So I don't have a title for this song either... I think I have commitment issues and naming a song is too much for me. Who knows? Well, this is another depressing song. I seem to be writing a lot of them lately, and I apologize for that. Nobody wants to listen to someone whine all the time. Maybe I'll work on writing something a bit happier... I'm just so uninspired lately. Anyways, I don't know how the lyrics will read for you guys. I played with a lot of different rhythms in this song, so the lyrics don't exactly flow conventionally. So *drumroll* here it is!


Untitled Song # 80 Billion

Now you're broken
And you're hoping
That one day you'll be okay

But you're not worth it
You don't deserve it
You're not good enough to be happy

While they're all out living life
She's stuck alone inside of her head
No emotion left to scream
Dwelling on her broken dreams
And lost innocence

Then you realize
That your life
Has become a sad cliche

And you know it
Will keep growing
You didn't used to be this way

While they're all out living life
She's stuck alone inside of her head
No emotion left to scream
Dwelling on her broken dreams
And lost innocence

And then the apathy sets in

And she says
I swear to God if I could,
I would wake up before 4 at night
I'd do something productive with my life

But I can't
I just can't
I'm not capable of that much

And she prays
For the strength
To be whole

Cuz I'm not the person that I used to be
I'm a shell,
But not the kind you find by the sea
I'm less interesting

And she goes to bed alone
And she hopes that He'll be home
To help her feel alright
Or just to feel anything at all

I'll Maybe Come Up With a Clever Title Someday...

I have some new lyrics for you guys; I can't decide if I like them or totally hate them. I love the melody, but I'm still working on what I want to do with instrumentals, if I want to add on to the lyrics... if I want to keep it short. I just don't know. But basically, this song will eventally be a sort of thank you to life for giving me the crap that's just made me stronger. It's been a hard year; the words are probably stupid and corny, but they're honest. Well, yeah... :)


I am alive
And I am whole
I've been rebaptized
Into someone loveable

I'm not afraid
And I'm not sad
There is no blue-eyed innocence
She's gone, she's dead

I could've never imagined the pain you caused
My broken heart, my broken trust
But you made me stronger
I grew up
And I'm happy now

I'm someone new
I am not me
My cheeks are wet
Now that I'm not afraid to feel

You left these wounds
But now they're scars
They're proof that I've lived and I've loved
And that I can carry on

I could've never imagined the pain you caused
My broken heart my broken trust
But you made me stronger
I grew up
And I'm happy now
I'm happy now



It's short... I may add on. I just don't know, but I felt like I wanted to post what I have.

Bright Eyes: A Soundtrack to a Successful Life

So I decided that since I have nothing exciting going on in my life as of recent, I would share with you some musical aspects of Alora's life. I'm going to write about music that has changed my life and why I love it, and why you should follow my example and love it too. :) Maybe nobody cares about my music recommendations, but I love hearing myself talk (er, watching myself type?) so I don't care! It's really been the rainiest, gloomiest, most depressing day today. Really, I almost cried when I saw a spider on my floor turned on its back and unable to turn back over. (Of course, this was an observation made from on top of my bed, as far as possible from it) Nevertheless, I was sad for a spider... A SPIDER!! After coming to the conclusion that it truly was a gloomy day (and playing the most depressing songs I know on the piano), I decided to turn on my go-to "Sad Days" playlist. However, I skipped straight through most of it till I got to my chunk of Bright Eyes tracks. That's my subject for today: Bright Eyes. If you have not listened to them, I highly recommend you do that very soon. Bright Eyes is a must for a successful life. But before you go any further or jump on the Bright Eyes train as you're reading this, I'm warning you that you have to be in the right mood to experience the epicosity of this band for the first time, otherwise you'll probably just throw up and think it's the worst thing known to man. The band is fronted by an incredible incredible man named Conor Oberst. He founded the band in the mid nineties, and recently put out an album in March of this year. (One Jug of Wine, Two Vessels) Their sound is definitely classified as Indie...it's definitely very unique and marked by lots of mellow guitar and Conor's piercing, emotional voice. This voice... this amazing voice is the reason why most people turn away from such a great musical listening experience. I will just be blunt: Conor Oberst does not have the voice of a god... in the traditional sense. It's not his singing ability that captures the heart of a Bright Eyes fan, it's his ability to portray emotion so strongly with his singing that does. This, along with his ability to spit out this awe-striking poetry in every song, is what has won my heart, and continues to do so with every listen. Basically, in my opinon, if you want to feel any sort of emotion, listen to Bright Eyes - happy, sad, angry, it doesn't matter, there's a song that will say it perfectly. Some of my favorites:

"But now we speak with ruined tongues, and the words we speak aren't meant for anyone; it's just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance, but there was once you. You said you hate my suffering and you understood, and you'd take care of me. You'd always be there... but where are you now?" -Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh

"Yours is the first face that I saw, I swear I was blind before I met you. I don't know where I am, I don't know where I've been, but I know where I want to go.... You said "This is the first day of my life. I'm so glad I didn't die before I met you, but now I don't care. I could go anywhere with you and probably be happy." -First Day of My Life

"But once you knew a girl and you named her lover, danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer. Autumn came, she disappeared. You can't remember where she said she was going to, but you know that she is gone, 'cause she left you a song that you don't want to sing. Singing 'I believe that lovers should be chained together, thrown into a fire with their songs and letters, left there to burn, left there to burn in their arrogance.'" -Perfect Sonnet


These are just a very few examples of some of the amazing lyrics of Conor Oberst. I just.... you have to listen to them if you're unfortunate and haven't. And if you have, I'm pretty sure you agree. I've never heard a song by them I've hated, but I do have my favorites:

Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh
First Day of My Life
Perfect Sonnet
Bowl of Oranges
Lover I Don't Have to Love
It's Cool, We Can Still Be Friends
You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
At the Bottom of Everything
Something Vague
Gold Mine Gutted


So... yep! Comment down below. Listen to Bright Eyes, love it, listen again and again. :)

Don't Get on the Bus

Okay, so before you totally think I'm on drugs, let me explain the story behind this song to you. I was at a concert, and the band we were watching was pretty good... until the girl started to sing "You're so dangerous", which was a good half of the song. Except, I thought she was saying "Don't get on the bus", so I was like WTF is this girl doing? I turned to my friends Braden and Sorine and was like "Is she kidding?!?! Don't get on the bus?", and they explained as best as they could while laughing their heads off that I had heard wrong. On our way home, we all decided it would be the best thing ever if we wrote a song that said "Don't get on the bus" a lot of times, and here it is. Braden and I are contemplating using a synth in this song, and possibly adding a clapping bridge. Also, Sorine's sister, Whitney, wanted to get in on the action, so I put her name in the second verse. Hahaha we're very cool, I know.

Don't Get on the Bus

I'm running away
From this second-rate town
I've got my bags packed,
I'm finally moving out

But an old man stops me
And says
"I have some words of advice
They'll change your life
They'll change your life."

Don't get on the bus
Public transport is not a place for us
We want finer things
Like taxicabs and planes and cars
To help us get to near or far
No matter who you think you are
Just turn around
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus

Don't get on the bus

So I roll my eyes
And move on through the crowd
"What a crackhead"
I think to myself

But then Whitney stops me
And says
"I have some words of advice
They'll change your life
They'll change your life"

Don't get on the bus
Public transport is not a place for us
We want finer things
Like taxicabs and planes and cars
To help us get to near or far
No matter who you think you are
Just turn around
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus
Don't get on the bus

Don't get on the bus


Why can't I get on the bus?
It doesn't look too dangerous
Why can't I get on the bus?
Why?

Why can't I get on the bus?
It doesn't look too dangerous
Why can't I get on the bus?
WHY?!?!?!


(insert possible clapping bridge)

I got on the bus and I died.

Sinking Into You

So, after a very long dry spell of failing songwriting attempts, this song sort of magically came to me and clicked; the lyrics, the music, everything. C'est un miracle! It still may be a failed attempt, but who knows? You guys know better than I do if this sucks or not, so tell me! As always, constructive criticism is encouraged. So enjoy. :)

Sinking Into You

It's been a year
But sometimes
I still look back
On everything
And I can't help
But smile to myself
And miss
What we used to be

When we danced
All alone
And we kissed
All alone
Then you left me
All alone
And I'm remembering
All alone

So I wash my hair
And close my eyes
And just try not to
Drown in the tide
Of your ocean
Of your voice
Of your smell
Of your old songs

Do you remember
When you kissed me
By that old tree
In my front yard?
Now the fall leaves
Serve as constant reminders
Of the fact that you're gone

And when we talked
All alone
And when we cried
All alone
Those times I felt
All alone
And how I've missed you
All alone

So I wash my hair
And close my eyes
And just try not to
Drown in the tide
Of your ocean
Of your voice
Of your smell
Of your old songs

I'm floating away
On this pool of reminiscence
I'm drowning beneath
This sea of regret
Even now
I can smell the salt on your skin
I'm sinking deeper
Into you
Into you

So I wash my hair
And close my eyes
And just try not to
Drown in the tide
Of your ocean
Of your voice
Of your smell
Of your old songs

So I wash my hair
And close my eyes
And just try not to
Drown in the tide
Of your ocean
Of your voice
Of your smell
Of your old songs

The end! :D Post your comments below, please and thank you, lovely friends!

My Life As a Mormon

As a member of the LDS church with many non-LDS friends and acquaintances, I've definitely been told more than once what it's like to be a Mormon. I've been told what I believe, I've been informed of how I should act, and I've faced a lot of misunderstandings. Seeing as this is my blog, I thought I'd tell you in my own words what Mormonism means to me, seeing as the rest of the world feels they have a right to explain it to me. I'm not meaning to come off as rude or judgemental, but I feel like, especially since this is Utah, people have these pre-concieved notions of what a Mormon is, and a lot of times I feel they are misguided. I'm just getting my point of view out there.

So, to break through the first stereotype, I am a Mormon because I CHOOSE to be. The Church won't kill me if I sin, they won't damn me to hell if I don't go to church... the LDS church isn't one of retribution or of force. It's not a cult, contrary to popular belief. I'm not a member of the Church because it's my parents' religion, or because it's Utah and that's how I was raised. I'm a member of the LDS Church because I believe it's teachings to be true. Just like a vegetarian believes eating animals is wrong. Just like political party members believe in the ideals their party stands for. Those people choose to put themselves into groups with people who share similar takes on life, and I am doing the same by being a member of this church. I think, especially in Utah where Mormonism is so prevalent, a lot of people associate naivety and blind conformity with membership in the LDS Church. Really, nowadays, very pieous people are depicted in the media this way; as people blindly following some silly church leader, naive to the real goings-on of the world. This is definitely NOT the case. I guess the main point of this blog is to help anyone questioning it understand that membership in the LDS Church is a choice, not an action of force or peer pressure, or an action of blind conformity.

When making a choice to do something or be a part of something, you always have reasons for making that choice. This same rule applies in my decision to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and live its teachings. I guess the simplest way to state my reason for this choice is because the LDS Church offers a minimally drama-free, heartache-free way of life. While most people look at my life and think I'm restricted, I feel more free because of the morals I've decided to uphold in my life. If I'm honest and loving toward all people, I can be free to live my life the way I want and not have to worry about facing jail time. If I'm chaste, I'm free from the risk of STD's, unplanned pregnancy, or heartbreak when some guy dumps me. If I don't choose to fill my body with harmful substances, I'm free from addiction and disease. I know this all sounds like a Jr. High Living a Better Life Campaign or something, but if you think about it, I'm really not so crazy for choosing this way of life. By living by the moral standards of the LDS Church, I feel like I'm more in control of the life I live and becoming the person I ultimately want to be.

Now that my life is working, I've gotten to know a lot of different types of people... most of whom don't share my same beliefs. When I talk to them and they bring up partying or their sex lives or ask me about my weekend plans, it becomes apparent that our beliefs definitely are not parallel. However, when I explain to them that I don't do a lot of the things they do, I don't say "Oh, I don't drink, I'm Mormon." I say something like "Oh, drinking really just has never appealed to me. I have heavy alcoholism on both sides of my family, and I don't want to risk it. Plus, I just really don't like the idea of not being able to control myself." Normally when I say this I get a reaction like, "Oh, that's cool. Still, that was a fantastic party I went to last night. Really... blah blah blah they tell me about their lives." If I go with the first option, the conversation normally goes like this: "Oh, I don't drink, I'm Mormon." "Oh... ha ha. Cool..." and then I feel awkward. It's not like I'm ashamed of my religion... I'm proud to be LDS. I just like being treated like a person instead of a stereotype when I tell people about myself.

One stereotype that I've faced quite frequently is that since I'm Mormon I must A: think I'm better than you and B: judge you and think you're going to hell. This is not true, and honestly, it hurts my feelings when people act on these stereotypes. I will never judge someone for doing something that is not in my set of values, just as I expect the same from other people. I will, however, be disappointed in people for doing things that are stupid, just as I expect other people to be disappointed in me when I'm an idiot. So many times, friends have been having a conversation and they'll tell me lies about where they're going that night, or carefully edit out parts of the story, because they think I'll judge them. It's not like I want to hear the gorey details of your one-night stand or anything (most people don't), but I do want to hear about your life. I want to hear the funny story about that crazy night you got drunk, I do want to hear that you happened to meet a very attractive specimen of the opposite gender and had a good time. (I hope this doesn't sound creepy... you get my point.) See, the thing is, when you assume that I'll judge you because of something you've done just because I don't do it, it makes you the judgemental one.

Going along with judgement, just because I'm going to an LDS school does not mean I will get married at 19 and have five kids by the time I'm 24. Okay, I will admit that there is a chance I may get married early. I don't necessarily want to stay a virgin till I'm thirty. However, getting married early does not necessarily mean that I will suddenly lose all life plans I have ever had for myself. Mormon girls don't just get stupid after they get married, I promise. I'm not in a hurry to do so, and definitely don't plan on it, but if I do get married early, do you really have the right to judge me? I would rather be married at 19 and be watiting to have kids than having my boyfriend's baby at 19.

The last thing you should know about my life as a Mormon is that I don't live the way I do because an old book and my parents and some old guys tell me I should. I live this way because it's who I am. I don't believe in abstinence because it's a commandment, but because it's something I've thought about and decided I want in my life. If I had never even heard of the LDS Church, I would still want that. I don't go to church because I'm afraid I'll go to hell if I don't, I go because I feel good there. I'm not a saint, you all know that. I don't think I'm any better than anyone, you all know that. Mormons don't have life any easier than anyone else, we're not naive to the horrors of humanity. We just choose a support system of people with similar beliefs and a belief in a higher power to help us overcome all of that. Each individual has an escape from humanity, has a way to deal with life's crises, and this is just the escape I've chosen for myself.

I hope that I haven't offended anyone with this post... that wasn't my intention. My intention was to help people better understand things that they may not understand or see things from a different perspective. Here's my life from my point of view, because like I said, I've had my beliefs and opinions told to me quite a bit. I love you all, and I hope you're all out living exciting lives! :)

So,song of the blog... Sorry if you feel like I'm shoving religion down your throats... not trying to. But I feel it's appropriate for me to share one of my favorite "Jesus Songs" with you today. The one I've chosen is "Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Escape" by Underoath. It really is an amazing song, and don't worry it's not overwhelmingly cheesy, as religious music often is... it's enjoyable! So enjoy!

July!

This blog is a little belated, and that's because I just really am not in the mood to write it. I lack blog inspiration at the moment. Anyways, July was pretty legit. I was super bored for a lot of it, but it also had some shining stars in the black sky of excitement that is my life. (Okay, I'm really a crackhead today, just bear with me)

I started the month off fantastically by going to see He is We. :) I think I wrote about that in my last post, but I'll just re-state that they are incredible! I love them so much! This month I also chose to be one of the gazillion people who went to see Modest Mouse. I have to say that it was not my favorite show of all time; It was SO crowded, and we were SO far back. Regardless, Modest Mouse still gave a fantastic show. They definitely converted me from half-hearted fan to full-fan. And I had a fabulous downtown adventure with my friends Courtney and Braden. In my opinion, downtown adventures can make any situation great!

This month, I had the opportunity to go up to Rexburg for a family reunion (which doesn't happen very often). Some people I know don't even really talk to their extended family, but I really am best friends with most of my cousins, so I loved being able to hang out with them all; some of them I hadn't seen for a long time. We spent a day at Rigby Lake, and it was amazing! It's just this little lake with a beach and this totally sweet water slide out in the middle of it. Now that I know there's one worthwhile activity to participate in when I go to school, I'm not dreading it so much. I also acted like a true Idahoan and petted some calves that belonged to my cousins' neighbors, as well as almost kidnapping the cutest puppy ever named Orson. :) Maybe I'll be able to survive in potato land after all...

Next, I had the opportunity to spend a week with my dearest friend, Sorine Goodworth. If you don't know who Sorine is, you obviously don't know me very well and probably shouldn't read my blog. We've been best friends for as long as I can remember, but she moved to Grantsville when we were in first grade, so we don't see each other as often as we would like. Since she's leaving me to go to Snow in two weeks, and was going to be busy doing super exciting things for the rest of the summer, we decided to utilize her only free week the best way we know how: by having Alora-Sorine quality time all week! :D We kicked it off by going on a spontaneous Lagoon trip with our friends Katie and Ariel. We girls had a total blast! I got everyone to ride the OdySea, which is my favorite ride, and Katie kept me brave while I went on Wicked for the first time. Sorine and I even rode Rattle Snake Rapids four times in a row and looked like disgusting drowned rats, while Katie and Ariel looked all cute cuz they chose not to be nerds like us. ha ha It was way fun. :) Seeing as I'm always broke, and Sorine is leaving for college soon and is also broke, we chose to turn our week together into a non-money spending holiday. (Well, except for going to Lagoon) We did such free things as making crafts (which was very interesting seeing as how we fail epically in the crafty department), eating rice krispy treats with popcorn on them, making a monster batch of scones, going on a picnic with our friend Kristy, painting daisies on red rubber balls (refer to "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" by Relient K), and watching lots of movies. Actually, we didn't watch that many movies, we just watched them lots of times. ;) We established awhile ago that we'd never seen Say Anything with John Cusack and Ione Skye, and that we needed to, so we decided to watch it as a free activity. Honestly, it's one of my new favorite movies of all time. I don't know how many times we watched a certain deleted scene of Corey singing this ridiculous song called "He Hurts Me" to a dinosaur. I definitely recommend watching it for that one scene. Also, Sorine forced me to watch "Better off Dead", also with John Cusack. WATCH THIS MOVIE! hahaha I love it so much! It's such a crackhead movie; it's fantastic! I'm guessing you've probably had enough of my friendship reminiscinces, so I'll quit, but we really did have so much fun.

I guess next on the list of topics to discuss is the fact that I finally got a job! :) Yes, blog readers, I am now employed by Village Inn. I sell old people pie for a living. I really love my job; everyone there is incredibly friendly, and my job is incredibly easy. The first day of work, my boss gave me ten different pieces of pie and was like, "Your assignment is to try all of these. Have fun!" And blog readers, I did have fun. Free pie is the greatest thing on earth! However, my job's not giving me the hours I hoped it would, so I may possibly have to look for another. :/ College sucks.

Sorry that this is so long, but I just have a few more things to say. If you're taking the time to read any of this, I love you! :) So next, I had a fantastic 18th birthday party. Yes, as of the 31, I am an official member of the adult society. The night before my party, I decided I really wanted my cousins from Rexburg to come, and they all got work off, so my mom and Dorie and I decided to take a spontaneous road trip to go up and get them. Luckily, we met my uncle and aunt halfway, so it was only three hours each way, instead of five. However, I had to drive the entire way up. I didn't mind too much that it was three hours on the freeway, but the fact that it was raining and that it was night didn't make me too happy. We made it though, and I didn't kill anyone. ha ha I was so glad my cousins got to come down for the weekend; they hadn't been to my house for almost 10 years. My cousin Kim and I had a fantastic time gossiping and shopping and all of those teenage girl-type things. Then was my partaayy! :D Things started out a little roughly: I had to work all day, then I was running late, then my ride was late, then we got lost... etc. But it ended up being super fun. :) Sorine's dad, Ken, was so nice and let me use his gym for my party. (It's a gymnastics gym, so we played, hardcore :D) And, my dear friends Brad and Blue (AKA The Glass Gentlemen) played an acoustic show for me. It was fantastic! I had so many great friends come, and it was a choice way to ring in my adulthood. I finally decorated a foam block for the foam pit.... with dinosaurs! (duh, what else?)

The next day Sorine, Braden, Kendra, and I voyaged on down to the Avalon to support The Glass Gentlemen while they opened for The Recovery. There were so many bands playing that night, most were good, some were bad, a few were interesting. I didn't catch half of their names, so I won't bore you with the details. However, I will tell you that Brad and Blue did a phenomenal job, and that you should check out their new album on their bandcamp account. :) It was a fantastic way to spend my actual birthday. (Except the Avalon was on crack and had benches all the way up to the stage...)

So, FINALLY, that was my July. Not too exciting, but not too bad, either. So, what's in store for August? Well, my friend Braden and I have been working on some of my music together, and I hope to keep making progress on that. I'll be working. A lot, hopefully. All of my friends are going to be leaving me to get a higher education. Oh, and I'M GOING TO SEE SOMETHING CORPORATE!!!!!:DDD Lowery and Larissa have returned from Idaho, and Lowery and I have already had some pretty lame adventures together. I'm pretty excited to just chill in August, so hit me up, friends. :)

Soo, song of the blog. Maybe I should start putting this at the top of my posts, because it's the only worthwhile part of them. The song I have become madly addicted to recently is "Charmer" by Kings of Leon. I decided I'd venture from their singles and actually give their albums a legit listen... and I actually really liked their stuff, especially this song. Caleb's screams make my heart do flips! Really, it's because of this song and music video that I now want to marry him. Besides his screams and well, him, this song has these incredible bass lines. The instrumental bridge is phenomenal! Another music addiction of mine that's actually been going on for months now is the band Ice Nine Kills. They're not for everyone (too hardcore for some, not hardcore enough for others), but I love them! I recently hit the jackpot on their Purevolume and got tons of free downloads, including some of their way old punk/ska stuff. I love that as well as their newer and newest stuff (it's all a little different... or a lot) I love their acoustic stuff (I suggest "The Simple Act of Giving Up" and "What I Really Learned in Study Hall"), as well as their more hardcore stuff (I suggest "The Greatest Story Ever Told", "In the Throws of a Moral Quandary", and "Build Your Own Disaster") Definitely check them out!

Song lyrics! (No title yet for this one)

So it's that time again! The time where I post song lyrics and ask you for your opinions. I got the okay from my band manager (Sorine) that they don't suck too badly, so hopefully you will approve. :) I haven't gotten a title yet for this one, so any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Also, in other news, I'll hopefully be working with my friend Braden this week to get some guitar accompaniments started for a lot of the songs I've been working on. I'm aiming to get them all pretty and record them and get a Myspace and such set up for myself sometime in the very near future. Hopefully this will all turn out well.

Untitled


You and me
It was like the sun
Had met the moon
I knew that I
Would fall in love real soon
I just gave you my heart

But you
You never felt that way
But I couldn't tell
Cuz you're a good actor
You played that part so well
You really had me going

Now I just breathe
And try to clear my head
I'm just attempting to forget you

How could you not remember
That day we spent in November
When you held my hand
While we talked in your car
You said I was beautiful
Why would you waste your time, love?
I'm not really that appealing
It doesn't make sense
I'd ask you to explain
But I don't deserve that

Oh baby I
I poured my heart out
I sang you pretty words
I could scream and scream
But I'll never be heard
You made sure of that

Was I crazy
To think you meant
The things you said
I'm sorry that the wasted time's
What you regret
The time you spent with me

Now I just breathe
And try to clear my head
I'm just attempting to forget you

How could you not remember
That day we spent in November
When you held my hand
While we talked in your car
You said I was beautiful
Why would you waste your time, love?
I'm not really that appealing
It doesn't make sense
I'd ask you to explain
But I don't deserve that

Who gave you the right
To take away all of my sad songs
And who gave you the right
To say that we could not be friends
Who gave you the right
To walk away from this clean-handed
And who gave you the right
To dictate how this thing ends?
(repeat)

I guess that's what I get for trusting you


..... and that's the end! Let me know what you think! :D Hopefully I'll actually post another blog about something exciting soon. But my life isn't really the epitome of excitement, so we'll see how that goes. I love you blog readers, have fun! :D

Top Ten Concert Complaints

Basically, there is nothing I enjoy more in this world than a good concert. If I could go to a show every night, I would. I love the adrenaline that comes with a live show, and I LOVE watching musicians actually make music. I could go on and on about what I love about concerts, but I'm focusing this blog on my.... Top 10 concert complaints! These are things that I have experienced at many a show, and they really just get under my skin. Please don't do them, and if you do them, please don't let me know.

1. People who make out during the show.
Okay, so I'm not a huge fan of PDA. I can barely stand it when the couple is several feet away from me. But when you're at a show and making out with your significant other, and I'm pressed up against you, it's not enjoyable for me. It's uncomfortable. I have no desire to watch you "sound your horn" and definitely don't wish to join you. Nobody likes it. It's uncomfortable. Don't do it.

2. Couples at concerts.
Maybe this is me being a bitter single shrew, but I honestly can't stand certain couples at concerts. There's no problem going with your significant other; I'm a firm advocate of love. However, when you make it impossible for people to see or move past you because you can't move due to you being conjoined to your lover, it really ticks me off. I once went to a show where a guy who was well on the tall side of 6' was directly in front of me, and no matter how much I maneuvered myself or how polite I was, he would not move out of my way because he was holding onto his girlfriend. Also, when you grind in a tight crowd, it's not cute.

3. People who bring their children to shows.
Really, this explains itself. I can't understand how people are stupid enough to bring their SMALL children to shows! Really, this has happened at both outdoor and indoor venues that I've been to. What benefit are they going to get from seeing your favorite band playing in a tight, cramped, space where people are moshing, drinking, and smoking? Really, how can you be that stupid?

4. People who mosh for no reason.
I am fully aware of moshing, and that it has a time and place. I'm not a fan of joining in myself, but I have no problem if others do it. However, when you try and mosh during a non-moshing band, you look like an idiot! Nobody appreciates it. This is seriously the fastest way to be labeled "tool" at a show.

5. People who smoke pot at shows.
I hate pot... I hate everything about it! And it's so rude to just light up a joint in the middle of a show, where people can't move if they hate smelling your nasty weed. I have had so many experiences where people just light up right in front of me and pass it around... and I want to die. Please, just smoke before you come or just go home and do it.

6. People who carry around their beer cups at shows.
Ughh! First of all, why do you have to be drunk to come hear a band? If it's really that important, get drunk and listen to the music at home. Second of all, if it's really that necessary to get drunk, don't carry around your beer everywhere! Gosh, I know I, as a non-drinker, think it's absolutely disgusting to get someone else's beer spilled all over you. And again, drink it somewhere where people have the chance to escape your beer spill, not somewhere where people are cramped and can't avoid it.

7. When guys take their shirts off at shows.
I don't know about you, but the idea of being pressed up against a big, sweaty, shirtless stranger doesn't appeal to me. (Get those dirty thoughts out of your heads, readers. It's not pleasant.) Maybe I'm just a prude, but I feel the same way about this as I do about couples making out... it just makes everyone uncomfortable. Yeah, it's hot... but you don't see me taking off my shirt and it being okay. Deal with it.

8. The girls who act like they're at the club.
Girls, if you want to dance like a drunken fool and throw yourselves at men, please stick to the club. Yeah, band guys are hot, but really, easy groupie who doesn't even listen to the band isn't attractive. It distracts people like me who actually want to see the show from having a pleasant experience.

9. The off-color remarks guys make about female musicians.
Okay, we've all been there... the girl on stage says something and some guy in the crowd turns it into a "that's what she said" or "Yeah, I'll do that to you baby." And while it's funny, and it is... have some class. Nothing stamps "douchebag" on your forehead like doing this.

10. Excessive expletives
I am no stickler when it comes to language... it doesn't really bother me that much. Most shows don't register on my bad language radar at all. But then there are those bands.. or those audiences that accompany them where every other word is "F this" "F that" "I hate God" and there have been a couple of shows where it's gotten to the point I want to punch someone in the face. It's not necessary. I love the bands who say something witty instead.. or at least use the F word cleverly or sparingly.

So there are my top ten concert complaints. Yeah, I know my white Mormon girl is coming out, and I probably sound like your mother, but these are some things I could really live without. Of course, I'll still go to shows and still love them and I'll live with these pet peeves of mine... but if you're making out next to me, I really might punch you.

Umm... song of the blog for today is "Beginner's Luck" by Eels. It's a really catchy Indie Pop song, and I think you'll enjoy it.

Jonathan's Song

Okay, so awhile ago, my friend Jonathan and I were downtown and he said something to me along the lines of "Remember those colorful buildings we saw? I want to live somewhere like that, but all of the buildings now are just industrial and gray. Ew." I jokingly told him I was going to use that in a song and call it "Jonathan's Song", but the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. So, it's not really about my friend Jonathan, I just stole his words. It's more just a representation of those people who haven't lost their innocence and passion and a sense of beauty. Ha ha sorry that I'm trying to sound deep, but hopefully you'll like it. I'm also kind of interested in guitar with this song, so again, if you want to help me with that, I would be eternally grateful. :)


Jonathan's Song

I once met a boy
He was so unconcerned with the world
All he did was dream
He wanted to touch everything beautiful
With his paintbrush and his soul
He didn't say words
He spoke in poetry
He touched my heart

But it's all for nothing
Nothing
Nothing
It's for nothing at all

And he told me
I want to live in a world full of color
But now all the buildings are industrial and grey
There's smokestacks
And chimneys
And barbed wire fences
Right where all the flowers used to be

He said
People
They've lost the taste for melody
They just wanna scream
They want those hardcore dance beats
Complete with their voices touched with auto-tune
They've lost their words
They've lost their poetry
They've lost their heart

It all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
It means nothing at all

And he told me
I want to live in a world full of color
But now all the buildings are industrial and grey
There's smokestacks
And chimneys
And barbed wire fences
Right where all the flowers used to be

Oh
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back to the time
When artists made art
And lovers made love

Oh
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back to the songs
That revive the old
And inspire the young

And we're screaming
I want to live in a world full of color
But now all the buildings are industrial and grey
There's smokestacks
And chimneys
And barbed wire fences
Right where all the flowers used to be

Inspire me
Ohh