How it begins

So this is my music blog. Most of it is a straight repost of stuff from a blog I share with some friends. You can find it at www.songsforthesemisane.blogspot.com

But this stuff is just mine and I felt like I needed a place to put it out there. And I'll tell ya why. I like some weird stuff. Ask anyone. But heres the catch, I think youll like it too. At least you would if you thought no one was watching. See, I am of the opinion that we get a little.. how can I say this.. full of ourselves. Or self conscious. Something like that.

Anywho, check the dude in this video. Hes a little out of shape, he has a ginourmous birthmark/freckle/mole on his back and he is wearing too tight shorts. And hes is JAMMIN. Sure everyone else was bein cool and just watchin the band play. But not him. He felt like dancin and so he did. With abandon. Also with gusto. And you know what? It was infectious. So heres the orginal post I did on Songs for the Semi Sane. I hope you enjoy it.





I have two kinds of music I listen to. Leslie Feist and everything else. Almost everything can be placed in one of those categories. It's pretty convenient. The majority of what I listen to falls into the first category. I generally only listen to the second when I am alone. Mainly because most of it is pretty embarrassing. Not if you were, oh, I dont know.. a 13 yr old girl. But most folks tend to snicker when they see a 30ish bald guy with prominent chops cruisin down the boulevard in his Saab with all the windows open jammin to Cansei de ser Sexy or The Ting Tings. Not that I care mind you, its just, well, I tend to avoid embarrassment unless it comes knocking. Well.. knock knock.




The video made me smile but the song is the thing to which I am referring. It's by a band called "Natalie Portman's Shaved Head". Natalie Portman is not in the band. She is apparently vaguely aware of their existence and has a standing invitation to all of their shows but so far as not availed herself of that opportunity. So swallow your pride, roll you windows down and feel the joy of what two college dudes trying to impress some chicks can do with a couple of Keyboards and a drum machine. And what appears to be heavy doses of influence from Napoleon Dynamite.