot in the Grave"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (Live on KEXP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though he wasn't on the show, he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part of &lt;/span&gt;this show, Neil Young. These are from 1971. Live. Can you imagine hearing his voice back then, live for the first time? It's so extraordinary and otherworldly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neil Young, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2YLUKMQETG/01+05*2B-*2BHeart*2Bof*2BGold.mp3"&gt;"Heart of Gold"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neil Young, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2YLUKMQETG/08*2B-*2BThe*2BNeedle*2Band*2BThe*2BDamage*2BDone.mp3"&gt;"Needle and the Damage Done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neil Young, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2YLUKMQETG/02*2B-*2BTell*2BMe*2BWhy.mp3"&gt;"Tell Me Why"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For great commentary on Gilmore Girls and TV in general, check out &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/"&gt;Television Without Pity&lt;/a&gt;. But only the recaps; those fanatics on the gripe boards are insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114753160874124371?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114753160874124371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114753160874124371&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114753160874124371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114753160874124371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/05/heart-of-gold-my-ass-i-could-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114489995777806236</id><published>2006-04-12T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:53:54.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/DIV_explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/DIV_explosion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What Makes A Great Steak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in ages on this site. I have been posting reguarly on my smALL AGES blog, but this one has escaped me lately. I just couldn't find the motivation. And honestly, I've been writing so much (new books!) that I can barely stay awake at night long enough to do this. But I was thinking I would try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a Wilco song, it's called "Hell is Chrome" and when I hear it, the lyrics, it makes me want to write. I don't know if anyone else has that feeling for a song, but this song, it has that effect on me. (Affect? Crap.) The lyrics conjure such a story that I feel longs for flesh. It is about the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began to write a story based on the idea behind the song. Or rather, what I thought the idea behind the song was, my own interpretation. And so I've decided to post the first chapter here. It's super rough, no editor and I need an editor. But still. If you actually read it, let me know what you think. Not sure you can see exactly where I'm going with it yet, but I know. Oh I know.  Song posted at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I would sell my soul for a voice like Kelly Clarkson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Not that I'd use it like she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I mean, save for that one catchy cheese puff "Since You Been Gone," hers isn’t exactly music to my ears. I prefer mine less glossy, less made-for-TV. But that voice. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s soulful, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s sweet, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s girly, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s sexy, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s pure pop perfection. You could do any number of things with it: A White Stripes 60s redux with screeching yelps and knowing hip shakes. Or a tender reading of a classic that brings tears to everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s eyes. You could don a guitar and rock out like Jenny Lewis in Rilo Kiley, drawing all the boys in with coy smiles and knowing glances. You could sing sweet alt pop with an electro dance beat that gets all the gay boys on their feet. You could sit at a piano and sing melodramatic pithy songs about your sad internal life. Or punch it up with a swinging back beat and turn out some cool blue jazz for the new millennium. And of course, you could win American Idol and go on to sell bazillions of records. If that was your sort of thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I once asked my parents if there was any musical talent in the family genes. Did they ever sing in a chorus? In church? Did aunt Thelma know how to play piano or did Uncle Jim play guitar? I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ve gladly eaten up that my distant cousin Pete playing banjo at a backwoods bar, badly. But all I got was a simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My parents are non-conversationalists. Not non-confrontationalist, but they are that too. See, they don’t have conversations, as in two-way, back and forth, ping pong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;They talk, for sure. My mother barely takes time for a breath, but they don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t engage each other. Or me. Or any one else I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ve ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My mother rattles things off, like she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s writing lists in the air. And she gives you blow by blow commentary on whatever is passing by her eye at the moment. Like in the car, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;h there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s the bank, it looks open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; (not that we were headed to the bank or even needed to go to the bank at all) or, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t park along this stretch of road here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(not that we were setting to stop there or anywhere near there.) And her favorite topic is the weather, as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;haven’t seen this much rain in three months. Or four. No, three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; None of which is kindling for conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My father tells the same dozen or two very limited stories over and over again. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;re not of the great action and adventure variety. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;re more about a great savings at Costco on six extra large cans of baked beans or his dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s irregular sleep patterns that force him up at 3 in the morning. I say his dog because the dog simply ignores the rest of us in the house as if we were not there at all. Always has the best seat in the living room, the one facing the TV. His focus is solely on my dad and I think my dad likes it that way. Not that you can tell. He doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t much smile. My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s speech is mostly comprised  of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;uh-huh’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to my mom’s endless parade of non-sequiters. That, and the occasional canned dinner table talk: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This butcher always gets a good steak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; So one day I confronted this statement, which had just been said for at least the 17th time in this, my 17th year, I said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What makes a good steak Dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He didn’t even look like he thought about it, he just said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You know one when you taste one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So I asked about the butcher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s his name dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; he replied. He didn’t even look up from his plate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Where do the steaks come from dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; See what I mean?  There is talking, sure. But no conversation. And the non-confrontational thing, well if I had finished that little conversational attempt by tossing out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;m giving up steaks, Dad, and becoming a vegetarian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; he would have just nodded and given me his patented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;uh-huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; No questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I used to think the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s stifling boredom was due to the fact that my folks are so much older than my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s parents. Sort of like, they were such normal 50s-era Leave it Cleavers they were weird. People always think they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;re my grandparents, not my parents, which seems to neither bother them nor amuse them. But then I figured it out. I put my finger to the core issue, the driving or rather stagnant factor of my mysterious familial misery. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s this lack of communication thing. The omission of dialogue. It’s the non-conversation. How can you value opinions when you don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t ever seek them? How can you value knowledge when you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;re not ever asking any questions? How can I grow up to be a creative genius when I live in the thicket of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I’ve taken to imagining their lives before they had me. Or re-imagining them in my own shadows. Dad played piano in a juke joint, one of those places that barely had four walls and smelled of stale liquor and nobody minded. He did this in the evenings after working all day as a neurobiologist, curing diseases and whatnot. I dreamed he was a perfect yin and yang of brainy brilliance and searing talent. I dreamed that maybe he didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t talk so much even then, but his silence was simply masking his deep-seeded internal struggle, what with all the neuro-stuff by day and hot bombshells after him all night. Plus there was that super secret spy work he was conducting  24-7 unbeknownst to every one except the tight-lipped handsome man in a suit that appeared out of the shadows every Tuesday. Now Mom I imagine was a basketball star (she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s tall, she could have been) with a sultry voice that made all the boys hearts quiver even though she wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t the best looking broad in her brood. She was dangerous, she was a risk-taker, she was the personification of intriguing. I suspected that she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;d sneak out to piano bars after her own folks were asleep and sing for the sailors, her long legs only barely sheathed in luscious ruby red satin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s hard to keep this image floating in my head when I hear her honk in her geese-like soprano, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Slow down, there is that deer crossing up ahead on the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The deer crossing we pass every solitary single time we leave our neighborhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/MBN66I82K/02+Hell+Is+Chrome.m4a"&gt;"Hell is Chrome"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/MBN66I82K/02+Hell+Is+Chrome.m4a"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114489995777806236?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114489995777806236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114489995777806236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114489995777806236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114489995777806236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-makes-great-steak-i-havent-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114419840198374854</id><published>2006-04-04T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:54:57.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/bragg11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/bragg11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's Older Now...&lt;br /&gt;But So Am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so obsessed with Billy Bragg in my college years, when he made it over to the States I followed him around and got to see him play up and down the Cali coast. My love for him was due to my obsession with both socialist / leftist politics and Englishmen. The accent. Oh the accent. But it was his songcraft that was really at the heart of it. Below you'll find a couple of tunes from the KEXP podcast from SXSW and some others as well. I love the first song, "Greetings to the New Brunette," because besides riffing on James Blunt's hair, he talks about how while he's known as a political songwriter, "he did the mats on it" and really 3-1, most of his songs are romantic love tunes. And so romantic are they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  not normally a poster of lyrics, mostly because I love them in context with the music and then they are allowed to swirl around us and be what we want them to  be. But this song kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi Stubbs Tears (Billy Bragg)&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With the money from her accident&lt;br /&gt;                       She bought herself a mobile home&lt;br /&gt;                       So at least she could get some enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;                       Out of being alone&lt;br /&gt;                       No one could say that she was left up on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;                       It's you and me against the World kid she mumbled to herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       When the world falls apart some things stay in place&lt;br /&gt;                       Levi Stubbs' tears run down his face&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She ran away from home on her mother's best coat&lt;br /&gt;                       She was married before she was even entitled to vote&lt;br /&gt;                       And her husband was one of those blokes&lt;br /&gt;                       The sort that only laughs at his own jokes&lt;br /&gt;                       The sort a war takes away&lt;br /&gt;                       And when there wasn't a war he left anyway&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Norman Whitfield and Barratt Strong&lt;br /&gt;                       Are here to make everything right that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;                       Holland and Holland and Lamont Dozier too&lt;br /&gt;                       Are here to make it all okay with you&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One dark night he came home from the sea&lt;br /&gt;                       And put a hole in her body where no hole should be&lt;br /&gt;                       It hurt her more to see him walking out the door&lt;br /&gt;                       And though they stitched her back together they left her                          heart in pieces on the floor&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the world falls apart some things stay in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                         She takes off the Four Tops tape and puts it back in its                          case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                         When the world falls apart some things stay in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                         Levi Stubbs' tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From KEXP podcast from SXSW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Billy Bragg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/40YSY599Q5/02_Shirley.mp3"&gt;"Greetings to the New Brunette"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Billy Bragg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/40YSY599Q5/06+A+New+England.mp3"&gt;"A New England"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to Basics&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Billy Bragg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/40YSY599Q5/17+Strange+Things+Happen.mp3"&gt;"Strange Things Happen"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talking wth the Taxman About Poetry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Billy Bragg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/40XGBFI9T0/01+Levi+Stubbs*27+Tears.mp3"&gt;"Levi Stubbs Tears"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And finally a political track, this from the Yep Rock site, a twist on Leadbelly's "Bourgeois Blues":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Billy Bragg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/40XGBFI9T0/Bush+War+Blues+*28bourgeois+blues*29+20060404+1733.mp3"&gt;"Bush War Blues"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://haloscan.com/tb/bwxpn/114399131768770201"&gt;Some Velvet Blog posted on Billy Bragg&lt;/a&gt; a few days back. He's got two great covers, the first a Love track, "Seven and Seven Is..." from the Rubiyat compilation that had newer Elektra artists covering older ones (on this same double CD it had the Sugarcubes covering Sailcat's "Motorcycle Mama" which I will be posting on my other blog, smALL AGES this week thankyouverymuch Heather.) The other Bragg track SVB has is "When Will I See You Again," originally performed by The Three Degrees, from an NME compilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More about: &lt;a href="http://www.billybragg.co.uk/"&gt;Billy Bragg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.somevelvetblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Velvet Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy Billy's re-mastered collection of songs, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000C6NOKA/sr=8-1/qid=1144198124/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-8703562-0392730?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114419840198374854?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114419840198374854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114419840198374854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114419840198374854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114419840198374854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/04/hes-older-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114411309429520915</id><published>2006-04-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:11:34.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/pascal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/pascal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lush over dubbed vocals make me smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course I don't know what this band sounds like live since I never get to go out but gosh darn it if I don't just love the recordings by band Pas/Cal. Silly name, what with the slash and all, but I don't care. I loved their EP, "Oh Honey We're Ridiculous" for it's glorious unadulterated snap crackle and pop. They even shout out some spelling, a la the Bay City Rollers in the tops song, "What Happened to the Sands?" They are currently recording a new CD and the band blog about the happenings and coming and goings &lt;a href="http://pascalstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Two demo versions of new songs were found on their website as was my favorite Sands song. Lush and pretty like Belle &amp; Sebastian with a bit more '60s thrown in for measure. I'm surprised they aren't bigger but then again, they have only recorded two EPs and a split single. Still, the sound is glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Pas/Cal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" href="http://www.pascalgoespop.com/00-PASCAL-Oh-Honey-Demo.mp3"&gt;"Oh Honey, We're Ridiculous" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(demo)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas/Cal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" href="ttp://www.pascalgoespop.com/00-PASCAL-Glorious.mp3"&gt;"The Glorious Ballad of the Ignored"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; (demo)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas/Cal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" href="http://www.pascalgoespop.com/01-PASCAL-The-Sands.mp3"&gt;"What Happened to the Sands"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pas/Cal's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.pascalgoespop.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114411309429520915?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114411309429520915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114411309429520915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114411309429520915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114411309429520915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/04/lush-over-dubbed-vocals-make-me-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114394452476437382</id><published>2006-04-01T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T18:22:04.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/starlight_mints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/starlight_mints.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starlight Mints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I didn't post on Friday (both internet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; brain malfunctions) and now I'm here on a rare Saturday when I should be playing with my daughter or baking cookies or something. I love Starlight Mints. Not because they sound a bit like Pavement (and the do) or that they hail from Oklahoma or they have a married couple in the band but because I love jungly jangle pop music that has weird orchestrations and instruments, I love a little flute and strings in my rock, especially if it's sugar coated and Starlight Mints, true to their name, are indeed breath fresheningly sweet. New CD due April 25th of this year, that's just a few weeks away. Till then, a new track and two older tracks recorded live at KCRW in 04, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Starlight Mints, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://barsukmusic.blaireau.net/StarlightMints_InsideOfMe.mp3"&gt;"Inside of Me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drowaton&lt;/span&gt;, due out April 25th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Starlight Mints, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4TNTAGTUVV/Black+Cat.mp3"&gt;"Black Cat"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(live) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Starlight Mints, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4TNTAGTUVV/Brass+Digger.mp3"&gt;"Brass Digger"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(live)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.barsuk.com/shop/bark051"&gt;Pre-order the new CD.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.starlightmints.com/mint/home.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114394452476437382?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114394452476437382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114394452476437382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114394452476437382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114394452476437382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/04/starlight-mints-okay-so-i-didnt-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114377395848699774</id><published>2006-03-30T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:59:18.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/girltalk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/girltalk1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Talk: Date Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Talking Dating Game. You learn about how to ask boys out and how to respond when boys ask you out. And it's a game. Genius. Or not. The game came with a cassette that you played while you played the game. Here is a reel of the "dont's" as opposed to the "do's in one long, fairly weird, hilarious and totally 80s mp3. Oh and my favorite is Joel because like me, he hates rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Girl Talk Game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/FJ/girl_talk-losers.mp3"&gt;Losers &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna buy the game? They have 'em on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://search.ebay.com/search/search.dll?cgiurl=http%3A%2F%2Fcgi.ebay.com%2Fws%2F&amp;fkr=1&amp;amp;from=R8&amp;satitle=girl+talk%3A+date+line&amp;amp;category0="&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. This is from the geniuses at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://blog.wfmu.org/"&gt;WFMU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114377395848699774?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114377395848699774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114377395848699774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114377395848699774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114377395848699774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/girl-talk-date-line-talking-dating.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114367355048475647</id><published>2006-03-29T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T18:55:59.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/eddiekelly.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/320/eddiekelly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Trio of Duets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest Rhett Miller CD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Believer&lt;/span&gt;, features a duet with Rachel Yamagata called "Fireflies." I like it, and offer it up here, mostly for Rachel's last bit where she sings, "For the last time, I'm not your mother." And Rhett's still singing about "nineteen." It's a purty tune, nothing extraordinary but lovely just the same. I like that Rachel's voice isn't overly sweet here too, it's got a nice slightly drunken northern drawl. But for a real drunken drawl in a duet, I pick the Eddie Spaghetti and Kelley Deal track "Hungover Together" from the Supersuckers CD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must've Been High&lt;/span&gt;. My other favorite country-tinged duet of the last few years is by the band Blanche. Marrieds Tracee Mae Miller and Dan John Miller do a convincing job as, well, marrieds, who are treading into unstable waters on the awesome track, "Do You Trust Me?" (From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If We Can't Trust the Doctors&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rhett Miller with Rachel Yamagata, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2RJYJSFL1M/07+Fireflies+*28with+Rachael+Yamagata*29.mp3"&gt;"Fireflies"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Supersuckers with Kelley Deal, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2RJYJSFL1M/05+Hungover+Together.mp3"&gt;"Hungover Together"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Blanche, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2RJYJSFL1M/03+Do+You+Trust+Me_.mp3"&gt;"Do You Trust Me?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rhett's Cd can be found &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000E1NX3G/sr=8-1/qid=1143687018/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-8703562-0392730?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The Supersuckers can be found on &lt;a href="http://subpop.com/scripts/main/bands_page.php?id=239"&gt;SubPop&lt;/a&gt; and Blanche is on &lt;a href="http://us.v2music.com/site/act.asp?ID=201"&gt;V2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114367355048475647?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114367355048475647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114367355048475647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114367355048475647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114367355048475647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/trio-of-duets-latest-rhett-miller-cd.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114359958084792345</id><published>2006-03-28T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:33:00.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/kareno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/kareno.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Best Female Rocker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myoldkyhome.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Old Kentucky Blog&lt;/a&gt; had this contest last week. Totally subjective, he admitted, but he asked people to write in with their  "best female rocker currently making music." The answers inspired me to write an entry that offered up songs or pointed to the many nominees. I honestly don't have an answer to this, which is a little disturbing to me. But I like the following songs and many of the other suggested gals with guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jenny Lewis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4F8RV5BF84/Rise+Up+With+Fists+*28Live*29.mp3"&gt;"Rise Up With Fists"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (live)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cat Power (Chan Marshall), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4F8RV5BF84/14+Dreams+*28Japan+bonus+track*29.mp3"&gt;"Dreams"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Metric (Emily Haines), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3TGR4WHWDC/Combat+Baby.mp3"&gt;"Combat Baby"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs (Karen O.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4F8RV5BF84/Maps+*28Acoustic+Version*29.mp3"&gt;"Maps"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (live and acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fiery Furnaces, (Eleanor Friedberger) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4F8RV5BF84/02+I*27m+In+No+Mood.mp3"&gt;"I'm in No Mood"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neko Case, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/52SAT9H02E/05+That+Teenage+Feeling.mp3"&gt;"That Teenage Feeling"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others suggested included Dottie Alexander of &lt;a href="http://www.ofmontreal.net/"&gt;Of Montreal&lt;/a&gt;, Elizabeth Powell from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/landoftalkmtl"&gt;Land of Talk&lt;/a&gt;, teenager punker Jemina Pearl of &lt;a href="http://www.infinitycat.com/byop.html"&gt;Be Your Pet&lt;/a&gt;, Patience of &lt;a href="http://www.thegrates.com/music.htm#"&gt;the Grates&lt;/a&gt;, Regine Chassagne from &lt;a href="http://www.arcadefire.com/flash.html"&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.arts-crafts.ca/amymillan/"&gt;Amy Millan&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.arts-crafts.ca/stars/"&gt;Stars&lt;/a&gt; (and a new solo CD). By the way, MOKB chose Karen O. of the &lt;a href="http://www.yeahyeahyeahs.com/"&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/a&gt;. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.jennylewis.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.catpowerthegreatest.com/"&gt;Cat Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ilovemetric.com/"&gt;Emily Haines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.thefieryfurnaces.com/"&gt;Fiery Furnaces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.nekocase.com/"&gt;Neko Case&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all have sites too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114359958084792345?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114359958084792345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114359958084792345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114359958084792345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114359958084792345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-female-rocker-my-old-kentucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114348526239332777</id><published>2006-03-27T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:54:17.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/charmedthird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/charmedthird.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Guest Post: Megan McCafferty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan McCafferty had a hit with her book about high school student Jessica Darling called "Sloppy Firsts" in 2001. Megan's books totally have that John Hughes' "16 Candles" vibe... and I love it. How great is it when a book conjures up a hilarious, snarky and thoughtful movie in your head? Anyway, the third book in her sort of series is "Charmed Thirds" and it releases April 11th. Jessica is off to college, NYC and a world of uncertainty in this one. Megan was kind enough to drop us a line and let us know what she was playing while she wrote this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is her unofficial soundtrack to the writing of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charmed Thirds&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;01 Please, Please, Please.../The Smiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;02 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5WZ5BCDB5X/Synchronicity+1+20060324+0925.mp3"&gt;Synchronicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/The Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;03 In Between Days/The Cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;04 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7BYJPPIRQQ/08+See+A+Little+Light.mp3"&gt;See a Little Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/Bob Mould&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5WZ5BCDB5X/05+Pass+Me+By.mp3"&gt;Pass Me By&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/Pete Yorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;06 Wonderwall/Oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;07 Oh Well/Fiona Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;08 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5WZ5BCDB5X/02+Nothing+Is+Good+Enough.mp3"&gt;Nothing is Good Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/Aimee Mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;09 Dumb/Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10 Everyday is Like Sunday/Morrissey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11 Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town/Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5WZ5BCDB5X/06+*28What*27s+So+Funny+*27Bout*29+Peace*2C+Love+And+Understanding.m4a"&gt;(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace Love and Understanding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; /Elvis Costello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7BYJPPIRQQ/01+Closer+to+You.mp3"&gt;Closer to You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/Liz Phair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14 Somewhere Only We Know/Keane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5WZ5BCDB5X/It*27s+Only+Natural+20060324+0929.mp3"&gt;It's Only Natural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/Crowded House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16 The One I Love/David Gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17 You and I Both/Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18 Here, There and Everywhere/The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19 Somewhere Down the Road/Barry Manilow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20 Leaves that are Green Turn to Brown/Simon &amp; Garfunkel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As I looked over these songs, I realized that many are steeped in melancholy. Charmed Thirds isn't a depressing book (it's funny! I swear!) but I guess I needed to tap into feelings of confusion longing and (yes) heartache... - Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Bob Mould's "See a Little Light" is one of my favorites. Thanks Megan. And also of note,  Megan McCafferty does a "retroblog" - it's her genuine writings from her high school diaries posted anew for all to read. A genius twist on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-order the book (it releases April 11th) now on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1400080428/sr=8-1/qid=1143484001/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-8703562-0392730?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/ref=br_ss_hs/104-8703562-0392730?search-alias=aps&amp;keywords=megan%20mccafferty"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one of her other terrific books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check out Megan McCafferty's own &lt;a href="http://www.meganmccafferty.com/retroblogger/"&gt;retroblog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114348526239332777?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114348526239332777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114348526239332777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114348526239332777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114348526239332777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/guest-post-megan-mccafferty-megan.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114322539814829592</id><published>2006-03-24T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T10:36:38.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/jeffb025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/jeffb025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buckley Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute decision that came over me as Jeff Buckley found its way into my iTunes mix today and I thought, yeah: I'm gonna post this Jeff Buckley single I have that has a live version of  everyone's favorite OC hit, "Hallelujah." This is live from Bataclan, Paris, February 11, 1995. It's nine minutes long. The other track from this single is a different version of "Eternal Life" entitled "road version." I don't know how diff it really is, but what the hey. Just as a side note, the single was for "Everybody Here Wants You" from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sketches for my Sweetheart the Drunk&lt;/span&gt; and not from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;. I found this single at an old job, it was left behind in a former employee's office along with some really, really bad music. Like one-almost-hit wonder hair bands. Odd, I thought. Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jeff Buckley, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/26T4L56UA6/04+Hallelujah+*28Live+From+Bataclan*29.mp3"&gt;"Hallelujah"&lt;/a&gt; (live in Paris, '95)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jeff Buckley, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/26T4L56UA6/03+Eternal+Life+*28Road+Version*29.mp3"&gt;"Eternal Life"&lt;/a&gt; (road version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buy Jeff Buckley stuff &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/ref=br_ss_hs/104-8703562-0392730?search-alias=aps&amp;keywords=jeff%20buckley"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh and you can now post comments, I have fixed the settings. Thank you Guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114322539814829592?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114322539814829592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114322539814829592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114322539814829592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114322539814829592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/buckley-live-last-minute-decision-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114313750907368211</id><published>2006-03-23T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:08:30.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/64360007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/64360007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Round 'Em Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been kicked out of the house for a few hours and am writing this from a coffee shop (how 20-something of me) I am just gonna sing the praises of other blogs and tell you where to go for the goods today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clevertitlesaresolastsummer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clever Titles Are So Last Summer&lt;/a&gt; has been doing a guilty pleasure thing for the last week. It started as emo-guilty pleasures but has devolved into popland. That means she's showcasing the likes of Kelly Clarkson and Britney Spears. Yippee I say! It's wildly embarrassing to admit,  but that's the point of guilty pleasures, isn't it? My guilty pleasure really lies with Rock Star INXS &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3CGSLKEJ7P/Hit+Me+Baby+One+More+Time.mp3"&gt;loser&lt;/a&gt; Marty Casey's cover of the Britney song. So freaking embarrassing. So freaking guilty. My husband is cringing now. Not a guilty pleasure? Chapin Sisters' cover of &lt;a href="http://www.thechapinsisters.com/"&gt;"Toxic."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty at &lt;a href="http://bunchofbettysmp3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Best of the Bunch&lt;/a&gt; did a fabulously composed post on women musicians covering Nirvana. Wow. That's all I can say on that post. Just, wow. Excellent. And she's also got a handful of free tracks by women. It's all women all the time! Okay maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you once a shoegazer? Me neither. But my aforementioned hubby was. &lt;a href="http://mookamotel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Motel de Moka&lt;/a&gt; put up a wealth of shoegazer faves, including Kitchens of Distinction, which is what I thought the name of the place I wanted to buy this giant stainless new stove was called, much to my hubby's amusement, but that place is actually Standards of Excellence. I think Kitchens of Distinction is a better name for the store and Standards of Excellence a great name for the  band. But I guess it's too late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my other blog, &lt;a href="http://www.smallages.blogspot.com/"&gt;smALL AGES&lt;/a&gt;, has the Rutles. You know you want it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114313750907368211?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114313750907368211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114313750907368211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114313750907368211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114313750907368211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/round-em-up-since-i-have-been-kicked.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114304975592807094</id><published>2006-03-22T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:49:23.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/missd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/missd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The iPod is Shiny, the Music is Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted no time and bought a new iPod, 30g with video, like I needed that. I'm such a gizmo whore and with none of the technological know-how to back it up. It's pretty though. Shiny. (No crumbs yet stuck in the click-wheel!) I could go on and on about American Idol, but &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/"&gt;Television Without Pity&lt;/a&gt; does such an amazing job, I think I'll leave it to them. Suffice it to say, and not that you care, or are even reading this, but I agree with them. And I found this related &lt;a href="http://entertainment.tv.yahoo.com/entnews/eo/20060321/114299352003.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; to be hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Derringer&lt;/span&gt; is the band I like today. I really should keep track of where I hear songs first because it was someone's blog. The song was "The Letter" and not the Box Tops' song either. Girl group vibe and you can tell if you've been here before, I like that. And then I did a little digging and found that their other songs had more of a rockabilly-flavored tang to them, and a little twang too, and I think I like those even better. They are dirty little ditties, although admittedly, it occasionally feels like fake dirt sometimes, thrown on for hell of it, for atmosphere. Hey, they're on Sympathy for the Record Industry and that should clue you in. Still, I like.  Singer is Elizabeth McGrath, a fairly well known artist whose stuff is creepy, truly creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Miss Derringer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/643BT52QJ4/The+Letter.mp3"&gt;"The Letter"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Miss Derringer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/643BT52QJ4/04+Lordy.mp3"&gt;"Lordy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a &lt;a href="http://www.missderringer.com/splash.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. Buy the CD &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0000VV4B8/sr=8-1/qid=1143048958/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-1008614-4383160?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Elizabeth's &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethmcgrath.com/index_flash.html"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114304975592807094?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114304975592807094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114304975592807094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114304975592807094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114304975592807094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/ipod-is-shiny-music-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114297249230518152</id><published>2006-03-21T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T12:21:32.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/marit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/marit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;R.I.P. M.Y. i.P.O.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week just some songs I've heard that I really like. Today is Marit Larsen, a Norweigian with the same birthday as me. Course I'm like way older than her, but still, we have the same birthday, and the same as Princess Diana. Or had. Anyway. You know her voice could so tread into that boring singer songwriter territory that I just don't get, but then the instrumentation, the little quirks, they make it go so beyond all that is ordinary. And now I cannot get this song out of my head. Then again, I love hand claps. The rest of her songs? Not sure I feel the same way. Not sure I even like them at all. But this one is just divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Marit Larsen, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/643BT52QJ4/04+Only+A+Fool.mp3"&gt;"Only A Fool"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this next track last week from a blog I cannot recall, but it's also on &lt;a href="http://fuelfriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;I AM FUEL, YOU ARE FRIENDS&lt;/a&gt; this week, a great blog by a gal whose only fault is she loves Pearl Jam, otherwise she's got such wondrously great taste! It's the gentle-voiced Jose Gonzales with Zero 7 from the latters upcoming CD. This track has a vaguely 70s quality to me, it just reminds me of the best of my breezy hippie childhood in southern Florida. Maybe it's the vaguely CSN&amp;Y vocals. Vaguely. Man this song is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jose Gonzales &amp; Zero 7, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/643BT52QJ4/Futures.mp3"&gt;"Futures"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway those are my favorite songs of the week, the ones taking over my iTunes and not my ipod because that died yesterday. Alas, I think it's time to buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I learned from &lt;a href="http://copycommaright.blogspot.com/"&gt;Copy, Right&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://threadless.com/"&gt;Threadless&lt;/a&gt;, the cool t-shirts by artists company, is having a $10 sale thru tomorrow AM. Wacky, hilarious and adorable tees for ten. Hit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marit Larsen can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.maritlarsen.com/"&gt;MaritLarsen.com&lt;/a&gt; while you can go to Zero 7's site &lt;a href="http://www.zero7.co.uk/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114297249230518152?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114297249230518152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114297249230518152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114297249230518152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114297249230518152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114287794461647709</id><published>2006-03-20T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T13:07:11.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/pipettes.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/pipettes.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bigger blogs has beat me to the punch on this yesterday or the day before, but I've never been about competition, so I don't have a problem with it. Plus, he's got like a zillion readers and I'm happy if I got ten! So today's band? The Pipettes. UK girl group extravaganza, circa the 60s by way of tomorrow. This song is so catchy and fun and just ready for a party. The perfect song for a kiss-off mix-tape. And check the video so you see the whole package: matching outfits and dance moves. They are on Memphis Industries with other bands like Dungen, Go! Team and El Perro Del Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Pipettes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5XDVXB0JDL/01+Your+kisses+are+wasted+on+me.mp3"&gt;"Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the video you can find on the label's &lt;a href="http://www.memphis-industries.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, just go to the Pipettes page and scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their &lt;a href="http://www.thepipettes.co.uk/"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt;. And more songs can be found on &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/thepipettes"&gt;My Space&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114287794461647709?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114287794461647709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114287794461647709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114287794461647709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114287794461647709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-kisses-are-wasted-on-me-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114261336317899961</id><published>2006-03-17T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T08:36:03.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2537/2467/1600/sia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2537/2467/200/sia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A Quickie: Sia Sings Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post. Yep, this is Sia doing "Paranoid Android." Don't know how I feel about it. It's from an upcoming CD called "Exit Music: Songs for Radio Heads" that releases April 18th. I think I prefer the Christopher O'Riley piano / instrumental covers as far as Radiohead covers go. I can view it as an experiment though. Her voice and what I like about it (the fragility mostly) doesn't really mesh with the chamber-music-ness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sia, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8IWFVYZ904/11+Paranoid+Android.mp3"&gt;"Paranoid Android"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Sia at &lt;a href="http://www.siamusic.net/home/"&gt;SiaMusic.net&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000EJ9N32/sr=8-1/qid=1142612908/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-1008614-4383160?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Pre-order&lt;/a&gt; this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exit Music&lt;/span&gt; CD at Amazon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114261336317899961?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114261336317899961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114261336317899961&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114261336317899961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114261336317899961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/quickie-sia-sings-radiohead-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114253467030022089</id><published>2006-03-16T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:44:30.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/petrabill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/petrabill.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petra Haden is now Jack B.'s Sister in Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, just an excuse to post on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petra Haden&lt;/span&gt;. She's arguably the most interesting of the triplets (not that we need to compare, that's her parents' job - ha ha), what with her a capella Petra Haden Sings: Who Sell Out record and the Frisell collaboration (that's them in the picture). And I guess I hard heard this but couldn't exactly recall when: in 2000 she was in a coma after being hit by a car. She's obviously come out of it stronger and sassier than ever. She's a violin-playing / singing member of the Rentals and the Decemberists as well. OK, on with the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Petra Haden &amp; Bill Frisell, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8AVMJDKT0R/09+i+believe.mp3"&gt;"I Believe"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Petra Haden, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8AVMJDKT0R/Thriller.mp3"&gt;"Thriller"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Petra Haden, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8AVMJDKT0R/God_Only_Knows.mp3"&gt;"God Only Knows"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Petra Haden, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8AVMJDKT0R/08+I+Can*27t+Reach+You.mp3"&gt;"I Can't Reach You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find more at Petra Haden's &lt;a href="http://www.petrahadenmusic.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/ref=br_ss_hs/104-1008614-4383160?search-alias=aps&amp;amp;keywords=petra%20haden"&gt;Buy&lt;/a&gt; her music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114253467030022089?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114253467030022089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114253467030022089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114253467030022089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114253467030022089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/petra-haden-is-now-jack-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114237346062472117</id><published>2006-03-14T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:01:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/loosefur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/loosefur.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I Heart Jeff Tweedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you know me, or have read me, you knew that already. About a month ago many of the blogs were showcasing the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loose Fur&lt;/span&gt; tunes. Yikes, I missed 'em. So I found the song "The Ruling Class" yesterday and well, yee-haw. I heard that one when I saw Jeff solo last month. Sooooo good. Cuz he's back jack, smoking crack. Who? Oh. From the upcoming CD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Born Again in the USA&lt;/span&gt;. Another tune, "Hey Chicken" is floating around too, as is a "video" for it (really just lots of Power Ranger clips). See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Loose Fur, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/1BQBQYNUYK/02+The+Ruling+Class.mp3"&gt;"The Ruling Class"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose Fur, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.dragcity.com/bands/loosefur.html"&gt; "Hey Chicken" (video)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a complement to yesterday's indie girl folk Tanya Lee post, I thought I would throw out an ol SF Seals tune with the lovely Barbara Manning. I think it goes along nicely with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SF Seals, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/1QI9ZKBOVD/1-22+Still_+-+SF+Seals.mp3"&gt;"Still"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anybody hear the Ben Folds tune "Landed" on a Hilton commercial? Hmm. Check out more Loose Fur on &lt;a href="http://dragcity.com/dragcity.html"&gt;Drag City&lt;/a&gt;. And of course, you can find Wilco at &lt;a href="http://wilcoworld.net/"&gt;WilcoWorld.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114237346062472117?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114237346062472117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114237346062472117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114237346062472117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114237346062472117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-heart-jeff-tweedy-but-if-you-know-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114228141564121811</id><published>2006-03-13T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:25:04.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/badboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/badboy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bad Boys and Good Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya Lee Stone's book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bad Boy Can Be Good For A Girl&lt;/span&gt; came out a month or two ago. It's a book in verse about a jock and the girls who have crushed on him, or worse, and how they leave behind messages, words of wisdom and such, in the back of the library's copy of Judy Blume's famous "Forever." Genius, right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Tanya for some musical notes to go with the book. She listed off  two handfuls of artists, all women, that they played at the book's release party and said a playlist featuring those very women would be the ideal soundtrack to the book. So I've picked a few songs by a few of her artists of choice and the rest have links below. Thanks Tanya! Now go get her book and read along to these tunes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Liz Phair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/1QI9ZKBOVD/Little+Digger.mp3"&gt;"Little Digger"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (live on KCRW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Liz Phair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/1QI9ZKBOVD/2-12+Stuck+On+An+Island+-+Liz+Phair.mp3"&gt;"Stuck on an Island"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fiona Apple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/60Y0YMPVDG/02+Red*2C+Red*2C+Red.mp3"&gt;"Red, Red, Red"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ani Di Franco, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.righteousbabe.com/ani/educated_guess/ani_origami_64kbps.mp3"&gt;"Origami"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Carole King, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/60Y0YMPVDG/1-08+Smackwater+Jack.mp3"&gt;"Smackwater Jack"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (Live in the Living Room - although not my living room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Check out this fabulous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://pdl.stream.aol.com/aol/us/aolmusic/artists/sony/fionaapple/fionaapple_notaboutlove_3n49fijf_dl.mov"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; from Miss Apple for "Not About Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.prefixmag.com/video/F/Fiona-Apple/Oh-Well-The-Late-Late-Show/26"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; her on Craig Ferguson's Late Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other artists that Tanya Lee Stone digs: &lt;a href="http://www.jonimitchell.com/"&gt;Joni Mitchell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bonnieraitt.com/"&gt;Bonnie Raitt&lt;/a&gt; (who lists her favorite CDs of late, love that!), &lt;a href="http://www.roches.com/"&gt;The Roches&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sherylcrow.com/main/"&gt;Sheryl Crow&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.darwilliams.com/"&gt;Dar Williams&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.indigogirls.com/"&gt;Indigo Girls&lt;/a&gt;. And she's a Broadway lover too! She's a fan of &lt;a href="http://www.idinamenzel.com/"&gt;Idina Menzel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/creators/shows/2004/mcdonald.html"&gt;Audra McDonald&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.leasalonga.com/"&gt;Lea Salonga&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.broadwaystars.com/judykuhn/"&gt;Judy Kuhn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Bad Boy Can Be Good For A Girl&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0385747020/sr=8-1/qid=1142279701/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-1644915-8806320?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114228141564121811?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114228141564121811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114228141564121811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114228141564121811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114228141564121811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/bad-boys-and-good-girls-tanya-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114202827096826679</id><published>2006-03-10T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:04:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/earl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/earl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Songs About Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hurting from a headache from h-e-l-l, so excuse my late-half-post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; my whining. This one is random for sure, but I am posting songs that have boy names as the titles. Famous boy names to be exact. I didn't cover boy songs that don't have boy names as the titles such as "Just Like Anyone" by Aimee Mann which I believe is about Jeff Buckley or "Hey Jude" about Julian Lennon. Got to have boy names as titles. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All Girl Summer Fun Band, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/52OK3G9CYJ/04+Jason+Lee.mp3"&gt;"Jason Lee"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/52OK3G9CYJ/03-gorillaz-bill_murray-jrp.mp3"&gt;"Bill Murray"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bree Sharp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/52OK3G9CYJ/07+David+Duchovny.mp3"&gt;"David Duchovny"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know any others? How about songs about famous women? Have a great weekend, see you Monday, same place. I will have artists picked by the lovely writer Tanya Lee Stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114202827096826679?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114202827096826679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114202827096826679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114202827096826679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114202827096826679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/songs-about-boys-im-still-hurting-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114187440598574736</id><published>2006-03-08T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:20:06.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/like.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Like the Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who writes for teens and loves music, I'm so intruigued with the girls of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Like&lt;/span&gt;. I think they would make fantastic subjects for a novel. Tennessee, Charlotte and Z, daughters of rock Men, with their coy hipster stances and saucy lyrics. Anywho, I have their two older EP CDs which are now out of print. Each one features a song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; on their first official release, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are You Thinking What I'm Thinking?&lt;/span&gt; And so here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Like, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/622FYRTU18/02+End+Of+An+Era.mp3"&gt;"End of an Era"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Like, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/622FYRTU18/03+27+Days.mp3"&gt;"27 Days"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000ALM4FS/qid=1141874048/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/104-1644915-8806320?s=music&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=5174"&gt;purchase&lt;/a&gt; the Like's Geffen release. And/or you can visit the band's site by clicking... &lt;a href="http://ilikethelike.com/"&gt;now&lt;/a&gt;. They ave video up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, my &lt;a href="http://www.iwannabooks.com/"&gt;I WANNA books.com&lt;/a&gt; site is now up (although a few things are still coming soon.) But you can pre-order my June-release books. Hint, hint. Come to think of it, you can buy my classic tome, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Day: 365 Things to Do, Make and Ponder&lt;/span&gt; by sending me $10. That includes shipping. The thing sold for more than that in the bookstores, so hey, it's a bargain. Email me if you are interested. The Marketing &amp;amp; Sales meeting is over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114187440598574736?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114187440598574736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114187440598574736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114187440598574736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114187440598574736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-like-as-someone-who-writes-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114175452070178497</id><published>2006-03-07T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T10:16:38.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/pursuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/pursuit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guest List: The Pursuit of Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this is the name of a pretty good CD by the Weekend Players, it's more importantly (to me, to Tara) the name of a new YA book by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tara Altebrando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. And she has graciously agreed to give us a little sneak peek inside the book by way of some music that inspired her work. This book actually releases today! So &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1416513280/ref=sr_11_1/104-1644915-8806320?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;go&lt;/a&gt; pick it up. Hit it, Tara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;First, a little bit about The Pursuit of Happiness (MTV Books). It's about Betsy Irving, a teenage girl who's working at a colonial village, dressing up as a farm girl. Her mother has just died and her boyfriend has just dumped her. She thinks she's going to have the worst summer of her life but thanks to Liza, an oddball who works at the village, and James, a lanky surfer who works there, too, things don't turn out quite so badly. Liza introduces Betsy to the local beach party scene, and James, who's apprenticing at the carpenter's shop, starts to carve Betsy things out of wood. Inspired by him and by an art exhibit at the village, Betsy also discovers her own gift for silhouette art--cutting shapes out of black paper. I won't give away what happens between her and James...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So: I always have music playing when I'm writing and when I was working on "The Pursuit of Happiness," I probably listened to "Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots" by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt; around 500 times. The whole mood of the book is dependent on that record's melancholy and drama. I think the song that stood out most was "Do You Realize?"; its lyrics can knock the wind out of you. There's one line: "Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die?" It's heavy stuff but it's so beautiful. James plays this song for Betsy in one scene and the moment solidifies everything she thinks she's feeling for him. I think that when someone plays you a song they love and you love it, too, it's very powerful. I wanted to try to capture that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;'s "The Joshua Tree" was probably the CD I played second most often when writing. That record came out the year my own mother died--like Betsy, I was sixteen--and to this day I can't listen to it without getting chills. I think the opening lyrics of "Where the Streets Have No Name" pretty much sum up what Betsy's going through: "I want to run, I want to hide, I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside." She's being forced to deal with this huge adult thing but she's a teenager and all she really wants to do is BE, or figure out who she's going to be without everyone's expectations weighing on her.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Other influences or just cool songs that I think "go with" the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"IOU" by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metric&lt;/span&gt;. This song is all Liza. She has a kind of edge that Betsy only wishes she had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thirteen" by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Star&lt;/span&gt;. Really sums up all the longing and frustration of young love. You want to run away with someone and spend every second with them but you can't--your parents won't let you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"Take You Home" by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dutch Kills&lt;/span&gt;. Before I met my husband, Nick, I'd heard his band, Dutch Kills. I once spent a week at the Jersey Shore, where "The Pursuit of Happiness" is set, listening to "Take You Home" obsessively while sitting on the beach. I'd just been dumped by my boyfriend and I would listen to this song and wish that I would meet someone who could write a song like it--a romantic. I met Nick soon after that, and now we're married. Whenever I hear "Take You Home" now it reminds me of our first weeks of dating, how exciting and terrifying they were. I think Betsy's experiencing a lot of that with James. I'd LOVE to be able to play you another song of theirs, "Godspeed," a seriously gorgeous song about letting go that I listened to a lot when I was writing, but it's only a demo. The band's recording it for real now so I'll let you know when it's done!&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, "The Pursuit of Happiness" is a summer book. There are parties and roller coasters and surf boards; the sun does actually shine. I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Strokes&lt;/span&gt; are a great summer band. They make you want to drive somewhere with the windows down. "Last Night" is a particular favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; So thanks for listening and I hope you'll check out the book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flaming Lips, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3YD4DQ6FFP/track+2+_Yoshimi+Battles+Pink+Robots_.mp3"&gt;"Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KCRW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Flaming Lips, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3YD4DQ6FFP/track+3+_Do+You+Realize__.mp3"&gt;"Do You Realize?"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KCRW, too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;U2, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3YD4DQ6FFP/Where+the+Streets+Have+No+Name.mp3"&gt;"Where the Streets Have No Name"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Metric, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3YD4DQ6FFP/IOU.mp3"&gt;"IOU"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Big Star, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3YD4DQ6FFP/04+Thirteen.mp3"&gt;"Thirteen"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dutch Kills, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7TEC040KFE/Take+You+Home.mp3"&gt;"Take You Home"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Strokes, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/7TEC040KFE/13+Last+Nite.mp3"&gt;"Last Night"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*And for more Dutch Kills songs, check out their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.dutchkills.com/dksongs.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, they have loads for download.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Tara regarding the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000068PQ0/sr=8-1/qid=1141755327/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-1644915-8806320?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Flaming Lips LP&lt;/a&gt;. I think it captures such a vivid, three-dimensional feeling from beginning to end. Anyway,&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1416513280/ref=sr_11_1/104-1644915-8806320?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; her book today. Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.taraaltebrando.com/"&gt;her website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. And her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.myspace.com/taraaltebrando"&gt;My Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; page. And fyi, she is also known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tara McCarthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Tara McCarthy who wrote the siamese twin pop star book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love Will Tear Us Apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! Buy that one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1416503242/qid=1141753738/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/104-1644915-8806320?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114175452070178497?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114175452070178497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114175452070178497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114175452070178497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114175452070178497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/guest-list-pursuit-of-happiness-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114166522573699681</id><published>2006-03-06T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:29:15.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/busy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/busy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;They Didn't Even Make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; Cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I loved about the Oscars: Jon Stewart, even though he told stupid, canned Bruce Vilanch-penned jokes, Lily Tomlin, even though she did stupid, canned Bruce-Vilanch-penned schtick with Meryl Streep, Michelle Williams' gorgeous yellow dress and striking red lips and glamorous hair and stunning necklace and the fact that she must have given her extra seat to her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/span&gt; bud, Busy Philipps, so that bitchin Busy Philipps (of the best show, ever, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks &amp; Geeks&lt;/span&gt;) had a betta seat than the nominated Steven Speilberg, and later today I will Google "busy philipps + front row + oscar" and see who her date was (courtesy of Heath's extra seat, obviously) cause he looked familiar and lastly, Larry McMurtry's jeans (oh, and Jon's promise to wear overalls next year; see how much funnier he is when he's ad-libbing?) George Clooney's speech was reasonable and made me chuckle on the "Sexiest man Alive, dead of a freak accident" comment and was seemingly heartfelt as he mentioned the other actors in the category and talked movie history but overall, a boring night. No one even made me cry and it is soooo easy to make me cry. Everyone seemed to be in "actor" mode, as opposed to real people mode and well, it was snooze-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of Michelle Williams looking so beautiful and bringing along Busy Philipps, I have posted a few tracks that were heard on Dawson's Creek so long ago. Now these songs have made me cry. Why couldn't the Oscars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Season Three, the best season:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rilo Kiley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8U4PFYH2Q7/04+85.mp3"&gt;"85"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rilo Kiley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8U4PFYH2Q7/Rilo+Kiley+-+Frug.mp3"&gt;"Frug"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Season Six, the suckiest season:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Beth Orton, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8U4PFYH2Q7/10+Thinking+About+Tomorrow.mp3"&gt;"Thinking About Tomorrow"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien Rice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8U4PFYH2Q7/blowers+daughter-live*28carsondaly*29.mp3"&gt;"Blower's Daughter"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; (This version is live, from Carson Daly show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can get your Real Audio player to work (I cannot), go to &lt;a href="http://dawsonscreekmusic.com/specials/chartunes/"&gt;DawsonsCreekMusic.com&lt;/a&gt; to hear Busy, aka Audrey, sing in her fake band and even hear lil' Joey Potter (nee' the I'll-Never-Be-Mrs.-Cruise) belt a tune out or two. Oh, and I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fixed my subscription thingy, so if you subscribed.... you should hear about it shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114166522573699681?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114166522573699681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114166522573699681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114166522573699681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114166522573699681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/they-didnt-even-make-me-cry-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114141409036950876</id><published>2006-03-03T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:28:10.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/finches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/finches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Finches Bliss Me Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lurking around various audioblogs for awhile now and it's been fabulous for picking up alternate versions of songs, new mixes, live stuff... all of bands I know and love already. There is plenty on them about bands I haven't heard of, but generally, and I don't know if this is the record store snob in me coming out, I just haven't connected with them. With a few exceptions. And this here is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Finches&lt;/span&gt; are a band of two out of San Francisco and I adore everything I've heard thus far. Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs (c'mon, that's a good name!) has the most charming voice and it sounds lover-ly next to Aaron Morgan's. I don't know much about 'em, but I tell you, when my iPod is looking to bliss me out, it heads straight for "The Road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Finches, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.finchesmusic.com/mp3s/TheRoad.mp3"&gt;"The Road"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Finches, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.finchesmusic.com/mp3s/Daniels_Song.mp3"&gt;"Daniel's Song"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name? I have mixed feelings. We had so many finches when I was young, my mother was obsessed with them and had them in tiny bamboo cages dangling from within a ginormous macrame wall divider. The things would tweet all day, all night. And when one got sick, they all got sick and died mass birdy deaths. And then we'd start all over again. But the band, I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greatly encourage you to explore them on your own— start with their &lt;a href="http://www.finchesmusic.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and then head to their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thefinches"&gt;My Space&lt;/a&gt; page. You can buy their six-song EP for &lt;a href="http://www.finchesmusic.com/html/goods.html"&gt;seven dollars&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114141409036950876?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114141409036950876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114141409036950876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114141409036950876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114141409036950876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/finches-bliss-me-out-ive-been-lurking.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114123442429891353</id><published>2006-03-01T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:38:34.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/nicknorah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/nicknorah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Rachel Cohn Spins Tracks From Her Latest "Playlist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so darn elated to have Rachel Cohn, music lover and YA author, on board today. She has this new book coming out with David Levithan called, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nick &amp; Norah's Infinite Playlist&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so eager to read this one and the following only intensifies that desire. See, Rachel has graciously passed on her "soundtrack" for the book, along with the corresponding defining moments and emotions. I've posted MP3s for ten or so, the list is far too long to post 'em all, plus where is the joy if I take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of the hunt out of the process.  So first, let's get the book's set up and then to the songs, from Rachel herself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The book is about two 18 year old straight edge New Jersey kids, both obsessed with music, who meet at a punk club in Manhattan one night, and the book follows their adventures in the city across that one night. Anyone wanting a further secret preview to the book &lt;/span&gt;(which comes out this May)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can read into the song choices below. I'm very partial to R&amp;B and honky-tonk - David's playlist for Nick &amp;amp; Norah would probably be much more indie punk/alternative. But we're both suckers for great songwriting, no matter the musical style. And so, my NN playlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;, "Come Fly with Me" (for Nick, Hoboken boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marshall Crenshaw&lt;/span&gt;, "Rockin' Around in NYC" (for their once-in-a-lifetime night wandering around Manhattan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Jam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/VPYJ8JNXR/01+In+The+City.mp3"&gt;"In the City"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (same as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cure&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/VPYJ8JNXR/Pictures+of+You.mp3"&gt;"Pictures of You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (for Nick, wondering what exactly the "cure" is for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Smiths&lt;/span&gt;, "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now" (for Norah, who thinks their date is tanking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abba&lt;/span&gt;, "Take A Chance On Me" (for Nick's breakup desolation mix - and Norah's appreciation of his song selection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinead O'Connor&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/VPYJ8JNXR/07+I+Want+Your+*28+Hands+On+Me+*29.mp3"&gt;"I Want Your (Hands on Me)"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(for Nick &amp; Norah's chemistry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beastie Boys&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/VPYJ8JNXR/Triple+Trouble+*28Explicit*29.mp3"&gt;"Triple Trouble"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (for their foul mouths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kasey Chambers&lt;/span&gt;, "Still Feeling Blue" (mostly just cuz I like this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;, "American Idiot" (for Nick &amp; Norah's politics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;, "Hurt" (for when the night isn't going so well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rufus w/ Chaka Khan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/VPYJ8JNXR/Ain*27t+Nothing+But+A+Maybe.mp3"&gt;"Ain't Nothin' But a Maybe"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (does he/she like me, or what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucinda Williams&lt;/span&gt;, "Something About What Happens When We Talk" (for the high Norah feels when talking through the night with Nick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ted Hawkins&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4WWKXH9ZBI/14+All+I+Have+To+Offer+You+Is+Me.mp3"&gt;"All I Have To Offer You Is Me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (purely romantic song that I adore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toshi Reagon&lt;/span&gt;, "This Moment" (same as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyz II Men&lt;/span&gt;, "Uhh Ahh" (for when things get naughty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eva Cassidy&lt;/span&gt;, "Early Morning Rain" (same as above, though really only the song title fits - the song itself, kinda sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rosanne Cash&lt;/span&gt;, "Fire of the Newly Alive" (for unexpectedly meeting that one amazing person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elvis Costello&lt;/span&gt;, "You Belong to Me" ('nuff said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shuggie Otis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4WWKXH9ZBI/12+Ice+Cold+Daydream.mp3"&gt;"Ice Cold Daydream"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (for the ice room scene - and because I love Shuggie Otis on any playlist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astaire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bmi.com/podcast/200505/media/astaire_lllove.mp3"&gt;"L-L-Love"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (fun pop song, title says it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jill Scott&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4WWKXH9ZBI/Gimme.mp3"&gt;"Gimme"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (again, title says it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tony Toni Tone&lt;/span&gt;, "Let's Get Down" (for Toni the Playboygirl bouncer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aretha Franklin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4WWKXH9ZBI/Something+He+Can+Feel.mp3"&gt;"Something He Can Feel"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(what Thom says Norah can do for Nick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;, "Something" (the only Beatles song Norah claims is any good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt;, "Punk Boy" (for punk boy Nick and his boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le Tigre&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/4WWKXH9ZBI/My+My+Metrocard.mp3"&gt;"My My Metrocard"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (song Nick &amp; Norah sing together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merle Haggard&lt;/span&gt;, "Always Wanting You" (song Norah hears in the cab that makes her cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel points out that the list could go on infinitely. I have to say, this is a great playlist even without the narrative and I can't wait to connect the dots. Pre-order her and David's book on &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/62-0375835318-0"&gt;Powells Books' site&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0375935312/ref=sr_11_1/104-1644915-8806320?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;. Rachel Cohn has written &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gingerbread&lt;/span&gt;, and it's follow up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shrimp&lt;/span&gt;. She has written &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Steps&lt;/span&gt; and it's just released follow-up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Two Steps Forward&lt;/span&gt;. And she's the author of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pop Princess&lt;/span&gt;. She's one of my all-time favorites. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114123442429891353?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114123442429891353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114123442429891353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114123442429891353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114123442429891353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/03/rachel-cohn-spins-tracks-from-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114109341942113080</id><published>2006-02-27T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:48:08.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/feist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/feist2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Live (or Remixed) &lt;strike&gt;Nude&lt;/strike&gt; Girls, Pt. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well I said I was going to upload a few more live tunes what? Last week. But then I heard from Jodi and well, I had to do me a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peaches&lt;/span&gt;-post. Now, I have heard from the wondrous &lt;a href="http://www.rachelcohn.com/"&gt;Rachel Cohn&lt;/a&gt; (seriously, I LOVED &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gingerbread &lt;/span&gt;and she has a new one coming soon with writer David Levithan and... well wait. More on that tomorrow, including mp3s!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to today. Four gorgeous songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how Leslie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feist&lt;/span&gt; can look like an angular, masculine Patti Smith type from one angle and a gorgeous French model from another, like one of those Cracker Jack prizes. I also love her voice and I really love how one of her songs can sound so wildly different depending on the day. For instance, I've heard this song's album cut, I've heard it slowed down and acoustic on one of the late night shows and I've heard it danced up in a remix and each time, sounds like a different song. I've posted the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stars&lt;/span&gt;, I had a few friends who HATED them, probably all the hype surrounding this Canadian band (hey, Feist is Canadian too... I didn't plan that.) But here's the deal: this song pops up on my iPod or my iTunes shuffle A LOT and every time I stop. I listen. I am overcome by the very real and simply beauty of it. This remix does it total justice and I don't care that it was hyped a muncha buncha. It's worth it. Oh and if you go &lt;a href="http://www.arts-crafts.ca/stars/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, to their label's website, it will take you to video of them on Irish Tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keren Ann&lt;/span&gt; looks a little like Leslie Feist, if the room was dim, but that's neither here nor there. Her songs are mostly great French-y background sounds for a slinky night at home. In a dim room come to think of it. Same for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat Power&lt;/span&gt;. I just never was this huge fan, but I really dig her latest CD, "The Greatest." This isn't from that. It's a John Peel cut of her doing Oasis. Well not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; Oasis, but. Oh never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Feist, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9BEUKPKKZ3/One+Evening+VVremix.mp3"&gt;"One Evening" VV Remix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9BEUKPKKZ3/01+Ageless+Beauty+*28Most+Serene+Remix*29.mp3"&gt;"Ageless Beauty"(Most Serene Remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keren Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9BEUKPKKZ3/06_Its_Always_You.mp3"&gt;"It's Always You"&lt;/a&gt; (Live)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cat Power, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9BEUKPKKZ3/Wonderwall.mp3"&gt;"Wonderwall"&lt;/a&gt; (Peel Sessions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things I want to say today. First, &lt;a href="http://www.somevelvetblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Velvet Blog&lt;/a&gt; has got some cool tunes for your downloading pleasure. Late 80s - early 90s stalwarts Matthew Sweet and Bangle Susanna Hoffs have teamed up for a CD of covers called, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under the Covers Volume 1&lt;/span&gt;. It's due out April 18th and SVB has the Neil Young cover, "Everybody Know's This is Nowhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo &amp;amp; Dirk over at &lt;a href="http://morethanmilk.blogspot.com/"&gt;More than Milk&lt;/a&gt; have a few really fabulous postings from the weekend: some more Keren Ann, Sufjan Steven's outtakes and a few Brazillian Girls remixes. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like everything &lt;a href="http://indiegirlsflykites.blogspot.com/"&gt;Indie Girls Fly Kites&lt;/a&gt; are doing. It's random in a truly random way. That was not so eloquent. Just check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I was away this weekend with a gaggle of girlfriends and one extra lovely one told me about her pal Dax Pierson who was a buyer at Amoeba and keyboardist for band Subtle. He was in a bad van accident and pretty badly paralyzed. My pal went on to tell me how rocking ROCKING Amoeba has been: raising money for their beloved employee, taking care of all insurance BS, buying him a van, flying friends in to visit him and more. That's more than enough to make me wanna shop there so, if you live in the Bay Area or LA, I suggest you spend your hard earned CD-devoted cash there. To read about it all, hit their &lt;a href="http://www.amoebamusic.com/www.amoebamusic.com2/html/home.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114109341942113080?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114109341942113080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114109341942113080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114109341942113080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114109341942113080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/live-or-remixed-nude-girls-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114073285173008735</id><published>2006-02-23T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T10:36:32.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/peaches2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/peaches2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;If I Had My Way, I'd Read Peaches Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that Presidents of American song from a handful of years back? I used to think of that everytime I smelled a peach. Now I think of Jodi Lynn Anderson's book, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Peaches&lt;/span&gt;. It's a mighty fine read filled with fabulous girl characters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Jodi enjoys music quite a bit and so I asked her if any songs inspired her while she was writing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peaches&lt;/span&gt;. She said yes! So here is her answer and you can hear/download the songs below. I can't thank you enough Jodi... I just love the relationship between song and story and you've further illustrated the connection and process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Each of my characters usually reminds me of a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Leeda reminds me of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura Veirs&lt;/span&gt; song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Spelunking&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, I don't know if you've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; heard it but I love it for Leeda because of this bit that talks about how if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; someone looked inside her they'd see fish without eyes and bats with their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; heads hanging down to the ground, you know, all albinoey and stuff, and I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like Leeda, or at least what I want Leeda to be, is someone who feels cavelike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -- who doesn't really know where her center is, she is sort of all these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; caverns inside that aren't filled up, because she's never been loved very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; openly or unconditionally -- just kind of repressively and remotely/politely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Birdie, in the second book, but as an extension of the first book, reminds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tracy Chapman&lt;/span&gt; song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;She's Got Her Ticket&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -- because Birdie has tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to do all these things (fall in love with a migrant worker, and in the second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; book, to branch away from home) but you don't know if she'll use it -- and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; song is a very soft, tropical sounding song, and Birdie is soft and sort of has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this tropical lushness about her (her body, her sweetness). And actually, what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; inspired me to do the sequel at all was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruce Springsteen&lt;/span&gt; song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Thunder&lt;font&gt; Road&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I was lying in bed with it going through my head and just hurting over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the story of the song, and suddenly it seemed, that was Murphy's song -- that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; she spends so much of her life wishing to get out of this town that contains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; her - but when she has the chance (when she graduates) will she do it? In the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; song you feel like they so desperately need to go, but that they never will --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that they can't escape their upbringing, you know? And there's the element of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Murphy and Rex being in love - and what do they do if Murphy's only chance to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really survive is to leave him and Bridgewater, but there's also this thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that Murphy thinks he's the only guy there is -- because all the other ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; have let her down so much -- it could be years or never before she finds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; someone like that again. It's a gamble for her in every way, and it's this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thing calling her out of town and away from ghosts, I guess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Laura Veirs, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9CZFWXN3X1/Spelunking.mp3"&gt;"Spelunking"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tracy Chapman, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9CZFWXN3X1/She*27s+Got+Her+Ticket.mp3"&gt;"She's Got A Ticket"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bruce Springsteen, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/9CZFWXN3X1/Thunder+Road.mp3"&gt;"Thunder Road"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody has also written another fabulous book recently, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0689869231/qid=1140732345/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/104-0890514-1280766?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;May Bird and the Ever After: Book One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. You can (and should) buy that one and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0060733055/qid=1140732345/sr=2-2/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_2/104-0890514-1280766?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Peaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at Amazon.com or some other fine indie establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month I'll bring you Ned Vizzini's musical inspiration for his latest (which I have in my hands), "It's Kind of a Funny Story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114073285173008735?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114073285173008735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114073285173008735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114073285173008735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114073285173008735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-i-had-my-way-id-read-peaches.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-114020262261524462</id><published>2006-02-17T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:04:06.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/JEM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/JEM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Live Nude Girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe not nude, but if we were talking a metaphorical sense then maybe but well, no. Maybe I got your attention though? It's weird writing to no one. Anyone. No, no one is more like it. So I have posted here a handful of songs, all live, all by girls, none nude while recording or at least I don't think so and they're all out there and maybe even dare I say common, but who cares, I like 'em. Tomorrow, if I'm up to it, or Monday if I'm not, I'll post some more, perhaps less common or known girl singers and call it part two. Oh and I want it on record that I'm not a big &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dido&lt;/span&gt; fan and I am definitely not a big James Taylor fan (too much of it as a youngster I dare say) but the two together, well not JT himself, but his song, the two together are quite sweet and loveable. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tegan &amp; Sara&lt;/span&gt; track has grown on me and this version, while not um, genius or anything, well the stripped NAKEDNESS of it all fits the song's content, which I do just love. Simple and straightforward and truthful-ly. I feel like I can't go wrong with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sia&lt;/span&gt;, unless of course I'm feeling happy and want to continue to feel happy because whoa, she takes me down a few notches, but in that feels good to wallow way. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jem&lt;/span&gt;? Days of good, days of bad. Today I like-y. Tomorrow, probably not. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tegan and Sara, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8H0U6KPHXH/01+You+Wouldn*27t+Like+Me.mp3"&gt;"You Wouldn't Like Me"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KEXP)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dido, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8H0U6KPHXH/fire+and+rain.mp3"&gt;"Fire &amp; Rain"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KCRW)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8H0U6KPHXH/Bully+v.1.mp3"&gt;"Bully"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KCRW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jem, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8H0U6KPHXH/jem+flying+high.mp3"&gt;"Flying High"&lt;/a&gt; (live on KCRW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;PS- Not that anyone is asking, but the Tweedy show was quite wonderful on many levels. My daughter went to sleep for the babysitter, most importantly, allowing me to relax in my cushy theater chair and take in the Jeff. He opened with "Sunken Treasure" as I have heard he's been doing this whole tour and it shattered the original to bits, just long, thoughtful, drawn out simplicity that makes your hairs stand on end. The band in my last manuscript is named Sunken Treasure so what a treat. And from there, it only got betta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-114020262261524462?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/114020262261524462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=114020262261524462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114020262261524462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/114020262261524462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/live-nude-girls-okay-maybe-not-nude.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113960075711960226</id><published>2006-02-10T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:48:35.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/jntweedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/jntweedy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Only 1 day, 9 hours and 25 minutes till Tweedy-Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff Tweedy&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!! Now my friends could tell you how momentous this actually is, not because I’m seeing Jeff Tweedy or because I love Jeff Tweedy, which I do, but because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going out&lt;/span&gt;. With my husband. Doesn't happen all that much. Kid thing. I've seen him many times but not solo yet and well this is at Spreckles, a lovely theater with fold-down movie seats. Anyhow. Wanna know why I like Jeff Tweedy so? Too bad, I'm gonna tell you anyway. Some of the same reasons I love Jenny Lewis of yesterday's post. Story telling. You know, what must it have been like for Jeff back in the Uncle Tupelo days, here he is in this band with Jay Farrar who has like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; voice. A thick furry voice that you could pick out of 100, effortlessly. And Tweedy maybe wants to sing but hello, he's sitting next to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; voice. But now fast forward a zillion years later and Jay Farrar still has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; voice. And well I'm bored with that voice because it sounds like it did eons ago. Just the same. (My husband would disagree.) But Jeff Tweedy? He’s been everywhere and so has his voice. And now he's got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; voice, for me. And it's ever changing and moving and caressing and spitting and the man can write a song. To me he is the torch bearer of American musical innovation. Man that sounds so dorky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jeff Tweedy, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/265RMP3I2I/05+When+the+Roses+Bloom+Again.mp3"&gt;"When the Roses Bloom Again" &lt;/a&gt;from the Chelsea Walls soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/265RMP3I2I/01+Another+Man+Done+Gone.mp3"&gt;"Another Man Done Gone"&lt;/a&gt; live on KCRW 05&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/265RMP3I2I/01+Be+Not+So+Fearful+*28Take+Two*29.mp3"&gt;"Be Not So Fearful"&lt;/a&gt; live on KCRW 05&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/265RMP3I2I/Less+than+you+Think.mp3"&gt;"Less Than You Think"&lt;/a&gt; live from 03&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilco, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/265RMP3I2I/Handshake+drugs.mp3"&gt;"Handshake Drugs"&lt;/a&gt; from the Enhanced EP (a slower version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy Wilco everywhere. Check out their site, &lt;a href="http://www.wilcoworld.net/"&gt;Wilcoworld.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113960075711960226?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113960075711960226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113960075711960226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113960075711960226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113960075711960226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-1-day-9-hours-and-25-minutes-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113955078151300214</id><published>2006-02-09T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:51:15.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/060118_music_jennylewis_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/060118_music_jennylewis_250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Everyone’s Talking 'Bout Jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I want to too. Because even though the leaks were all over the internet and even though the CD is now out, the fact remains, you may still not own this CD. And well, pardon my forwardness, but you should. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenny Lewis&lt;/span&gt;, of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rilo Kiley&lt;/span&gt;, is like to me, the ultimate rock chick. I could tell you its her brain or her voice or her legs or even her weird foray into childhood acting, but STOP. The best thing about her, the very best thing is her story telling and I simply don't care if she's telling stories about herself that are true or otherwise or about someone else entirely. I don’t even care if she's telling someone else's story. She's a ravenous, take-no-prisoners gut-punching storyteller and when those words ride out on a candy stream (and at times gritty as it needs to be) well then it’s time to grab a drink and kick back and let her just go at ya. The new "solo" CD (well with Watson Twins and various friends along for the ride, and wouldn't you want to jump on that hay truck?) is lover-ly. It's full of more sad tales of reflection and missed opportunities and bad choices and some good ones and it's as wondrous as it should be. One more reason I like her so: she has that devil/angel thing down pat and the bold dichotomy comes through with every whisper, every note. So to honor last week's release, a few odd tracks with Jenny. Oh and Elvis Costello said of "Does He Love You?" that it was one of the best songs, ever. I agree. So here is that too, just because we should listen to it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jenny Lewis &amp; The Watson Twins, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/JSFFRAPH8/Jenny+Lewis+with+The+Watson+Twins+--+Paradise.mp3"&gt;"Paradise"&lt;/a&gt; (from a 7”s split single)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Lewis, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/JSFFRAPH8/You+Are+What+You+Love+*28Live*29.mp3"&gt;"You Are What You Love"&lt;/a&gt; live&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rilo Kiley, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/JSFFRAPH8/02+Does+He+Love+You_.m4a"&gt;"Does He Love You?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a bonus, my favorite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elected&lt;/span&gt; song in a live version,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Elected, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/JSFFRAPH8/Greetings+in+Braille+*28Live*29.mp3"&gt;"Greetings in Braille"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now buy Jenny's CD, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000CQQHPY/sr=8-1/qid=1139550882/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-2909638-2656718?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rabbit Fur Coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, and I promise to write about music that isn't everywhere next week. But not tomorrow, because I'm going to see Jeff Tweedy and I'm gonna talk about him for awhile… starting tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113955078151300214?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113955078151300214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113955078151300214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113955078151300214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113955078151300214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/everyones-talking-bout-jenny-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113926605703491943</id><published>2006-02-06T14:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T14:47:37.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/tendertrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/tendertrap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Tender" Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two tender bands have Calvin from K Records and a cutie pop sound in common. Okay, so when I think of the characters in my latest manuscript starting a band, I think they'll sound like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heavenly&lt;/span&gt;. Heavenly is in part the lovely Amelia Fletcher, she of Talulah Gosh, Marine Research and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tender Trap&lt;/span&gt;. Born out of the ashes of Talulah Gosh in Oxford, English, Heavenly's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Jardin&lt;/span&gt; CD came out in 1991, and that's where the following track is from. 1991? To me, it sounds totally modern, completely un-dated. It's just 60s-influenced innocence with a sassy modern jingle jangle and just enough fuzz. Man I love the cutie-pop. The Tender Trap songs are from a 2004 single and find Amelia experimenting with a little electro pop sound. It's still good. I will say the song about Friendster is obviously dated, but the music isn't. Really. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tender Forever&lt;/span&gt; is the sounds of Melanie Valera, a french gal who also likes the cute-electro-pop thing. She also plays some seriously DIY pop with Valerie Hernandez under the name Squeeze Me I Squeak. I like the Tender Forever stuff betta. Dreamy without being cloying. The sounds of a a girl living in her own head. I think these songs will definitely inform my new character, a girl struggling with a very tenuous talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Heavenly, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8SHJVQNL2C/06+Smile.mp3"&gt;"Smile"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8SHJVQNL2C/03+Orange+Corduroy+Dress.mp3"&gt;"Orange Corduroy Dress"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender Trap, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8SHJVQNL2C/01+Friendster.mp3"&gt;"Friendster"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tender Trap, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/8SHJVQNL2C/01+Como+te+llamas_.mp3"&gt;"Como Te Llamas?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender Forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.krecs.com/media/audio/TF_ThenIfImWrd.mp3"&gt;"Then If I'm Weird I Want to Share"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tender Forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.takemybreathaway.net/ladyfest/TENDERFORVEVER_takeitoff.mp3"&gt;"Take It Off Now"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more info on Heavenly/Tender Trap can be found at Amelia's small &lt;a href="http://listen.to/tendertrap"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. And I love &lt;a href="http://www.artofthemix.org/FindAMix/getcontents.asp?strMixID=71051"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, someone at Art of the Mix made an Amelia Fletcher mix tape. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender Forever has a very lover-ly &lt;a href="http://www.takemybreathaway.net/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. Squeeze Me I Speak has a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/squeezemeisqueak"&gt;My Space page&lt;/a&gt; with songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113926605703491943?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113926605703491943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113926605703491943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113926605703491943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113926605703491943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/tender-bands-my-two-tender-bands-have_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113900334390473739</id><published>2006-02-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:49:03.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/cameraobscurabio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/cameraobscurabio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Poet Robert Burns' Set To Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camera Obscura&lt;/span&gt;, the Glasgow band, has been in existance since 1998. In 2004, they were asked to Radio 1 DJ legend John Peel's house (Peel Acres!) for a third time and they were asked to put music to the words of Scotland's most famous poet, Robert Burns. They did five poem/songs including Burns' "Of A' The Airts the Wind Can Blaw," otherwise known as "I Love My Jean." Apparently they enjoyed haggis with John. Anyway, they liked the songs so much they recorded them. Spain's Elefant label, which I LOVE, put out the CD and Merge licensed it in the States. The songs are lovely like pretty much all Camera Obscura stuff. A new CD is forthcoming this year and it will be titled "Underacheivers Please Try Harder." Can't wait. Meanwhile, we can enjoy these tracks from 04. Tracyanne, the singer of this band, loves comp tapes and by that I mean tapes, not CDs. Check out their site for a list of her fave songs from her fave tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Camera Obscura, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3FJXM4GQ86/01+I+Love+My+Jean.mp3"&gt;"I Love My Jean"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Camera Obscura, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/3FJXM4GQ86/01+A+Red+Red+Rose.mp3"&gt;"A Red, Red Rose"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the bands' official site &lt;a href="http://www.camera-obscura.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And I highly recc'd &lt;a href="http://www.elefant.com/"&gt;Elefant Records&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113900334390473739?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113900334390473739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113900334390473739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113900334390473739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113900334390473739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/poet-robert-burns-set-to-music-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113883321462843138</id><published>2006-02-01T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:33:43.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Good Bloggers, Good Bloggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick-thinking, quick-acting audio bloggers have a few choice cuts lurking around their sites and I thought I'd let you in on the ones I liked the most. So here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gorillavsbear.blogspot.com/"&gt;GVB&lt;/a&gt; by way of &lt;a href="http://wofsnakes.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-backup-girl.html"&gt;Watch out for Snakes&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petra Haden&lt;/span&gt; covering the Beach Boys. I love Petra Haden, will have to cover her more closer at a later date. Daughter of bassist Charlie, cool chick all her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamsofhorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreams of Horses&lt;/a&gt; points to a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat Power&lt;/span&gt; video that [writer of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kids&lt;/span&gt;, director of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gummo]&lt;/span&gt; Harmony Korine directed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.londonlee.com/blog.html"&gt;Number One Songs In Heaven&lt;/a&gt; (love them!) has two sassy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dee Dee Warwick&lt;/span&gt; tunes, she the sister of Dionne, she of the master husky sexy voice all her own. See for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113883321462843138?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113883321462843138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113883321462843138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113883321462843138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113883321462843138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-bloggers-good-bloggers.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113874367372400750</id><published>2006-01-31T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:42:26.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/paganbabies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/paganbabies1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YA Author Paula Fox is Courtney Love's Biological Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was getting my toes done (just for the foot massage, truly) and I picked up Elle magazine, the one with Scarlett Johannsen's purple clad boobs on the cover (and how could anyone, anyone, look at that cover and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; notice the magnitude of the boobs only?) and I got to an article about the new memior by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courtney Love&lt;/span&gt;'s mother, Linda Carroll. Now, I'm not a huge Courtney fan or Hole fan but I like her as a character. And the most interesting thing about this memior was revealed some time ago and that is that Linda Carroll's birth mother was author Paula Fox, which makes Paula Fox, pioneering femme fatale journalist and young adult novelist (and later memiorist and adult novelist), Courtney's g-ma, at least by blood. And that just adds to the whole mystique that is the character that is Courtney. As much as I don't want to admit this seeing as my own mother is crazy, no make that Crazy, I think it's just wild how the genes survived and Courtney obviously has inherited some of Paula Fox's something something—because by all accounts Paula Fox was willful, controversial, direct and how should we say this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not warm&lt;/span&gt;. So I guess it would make sense to post some Courtney Love or Hole mp3s about now, but as I said, not that huge of a fan. I sold a rare 45 for a lot of money on eBay last year so that's out. But I tell you what I did kind of like. Courtney's early (maybe 1985) band with Kat Bjelland, later of Babes in Toyland and Janis Tanaka (of like a zillion bands such as Stone Fox, L7, Auntie Christ with Exene and last I heard, Pink's bassist, hi Janis!) and that band is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pagan Babies&lt;/span&gt; (or Sugar Babydolls by some accounts.) So I found some of those demos online and here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pagan Babies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.moonwashedrose.com/aural/01-Cold.mp3"&gt;"Cold Shoulder"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagan Babies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.moonwashedrose.com/aural/03-Best.mp3"&gt;"Best Sunday Dress"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagan Babies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.moonwashedrose.com/aural/04-Quiet.mp3"&gt;"Quiet"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna read the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0385512473/sr=1-1/qid=1138743459/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-1467297-6628768?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Linda Carroll book&lt;/a&gt;? (I don't, I just can't do books by psychotherapists!) But that shouldn't stop you. Or maybe you wanna see what &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/ref=br_ss_hs/104-1467297-6628768?platform=gurupa&amp;url=index%3Dstripbooks%3Arelevance-above%26dispatch%3Dsearch%26results-process%3Dbin&amp;amp;field-keywords=paula+fox&amp;Go.x=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;Go.y=0&amp;amp;Go=Go"&gt;Paula Fox&lt;/a&gt; is about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113874367372400750?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113874367372400750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113874367372400750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113874367372400750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113874367372400750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/ya-author-paula-fox-is-courtney-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113865587067040616</id><published>2006-01-30T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T13:21:57.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/cupcakes_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/cupcakes_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;We're the Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog to focus on girly pop and the connection that music and writing have for me. And looky here, it's been a week and I've really not touched on either all that much. So I thought today I would write about my girliest of stories-in-progress, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We're The Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;. You can read  the first five or so chapters on my &lt;a href="http://www.superclea.com/catagory.php?ID=2"&gt;superclea&lt;/a&gt; site. I was cheifly inspired by TV like the Partridge Family and Scooby Doo cartoons and those mad cartoons that were inspired by 70s sitcoms like when the Brady Bunch became a cartoon and I swear I remember the Partridge Family as a cartoon briefly too but hey, could have been a dream. David Cassidy and Susan Dey have forever and always figured prominently in my dreams. The idea for the story / book, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We're the Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;, was to have a Monkees-esque serial in a book form that starred an all girl teen band who also were crime-fighters. For this made for TV book series I needed made-for-TV musical inspiration and so I looked only a little farther than the made-for-tv hooks of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Donnas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sahara Hotnights&lt;/span&gt;. I actually like those bands. But I'm talking about a now-defunct band called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuzzy&lt;/span&gt; that starred a gal named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hilken Mancini&lt;/span&gt; and her adorable pop-punk delivery. I wanted that very frenetic crashing pop of all those girls, the two minute song that kicked you up, knocked you down, seriously wiped you out and then woosh, done. But then I heard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham Coxon&lt;/span&gt;'s "Bittersweet Bundle of Misery" and I had one of those "pip" moments that I'm so fond of. That song, sung by a gaggle of girls all poppy punked out (preferably Hilken singing) and sped up, would be the perfect anthem for the band, for my book. And that is exactly what I thought about while writing these hanndful of chapters. Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Donnas, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/624KYAX1FA/03+40+Boys+In+40+Nights.mp3"&gt;"40 Boys in 40 Nights"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sahara Hotnights, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/624KYAX1FA/01+Alright+Alright.mp3"&gt;"Alright, Alright"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/624KYAX1FA/01+Glad+Action.mp3"&gt;"Glad Action"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham Coxon, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/624KYAX1FA/01+Bittersweet+Bundle+of+Misery.mp3"&gt;"Bittersweet Bundle of Misery"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilken Mancini put out a lovely CD last year with Chris Colbourn and I will post some tracks from that soon. Maybe even tomorrow. Graham Coxon's Happiness in Magazines CD was a favorite of mine, you can hear the new one and buy 'em both at &lt;a href="http://www.grahamcoxon.com/"&gt;his site&lt;/a&gt;. You know you can find the Donnas at &lt;a href="http://www.thedonnas.com"&gt;thedonnas.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113865587067040616?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113865587067040616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113865587067040616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113865587067040616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113865587067040616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/were-cupcakes-i-started-this-blog-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113865355880616230</id><published>2006-01-30T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:39:18.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm not gonna bring you the newest and latest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I don't love the bloggers who do. Because I do. Love 'em. And the best finds of the weekend / Monday on those sites, according to me, are the following—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myoldkyhome.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Old Kentucky Blog&lt;/a&gt; has a buncha remixed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossip&lt;/span&gt; tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamsofhorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreams of Horses&lt;/a&gt; links to a remix of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/span&gt; tracks and offers up an acoustic live AOL track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, &lt;a href="http://therichgirlsareweeping.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Rich Girls Are Weeping&lt;/a&gt; has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenny Lewis &amp; The Watson Twins&lt;/span&gt; song that is not on the fabulous new CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of people have the news that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Raconteurs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.theraconteurs.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; is up (that'd be Jack White and Brendan Benson) and there are two songs there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113865355880616230?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113865355880616230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113865355880616230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113865355880616230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113865355880616230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-not-gonna-bring-you-newest-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113840448477053433</id><published>2006-01-27T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T13:25:18.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/DELTA5_KRS415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/DELTA5_KRS415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Delta 5!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entertainment Weekly&lt;/span&gt; has put up a tune by the Leeds' girls (oh yeah, and two boys) known as Delta 5 for dowload. Now this is the sound of 1979. Or 1986 if you're often late to the game, like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Delta 5, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://i.timeinc.net/ew/mp3/2006/01/19/Delta5-MindYourOwn.mp3"&gt;"Mind Your Own Business"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy a reissue of Delta 5 tracks at &lt;a href="http://www.buyolympia.com/killrockstars/Item=KRS415"&gt;Kill Rock Stars&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113840448477053433?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113840448477053433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113840448477053433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113840448477053433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113840448477053433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/delta-5-entertainment-weekly-has-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113839194996223158</id><published>2006-01-27T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:43:52.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/1600/Band_on_the_Dock_3-135x92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7789/2144/200/Band_on_the_Dock_3-135x92.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Characters I Want to Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Young Republic&lt;/span&gt;. They've been all over the audio blog world, it's all been posted already. But I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like this particular song. It has this literary quality to it, and not in a "literate" way like it's all Decemberists or anything. By literary quality, in this case, I mean that the song evokes such a vivid setting full of emotional turmoil and characters I want to know. I love when songs take hold of me in that manner. Another song that does this for me is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supergrass&lt;/span&gt; track, "Grace," from their '02 "Life on Other Planets" CD. I can see the kids jumping on the trampoline just bursting at the seams with stuff they want to say, but can't... but don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Young Republic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6CX02Y7MPD/When+I+See+Your+Eyes+I+Swear+to+God+Our+Worlds+Collide.mp3"&gt;"When I See Your Eyes I Swear to God Our Worlds Collide"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Supergrass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6CX02Y7MPD/09+Grace.mp3"&gt;"Grace"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lots more Young Republic songs, hit their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theyoungrepublic"&gt;MySpace page.&lt;/a&gt; Or try their &lt;a href="http://www.theyoungrepublic.net/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can find Supergrass and all their goodies &lt;a href="http://www.supergrass.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113839194996223158?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113839194996223158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113839194996223158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113839194996223158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113839194996223158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/characters-i-want-to-know-i-like-young.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113838629510849407</id><published>2006-01-27T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:32:36.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;font&gt;Francophenia, Part Deux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm continuing on my French journey from yesterday. Sort of. In this vignette, my friends and I are no longer playing poker. We're now dancing and there are lots of feathers flying around for no real reason other than poofy ambience. Hit it! I know little about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaclyn&lt;/span&gt; track other than she's covering "My Generation" in French and it's from the 60s and it's good. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;France Gall&lt;/span&gt;'s song "Teeny Weeny Boppy" is from the same era, same good times vibe and has a mention of LSD in it, the only words I can really make out. She sang with Serge for a bit, I believe, and won a few singing contests that bombarded her into French super-stardom. Then I threw in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serge Gainsbourg&lt;/span&gt; track from his reggae-remix album, "Mauvaises nouvelles des etoiles". That one makes me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jaclyn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6P59U3RQ28/*2810*29+Jaclyn+-+My+Generation.mp3"&gt;"My Generation"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;France Gall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6P59U3RQ28/*285*29+France+Gall+-+Teeny+Weeny+Boppy.mp3"&gt;"Teeny Weeny Boppy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Serge Gainsbourg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/6P59U3RQ28/2-05+Dub+Charlotte.m4a"&gt;"Dub Charlotte"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Today &lt;a href="http://www.somevelvetblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Velvet Blog&lt;/a&gt; posted a World Party track, who yes, I love, and &lt;a href="http://therichgirlsareweeping.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Rich Girls Are Weeping&lt;/a&gt; has fabulous Feist re-mixes &amp;amp; a whole lot more. Yowsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113838629510849407?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113838629510849407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113838629510849407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113838629510849407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113838629510849407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/francophenia-part-deux-im-continuing.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113830362905024687</id><published>2006-01-26T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:34:51.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;French Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I want to do. I want to invite every one of my old school girlfriends over, have them dress up in their tackiest prom dresses, preferably with hats, and I want to play poker. And I want to drink cocktails and if I didn't hate smoking and smoke so much I'd want the place to be all smoky, but frankly no. And I want us to all be wearing red RED goopy lipstick, maybe a little off-kilter, you know put on with no mirror in sight, and big lashes too and the light should be dim but not too dim and I want only sloppy French tunes on the stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chantal Goya, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2SZOMY4MNW/*281*29+Chantal+Goya+-+Heart+Full+of+Pain.mp3"&gt;"Heart Full of Pain"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serge Gainsbourg, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2SZOMY4MNW/*284*29+Serge+Gainsbourg+-+BB.mp3"&gt;"BB"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francois Hardy, &lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/2SZOMY4MNW/*287*29+Francoise+Hardy+-+Chanson+of+_O_.mp3"&gt;"Chanson of O"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sorry for the butchered titles, I snaked these off the radio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113830362905024687?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113830362905024687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113830362905024687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113830362905024687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113830362905024687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/french-fun-so-this-is-what-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21408653.post-113822536493943406</id><published>2006-01-25T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:35:44.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance Pop-A-Go-Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as awkward as a first kiss. What to say? This here blog is to spread some love around for the bands I adore. And because I just felt like sharing, in an egotistical, self-important sort of way. And it's also to gather round the kiddles who maybe like my books and want to hear from me, but also want to hear good music. That said, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to start with a trio of songs, each a lovely cover of a good pop song that was originally sung by a bad pop singer. Nope, these aren't new, nor are they the latest buzz bands, but damn if they aren't mighty sweet. Oh and yes, two of the Chapin Sisters are daughters of folkie Tom Chapin (brother of Harry) and the other gal is Wes Craven's daughter and not really a Chapin. And the other two songs, the Ben Lee and the Flaming Lips, if I recall, are from MBE KCRW sessions. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/5032OLI103/Toxic.mp3"&gt;The Chapin Sisters, "Toxic"&lt;/a&gt; (originally by Brit-babe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/72C5CE6GMY/Beautiful+*28Cristina+Aguliara*29.mp3"&gt;Ben Lee, "Beautiful"&lt;/a&gt; (originally by Xtina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezarchive.com/superclea/AlbumSpace/72C5CE6GMY/track+4+_Can*27t+Get+You+Outta+My+Head_.mp3"&gt;Flaming Lips, "Can't Get You Out of My Head"&lt;/a&gt; (originally by Kylie M)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Chapin Sisters, go to their &lt;a href="http://www.thechapinsisters.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21408653-113822536493943406?l=yerlittlesister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/feeds/113822536493943406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21408653&amp;postID=113822536493943406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113822536493943406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21408653/posts/default/113822536493943406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yerlittlesister.blogspot.com/2006/01/dance-pop-go-go-this-is-as-awkward-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Are We There Yet?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j48gRT4xM7c/SNGevhNd4cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UgOifHgcw0U/S220/DSCN0027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
