So, I wish Jeff's previous post could be the new post forever, because it makes me amazingly happy... But I just came home to find that Radiohead has just released the singles for "The Daily Mail" and "Staircase", which in my opinion were 2 of the best songs they've written in the past few years... So to commemorate that, I just wanted to share with you what I think TKOL should have been:   1. Bloom 2. Staircase 3. The Daily Mail 4. Lotus Flower 5. Supercollider 6. Codex 7. Give Up The Ghost 8. Harry Patch (In Memory Of)   Not only is this a much better listen and a stronger track list, but it just feels right, doesn't it? I mean, doesn't "The Daily Mail" just feel like a track number 3, and "Lotus Flower" like a track number 4? I tend to pair softer songs with even numbers anyway; they just feel rounder, if that makes any sense... Harry Patch is kind of cheating because it wasn't in the TKOL sessions, but it came after In Rainbows and man would it make a great closer after "Give Up The Ghost". I actually haven't tried this mix out yet, but just from what I feel from these songs already, it would be a great listen. Anyway, check it out and tell me what you think (not you, Jeff), or if you think there'd be a better mix (but there won't be).   In other news, I'm finally back from my whirlwind trip up in Northern California. As always, I had an amazing time, thanks in large part to Annie and Jeff, and Brian later in the week. I weighed myself when I got home and I am, in fact, 5 pounds heavier. I do wish I could've stayed that extra weekend, and I am sure bummed that I missed the party, but I'm really  glad it was a hit, and your video gets really close to making up for it (especially with Sprawl II in the background... I don't know if you waited until that song came up or what, but that was definitely the cherry on top). Also, the hand-hug was one of the best things I've seen in a while, and I could see no other person than Brian pulling that off.   Anyway, I'll hopefully see all of you wonderful people in a week. I'm off for a week and a half starting next Friday and we should get together, sing songs, bake cookies, bro stomach-tap, whatever.    Joey

What TKOL Should …

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For Someone

Joey • Apr 21st • 2 comments

On Record Store Day, Radiohead is releasing a new 12'' that includes "The Butcher" and "Supercollider". I don't know what to think of it at this moment, but in my dream of dreams, it will be the first of many subsequent releases that will make up what we have come to know as "the first newspaper album." On a related note, Radiohead's physical newspaper "The Universal Sigh", is available for download!

There is hope, my…

Joey • Mar 28th • 4 comments

I came across an article the other day that said that students who write down their anxieties a few minutes before taking an exam actually test better than students who do not – significantly better, around 6 percent. I imagined that this type of study could easily be translated to life outside the classroom with the notion that writing about one’s life would inherently make them feel better and become a better person. This, however, automatically made me think of the concept of blogging, and in particular, microblogging, and my whole belief in this theory went straight out the window. You see, for a while, I believed that most blogging (and especially micro-blogging) was, quite frankly, a public ego-stroking session. There is no need to tell us what you are doing, and to tell us anyway and expect an answer would presuppose that we actually care. Additionally, if one were to receive any immediate gratification for such a thing (which is exactly how these things work) it would therefore validate whatever it was they were doing with their lives, as shallow and uninspiring it might be. I’m not saying that I don’t care about what other people have to say – quite the opposite. I love listening to people talk about themselves, hear them tell their stories and discuss their opinions. It’s what makes people so great – we’re all so wonderfully different from each other. I just hate the way people share the most mundane details about their lives and expect us to care. How they might think that everything that comes into their brain is so important and so witty that it would be a shame if it weren’t shared with the world. I also hated the notion of judging the value of one’s life solely on a virtual presence: how many comments we get, how many text messages we receive, how many emails and messages are in our mailbox. This type of thing, for the most part, makes us feel some false sense of importance, like we are actually wanted and needed by people. It is positive reinforcement, instant gratification. We do it because it makes us feel good, and keep on doing it because that is what we think will make us happy.  We see exactly how much people need us and so we feel that everything we are doing in our lives is worth whatever pain we went through to get it. I also believed it was a system that bred egoism and selfishness, and needlessly added to an already inflated self worth that many people have. It also didn’t offer much in the way of providing people with a way to truly connect with others either – it was too public. If I did start writing regularly in a blog again (and I did try), I would feel that every entry I write would simply be for the pleasure of those reading it and not for myself, and I felt that expressing my personal views in such a public forum would force me to censor myself. I thought the whole thing was bullshit, and I was too lazy to continue it, so I stopped. To get away from this would be freeing, I thought. I wouldn’t have to maintain some meaningless virtual presence. I wouldn’t feel the need to answer to anyone. I wouldn’t have to worry about what people were saying and I would never feel left out if I wasn’t a part of it. I mean, why do I have to feel the need to keep myself in the loop? Why do I have the expectation of being readily and easily contacted? Can’t I have the freedom to just, live, without the fear of being perceived that I am being aloof and antisocial? However, what the modern age has engrained into us is the assumption that if you are not online, well, you just don’t exist. For a while, this lifestyle served me greatly. It kept me independent, allowing me to finally look inward and realize some of the things about myself that I never considered before. I felt for the first time in a long time I was actually able to become real with myself and ask myself the questions I never bothered or had the time to ask. What I realized however, and to finally get back to why I mentioned that article, is that it isn’t bullshit. I do think the act of sharing someone’s life, whether it is by talking it out or by writing it out, and being able to share this with others is what makes us, and will make us, better people. I spent the last few weeks re-reading entries from my Livejournal, circa 2005-2008, when I was in college and still posting regularly about anything that might come up in my life that I felt sharing. Most of what I found was mostly routine things – what I did that weekend, what music I started listening to, what stupid things happened to me at work or school. But a large part of what I found were amazingly personal and revealing entries, on a scale that I would’ve never imagined. I wondered why I would ever share such intimate secrets about myself – things that happened to me that I wouldn’t dare share with anyone at this point in my life, at least publicly. It’s not because I received the gratification of comments or compliments (I often wrote pages worth of entries to only receive 1 comment correcting my grammar). I realized that it was because I was writing to the people who I knew cared about me and cared about what I had to say. For every entry that would receive 1 comment, I would have ten others that received 20 or more. And these comments held depth. They would relate to me in the same way that I had to them, openly sharing their stories and admitting that they had found catharsis in what I had to say. I wasn’t just using my journal as a medium to shamelessly vent, feel sorry for myself, or publicly shun my parents (okay, maybe a little), I used it to get closer to the people I cared about. And, me opening up about my life allowed them to open up about theirs. It often didn’t even matter the content in which I wrote. There was always someone there to say how nice it was to hear from me and talk about whatever it was that struck them about my post. And that was enough. One of the most important, if not the most important, aspect of our lives are our human relationships. Being able to regularly talk with someone – someone you know that cares about you as much as you care about them – is the only real thing that keeps us from becoming absolutely insane. We need these relationships in order to flourish, to truly become the people we know in our hearts that we can be. And, as much as we might reject this notion (and I do plan on talking at length about solitude at a later time), we cannot survive without people telling us once in a while that everything will be okay. However, we are often so busy with our own lives that we fail to realize how powerful this impact is. There is a wonderful quote by Thoreau I recently encountered while reading Walden, and I believe that it is extremely relevant to this subject manner: Society is commonly too cheap. We meet at very short intervals, not having had time to acquire any new value for each other. We meet at meals three times a day, and give each other a taste of that old musty cheese that we are. We have had to agree on a certain set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, to make this frequent meeting tolerable, and that we need not come to open war. We meet at the post-office, and at the sociable, and at the fire-side every night; we live thick and are in each other’s way, and stumble over one another, and I think that we thus lose respect for one another. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out what is different between the person I was then and the person I am now. I notice there are differences. However, I still don’t know if I am happier now than I was then. I also don’t know if I’m wiser now than I was then. But, I know that people cared about me and I knew it. I felt loved, and I felt blessed. I can’t ask for much more than that. I’ve been a lifelong sufferer of what the French call L’esprit de l’escalier, or, The spirit of the staircase. It’s a phrase used to describe the phenomenon when a witty retort or clever remark to any given statement only comes to you after it is too late. The situation would have transpired at the bottom of the stairs, and you will only be able to find the right words to say after you have gotten to the top. This is why I write. I never say the right things in person, but with written words, I have the freedom to be the person I know I am, and be able to express that person completely. It’s a wonderful thing to share the things that make you happy with other people and to feel that you can talk about the things that make you sad. We wouldn’t feel so angry or misunderstood if we did it more often, and we would feel a hell of a lot more satisfied with our lives. We should talk more, then, if not for anything else than to keep us from going absolutely crazy.

Why I Write

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Joey • Jan 30th • 3 comments

If you’re like me (read: unemployed, reclusive), you have a lot of free time on your hands, with a majority of that time spent by yourself. So, in the past months, between searching for a job, applying for a job, and anxiously waiting for any type of response from said job, I have taken solace in watching movies. I’ve always been drawn to movies as an easily digestible form of entertainment - less mindless than television yet less demanding than reading. The way I see it - at least I have some control over what I watch, know how long it’s going to take, and if it’s bad, I can at least stop without feeling any type of remorse for having wasted my time or money. I am used to watching movies by myself, and sometimes prefer it because I then don’t have to worry if anyone I am watching it with is enjoying it. If the movie turned out to be a bust, well at least I didn’t ruin someone else’s time. I also don’t have to deal with cynicism or the soul-crushing feeling of someone completely tearing to shreds something that I actually liked. However, what started out as a way for me to escape the crushing boredom of having nothing to do has become one of the only things I do these days. I used to be the type of person that could not take viewing more than 1 movie in a day without feeling absolutely useless. Now I average, in any given week, 2-3 movies a day and am still eager to watch more. The only reason I do not continue watching is because I want to have something to watch the next day. Yes, I am aware of how sad that sounds, but I am not ashamed to admit it. I've wholeheartedly enjoyed every minute of it. But why do I watch so many movies? I have already watched hundreds more movies than the average person our age, so why do I feel the need to watch any more? Don’t I get tired of it? The answer is, “I should, but I don’t.” The great thing about movies is that for that hour and a half or so, we are required to give our fullest attention to one activity – watching that movie. That never happens these days. Even when we drive, there are a million things going through our head that by the time we arrive at our destination we don’t even know how we got there. So, when I watch a movie, I watch it for the sake watching the movie, making the decision that there is nothing else I would rather do in that moment than watch a movie. I’ll turn off the world, and experience it, just for that hour and a half, from the comfort and safety of my couch. The best movies allow us that. For that hour and a half, we can completely forget everything about the world, and watch someone else experience it. But the best things happen when we watch – we connect with the characters because in a lot of ways they are just as flawed as us, we relate to the stories because when we break them down it tells us something very real about our lives and the human condition. When we watch movies, in some weird sort of way, it helps us understands ourselves better. And for me, it serves as a daily dose of catharsis or even self-therapy. I fully understand that many of these performances are based on complete fiction, but it doesn’t make the act of experiencing it any less real. There is a quote by Picasso that I believe is (ahem) quite pertinent: We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth. A good story is universal. Strip us of our phones and computers and what we will truly enjoy is a good story. We tell stories by the campfire; our older siblings told us stories to try to scare us; our parents tell us stories about how they fell in love. What I like about movies is the fact that the best ones are able to tell us that same story but also fill it with absolutely beautiful visuals and amazingly poignant and real performances that allow us to feel and understand that story in that moment. To be in complete awe of something is an amazing thing, and I am able to regularly experience it with movies. I get inspired, I become devastated, I learn new things, I drop old assumptions, and I feel better. I simply may be the type of person easily influenced by the things that I see or hear (I believed in the boogieman until I was 13) but regardless, I love watching movies and will always continue watching too many for my own good. I encourage everyone to just sit down with a blanket and some popcorn and watch a movie. Don’t feel like your time might be better spent somewhere else or doing something else. Just sit down and enjoy it. Watch it for the sake of watching it.   And with that, I will now provide a few movies that you can watch for free, via Netflix Instant streaming: Man on Wire – Fascinating true story about a French tightrope-walker who, in the 1970s, broke into the then newly-constructed twin towers with a group of his friends, suspended a tight rope across the two towers, and walked across the rope for 45 minutes before finally stopping. The story of the people involved, how they did it, and the eventual falling out as a result struck me as more interesting than the actual act itself. It’s funny, thoughtful, inspiring, and you will walk away from it extremely glad you watched it. The Cove – One of the most emotional and graphic documentaries I’ve ever watched. About a cove in Japan, once a famous migration point for dolphins, now the largest site of dolphin slaughter in the world. The story is worth hearing, and the interviews with the crew that was able to catch this act in action are fascinating. This American Life, Season 1 and 2 – Bar none one of the best series available on Instant Streaming. In the same format as the Chicago Public Radio Show of the same name, it’s the best slices of Americana that anyone can offer. Eat up and enjoy. Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, Seasons 1-7 – One of my favorite shows of all time. The sole reason I've become so excited about traveling. Watch it if you haven’t. Humpday – Mumblecore served up in a fresh can of PBR. A mockumentary of sorts about two old friends (guys, one married), who, after not seeing each other for a few years, meet up and decide it would be a good idea to make a porno with each other. The rest is comedy gold, and the dialog is some of the funniest shit I have ever heard. The Big Lebowski – ‘nuff said. Watch it if you haven’t. 2001: A Space Odyssey – It would be a travesty to watch it on Instant Streaming, but it’s on there. But I’ll yell at you if you watch it on there. Rent it on Blu-Ray. A Clockwork Orange – One of my favorite movies and books of all time. Watch it if you haven’t. Oldboy – Korean movie. One of the best revenge movies of all time. One of the best endings of all time. Let the Right One In – Swedish vampire movie. Not nearly as stupid as you think it is. It’s a vampire movie for people that actually have some dignity about themselves. One of the best movies of 2008. The Motorcycle Diaries – The first time I watched this movie was for my Spanish class in college (in Spanish) and I always vowed to watch it again in English. It tells the story of Che Guevara and his longtime friend, Alberto Granado, as they took (what started out as a) motorcycle trip around South America. It’s a snapshot of the poverty and the social, cultural, and health issues that affected South America in the 1950s, as well as what provided the impetus for Che to become the person that he did. The Flaming Lips: The Fearless Freaks – Watch if you love The Flaming Lips. Watch if you love music.   P.S. If you guys want a full list of my suggestions, sans-reviews, just tell me. I’ll post it in the comments.


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Joey • Oct 20th • 3 comments

6 weeks, 15 cities, 4500 photos and 30,000 miles later, I am finally back, alive and well (as some apparently thought otherwise). I'm apologize for my sudden absence, and for my lack of communication during it, but some things just need to be experienced alone, and for yourself. There is no way the photos that I could show you or the stories I could tell you would be able to fully encapsulate how the experience was for me, but to describe it in a word, it was beautiful. I know I have a lot to catch up on, and I will eventually have a lot to tell you, but for now this is just to say that I’m glad to be back, and that I’ve missed you all (yes, especially you, Jeff)!- Joey

Where have you be…

Joey • Oct 18th • 13 comments

At The Drive-in

Joey • Jul 5th • 1 comments

I love finding beautiful videos on vimeo. This particular one is certainly no exception. It's a short film, beautifully shot and wonderfully acted. Also, the soundtrack sounds like something straight out of Heima. If you have 10 minutes to spare, watch it. It's a pleasure. (Also, watch it in full screen)APRICOT - Short Film by Ben Briand (sponsored by his incredible actors and crew) from Moonwalk Films on Vimeo.


Joey • Apr 25th • 2 comments

So I know it's still way to early to even think about seeing Muse again, but it turns out they are playing here (Cox Arena) on September 22nd and pre-sale is THIS FRIDAY at 10am. I don't know how much it is, or even if I can take seeing Muse two times within the same year, but I'm just throwing it out there. Good thing about this time around will be the considerable reduction in sweaty, shirtless dude-bros...For more details, follow this link

Crowdsurfing, pt.…

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tron legacy trail…

Joey • Mar 9th • 3 comments

"Flores Man" FTW

Joey • Nov 19th • 1 comments

uh oh chris

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