And here we have a classic song with a reminder that fits quite nicely with the approach of Valentine’s Day. Which btw is my birthday, and I’ve always felt that this gives me a free pass to take it VERY SERIOUSLY–and in years past have blatantly coerced my friends into spending it with me…regardless of any plans they might have had with significant others. (Don’t even try to tell me you wouldn’t do that too!)
There were so many amazing acts at Coachella this year that I feel totally disloyal picking a favorite. Buuttt I kind of had one. Fatboy Slim was so amazing! To be fair to all the other acts, a lot of it had to do with the crowd (excited but not to the point of being pushy and annoying), and the setup (his DJ booth was in the middle of the screen!!):
And best of all, the giant astronaut sculpture came into the tent! There’s nothing like having a 36 foot tall astronaut hovering over you while dancing around under insane lasers and listening to some truly hypnotic beats. Really, I challenge you to listen to this and not want to just go around repeating it, like a little rave-y drone. Or maybe that’s just me…
It’s funny that one of my favorite songs of all time (#20 most played on my iTunes!) is by a band that I’ve never had much of an interest in. I barely know any of their other songs, and it was only by a fluke that I got to know this one so well. It was one of four choices for our senior prom theme song, and for some reason everyone was VERY opinionated about what it should be (clearly I had a very sheltered childhood). I can’t even recall what song my friends and I wanted…although I do remember approving of Edwin McCain’s “I’ll Be” the year before, so I’m guessing whatever one I wanted was about as
So when “Stolen” was chosen, I chose to embark on a private act of protest by not even bothering to listen to it before the dance. (Yes, I had never even heard the song before, but to be fair I’d heard a lot of their other music and wasn’t a fan) Older me is now aware that younger me was a straight up idiot, but it all worked out in the end. Because the first time I ever heard this song I was literally spinning around in my highest heels, in a ballroom, in celebration. It was perfect.
Everyone loves an Oscar Wilde quote! And this one is especially great because the Dowager Countess of Grantham said it too. Don’t you think Dame Maggie’s job must be the best ever? All she does is swan around in lacy gowns and deliver pithy one-liners. It’s funny because I kind of imagine that’s exactly what Oscar Wilde did too…except he wasn’t acting. Such a genius.
Arcade Fire is one of my favorite bands, and unlike soooome people, I totally buy into their anthemic, orchestral sound. It was hard for me to pick out a lyric, because so many of theirs are beautiful and evocative, but they kind of lose something when they’re taken out of the context of the song. Lucky you though, you can just listen to the song and you’ll have the best of both worlds!
“One sees clearly only with the heart. That which is essential is invisible to the eyes.”
I spent my entire childhood reading like a maniac. I used to read in the car, at dinner, while walking the dog (running headlong into telephone poles was an occupational hazard).
So it follows that, despite weekly trips to the library, I never had enough stuff to read. It often got to point where, if there was nothing else handy, I’d finish a book and then just start it right over. Sometimes I’d get so desperate that I’d rifle through the adult end of the family bookshelves, which is how I acquainted myself with most of the contents of Lady Chatterley’s Lover at the tender age of 8. (Saucy!)
All this is to say that it make NO GODDAMN SENSE that I wasn’t introduced to the amazingness that is the Little Prince until my junior year French class. I honestly believe that this book should be a mandatory read for all children—all people, anywhere. But at least I got to it eventually. And I’ve decided that it’s kind of cool I got to read it for the first time in the original French; even though my comprehension wasn’t so great (now it’s nonexistent, sadface), it was still a wonderful way to read a truly glorious book.
If you live under a rock like I once did, you must go read this. If you can read it in French, even better! (jealz) I don’t want to give too much away, so I’ll just say that this book is the MEANING OF LIFE. For serious. Go.