Another week… another blog-less week.
I am getting there, I swear. I am building up some stuff content wise.
It’s okay, though, because I’m betting maybe 5 people read this blog… including me. Also, I kind of don’t care, because I created this blog for myself. It’s not intended to be a money making branded adventure in what it’s like to be a creative middle class white girl, though it definitely is an adventure in being a creative middle class white girl… and I digress.
A few weeks ago Evan and I were playing cards, because secretly we are 85. When we play cards we shut off the TV and listen to music. I always put on Frank Sinatra or something of the like. This time Evan put on the Streetlight Lullabies and I immediately added this song to a slow jam playlist. I just love it.
This is definitely not as ridiculous as what I usually post, but it is dedicated to Evan and which is fitting because he is less ridiculous than I am in so many wats. Anyway, today is Evan’s birthday (he’s not really 85) and he is the best so he gets a Friday Jam entry to himself.
Here it is. My big announcement:
I got a new job. A new career-changing job.
This is what accounts for the weird comments about having to be a grown up about everything dating back to, well, the birth of this blog. It’s also the reason for radio silence in August and September.
So right now I’m an architect. Er, I was, er am … I’m still gainfully employed as one for another 3 weeks. Whatever tense it may be, at the end of October I will be a contractor. Some will say I’ve gone to the dark side, while others will believe I’ve seen the light… more on why this caused the silence later.
Anyway, there’s this song called “Here I Dreamt I was an Architect” by The Decemberists, which would be the most fitting song for today, but it is by no means a “jam”… especially a Lisa-style “Jam” … It’s some boring-ass lame emo hipster song and I hate it.
So in place of that you get more Whitney!! Because Whitney songs are my spirit animals. DUH!
This song actually has deep meanings in relation to my life as an architect. It was the song that my studio neighbor, Julie, and I used to jam out to at 4am when we were dead exhausted, and has since been an energy booster when I need to sit down the fire out drawings. It made all our other neighbors angry, but we didn’t care.
Ironically, today is Julie’s birthday. So Happy Birthday, Julie, and (almost) goodbye architecture.
The blog is back. I purposely decided to take a hiatus in August and September. I have several reasons why, but of course none of which I am choosing to share right now. You will learn why in due time, young grasshoppers.
I really wanted to post a Friday Jam today, because on the train this morning I was listening to a mix, and Bonnie Raitt came on, and I was like “yeah… today is a Bonnie Raitt day.” So here we are – back to blogging and enjoying today for what it is – a Bonnie Raitt day.
I’m changing it up this week. Instead of a throwback or something ridiculous, I’m posting a song that’s hot on the current Top 40. I’ve literally put this song on repeat on all my mixes: running/work out/just to listen… I’m headed to a bachelorette party this weekend and fully intend on getting my dance on Saturday night. I am sure this song will be blasting at some point in the evening
Wherever you are and what ever you’re doing, I hope you stop for a 5 minute dance party, because I don’t know what else can lighten the mood better than getting your dance party on!
Pick your poison:
So I haven’t blogged in two weeks. I even missed last week’s Friday Jam. Whoops.
Evan says that if I am going to be taken seriously, I need to at least keep up with Friday Jams, and he’s right. Last week was exhaustive (reasons why to come), and this week has been a little uninspired (reasons also to come). So this week’s Jam is dedicated to my partner in awesomeness, Evan.
I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that my parents and grandma
might are going to be horrified by this song in general, never mind that it’s dedicated to the person I share half of my life with… Mom, Dad, Oma – maybe skip this week’s jam? Go here to listen to some wholesome Billy Joel, please.
Anyway, thanks for being so great, Evan. This is as close as I can get to having you celebrated on a national level.
As always, video for the non-spotifiers:
I have summer hours (aka an early release).
It’s jam time.
In honor of the last time I had an early release (middle school?) let’s go way back again this week.
I highly recommend
reliving watching the video as well:
Happy Independence Day!
My Dad always made a point to say Happy Independence Day instead of Happy July 4th. He has a thing for semantics, I think. But anyway, it rubbed off on me, and now it’s how I say it, too.
This week my jam is the most American and most Lisa thing I could think of: Whitney Houston singing The Star Spangled Banner before Super Bowl XXV in 1991. If her rendition doesn’t get your amped for America, then you should stop reading my blog.
Just kidding. Please keep reading my blog.
Anyway, take it away, Whitney…
This week’s jam was an easy pick. Last night I saw Billy Joel live for the first time. Live at Fenway Park. And it was awesome.
I am not a huge concertgoer, but when I do go see live music it tends to be big names like U2 or Tom Petty or Bob Dylan or Billy Joel, so I judge all these shows against each other. I have to say BJ put on a GREAT show. Thus, this makes the obvious choice for today a Billy Joel song, and the obvious problem with that is picking just one. Like every song he’s written is a hit.
I went with “River of Dreams” because it came out in 1993 when I was 9 and it’s one of the first Billy Joel songs I specifically remember hearing on the radio.
I do have to say my FIRST introduction to Billy Joel was Oliver & Company, and at one point last night, Billy Joel made a voice that sounded exactly like Dodger the dog. I almost went with “Why Should I Worry” but it’s not a Billy Joel original. He sang it, but he didn’t write the song.
Alright, it’s FRIDAY! and I hope this river brings you to your dream of an awesome weekend!
I knew as soon as I thought about blogging I wanted a weekly installation of ridiculous music to be something about my blog. I have what most people would call “bad taste in music” … but beauty is in the ear of the beholder, so it doesn’t really matter what most people think.
Welcome to Friday Jams, my friends. Each Friday I’ll post a little Jam that strikes my fancy, and you can listen to it and get PUMPED FOR THE WEEKEND. Or you can not listen to it and judge the crap outta me for the music I like. Either way, you’re being subjected to my taste in music and I don’t even feel bad. So without further ado, here is your first Friday Jam…
Unbelievable pressure picking out the first one, let me tell you.
Yup. I went with Rupert Holmes and the Piña Colada song for the first Friday Jam. And you know why? Because it’s a Friday in the summer, it’s time for happy hour, and it’s the perfect weather for piña coladas.