SO EXCITED OMFGFPHIQRBFGIOQR376EFGUOEH

HEY
YOU
PERSON
DO YOU SEE THIS FACE
THIS FACE RIGHT HERE

THAT FACE
WHICH HAPPENS TO BELONG TO ME
IS GONNA BE UP HERE IN LIKE TWO MONTHS

SO EXCITED
SO VERY EXCITED

IMAGINE IT

Okay. Let me explain.

As I'm sure is relatively well known, I am a pretty dedicated musician. I've been playing piano since I was about six and I also play a succession of other instruments, although piano is my main bitch. Recently, I've been getting over my crippling, vomit-inducing fear of singing in front of any other organism with the ability to hear sounds. So far, it's been going pretty well, and apparently I have a pretty decent voice. So, around a month ago, I heard about this cool little thing called Music Garage. It actually sounded kinda lame at first, because I only heard the radio ad for it. However, my dad was all like OMFG YOU GOTTA GO AND DO THAT SHIT, so I went and did that shit.

After we got home, my dad went and emailed the main dude at Music Garage. I didn't really do anything, because I wasn't that into it. I mean, I had no idea what it was anyway, so naturally, I was not able to give a damn. My dad soon told me that I'd be having an audition for Music Garage the following thursday. At first, I was kinda not very excited. My logic was that it would've been like an audition to be in a classical piano recital; those are the only kinds of auditions I'd ever been to. I thought I was gonna have to sit down at the piano and play them something all by myself while there were nasty judges, you know, judging me.

It was not like that at all.

The Music Garage was basically just a studio. The only real lights were colorful spot lights facing a little stage. The walls, floors, and ceilings were all black, there were posters all over the walls, and all that nice stuff. There was nothing professional about it. It was AWESOME. 

For the audition, all the other kids were in the back of the room eating pizza and casually talking. The only people who were "judging" were the directors of the thing. One of them was this big dude who was just standing there jamming, and the other was this skinny tall dude with really long hair who was also standing there just kinda headbanging. I had to play keyboards and sing, with a band. I guess I did pretty well, because I got chosen to be in the core band.

Essentially, shit tons of people auditioned, just to be in normal Music Garage. It was also pretty much an audition to be in the core band for Mountain Town Music. The core band is this thing that Mountain Town Music was paying Music Garage to organize. Basically, they wanted a band that could perform all around the Park City/Salt Lake City area. They wanted really good rock band, all teens, of four or five people; and they're paying a thousand dollars per kid in the band. I GOT CHOSEN TO BE THE LEAD VOCALIST AND KEYBOARD PERSON. I NOW HAVE A NET WORTH OF AT LEAST ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS. 

This, my friends, is also technically a scholarship. To be in regular Music Garage, if you make it in, you still have to pay a shit ton of money. But, because I'm in the core band, I'm being paid for. And I get to be in a badass band. I may be the only girl in the band, but I'm super good friends with all the other dudes in it, so I can't wait.

We've already been scheduled to play at like twelve different concerts and venues over the summer, one of them being Deer Valley Ski Resort. So, if you ever feel the need to go to one of their free concerts over the summer, I'm gonna be there, and I encourage you to throw food at us while we're playing. That's always been a dream of mine.

How my music taste developed

Do pardon if this post is shitty. I'm having a major belt of hyperactivity and I'm typing faster than I ever have in my life it's actually really scary and I think I might need some medication to control whatever the hell is happening in my brain right now.

So my music taste is really weird. I consider myself a metalhead with great pride, because metal (in several different forms, nu-metal being one of my favorites) is my primary music choice. However, if we get into my other music tastes, you may begin to wonder who the hell brought me up. Well, let me answer that for you; I was raised by being passed around between my parents, my grandparents, and my uncle. By the time I was around ten, I had been raised on a solid foundation of classical music, Fergie, P!nk, Green Day, Pink Floyd, and other bands that start with a color.

In other words, I liked Boroque and Punk.

Then, 5th grade happened.

At this point, I was just uncovering that part of me that was like "I am rebellious but not too rebellious so I'm going to be a little bit rebellious but not enough to bother anybody but still pretty rebellious." I didn't really know how to deal with this, so I didn't. However, this was the time that I got my first ipod touch, which meant I could get apps. Along with Doodle Jump and Minination and maybe some apps that could be classified as porn, I installed the Vevo app.

In case you've been living under an extremely heavy and technologically impaired rock for the past seven years, Vevo is a music video viewing website. I had the app for about two months before somehow stumbling across Seether's music video for Fake It. I honestly cannot recall how I managed to find this video, but it was the single best thing that had ever happened to me, with growing boobs at a close 2nd.

Anyway, I had never listened to nor even really heard of nu metal or grunge before. That's why I believe I was so fascinated with this video/song. I had suddenly gone from listening to Big Girls Don't Cry to 35 year old men simultaneously playing loud instruments and smoking Marlboros.

one of these things is not like the others

So I have this weird mentality that has effected me since I can remember; if I find a band that I like, I'm afraid to listen to more than one or two of their songs because I'm afraid I'm gonna find a really shitty song and be disappointed and stop listening to said band. This caused me to listen specifically and only to Fake It and Remedy because I was somehow convinced that all of Seether's other songs would be shit. This went on for a good two years or so.

In 7th grade, along with blossoming into a fully fledged delinquent, I decided it was time to start listening to some more hardcore music. This evolved into getting into the well known genre of Punk, with bands such as Rise Against and Blink 182, besides Green Day which I had already been listening to since I'd come out of the womb. I felt so badass, like I should've been in a motorcycle gang. You know, one full of hormonal twelve year old girls who don't know what their own genitals look like.

Anywho, I was into punk for a good year or so after that, exceptions being like three Seether songs. Then, the end of eighth grade.

At this time, I had started listening to lots of grunge and 60's stuff. I had gotten over my fear of listening to new songs and Seether became my favorite band of all time, and at that status it still remains. But I had not yet discovered real metal. Until, that is, I discovered Children of Bodom.

Children of Bodom is a progressive death metal band from Finland, and they're a little bit horrifying. As I recall, I discovered them by shitting around on the interwebs for a while and I decided to look up "death metal songs" for some reason. Children of Bodom came up. I listened to a few of their songs. I was horrified. I think I may have shit myself. And I loved it.

After that fateful discovery, I began listening to more metal bands, such as Slipknot and Decapitated. I also got into black metal around the beginning of this school year.

Essentially, my music taste has just spiralled downward into this pit of horror and blood and screaming and inaudible lyrics and guys wearing makeup. Currently, I'm very happy with the music that I listen to, which consists mainly of grunge, nu metal, and death metal. I'm always open to new stuff, but metal will forever be the music I listen to in the shower; the most crucial and to-the-point time of music listening-to. I mean, you can't go and skip a song while you're in the shower. You'd better prepare your playlist for absolutely no skips, unless you want to require a new music-playing device every time you shower. Actually, if you're rich enough to do that, you could probably afford to just pay the actual band to come and play in your shower. But if you're like the rest of us, you know that shower time is time to listen to only your favorite music.

This post went downhill very suddenly.

Remember to shower regularly, kids.

I don't fangirl. I get ladyrections.

-if you don't share my love for grunge and nu metal and the dudes who make it, I must warn thee, this post won't mean shit to you. It does however make me projectile vomit rainbows so deal.-

MOTHERFUCKING

SHAUN FUCKING MORGAN

 COREY FUCKING TAYLOR

*WARNING* IF LADY BONER LASTS LONGER THAN 4 HOURS, CONGRATULATIONS, YOU PROBABLY JUST TOOK A GOOD LOOK AT THIS PICTURE

 KURT COBAIN OMFG YES PLEASE

I HAVE HIM ON MY WALL

My very favorite songs

I guess one could say that this post is a continuation of this post about my favorite bands. This one is most of my favorite songs. NOTE: I listen mainly to progressive death metal, nu metal, grunge, and hard rock. I'm pretty sure there's some indie rock and psychedelic rock from the 60s in there too, though. These are in no particular order. (Another thing; I had to fucking look up how to embed grooveshark songs in blogger, specifically for this post. You'd better appreciate this shit.)

Needles by Seether

GENRE: nu metal/hard rock

Spheres of Madness by Decapitated

GENRE: progressive death metal

Bleed by Meshuggah

GENRE: progressive death metal

Blooddrunk by Children of Bodom

GENRE: melodic/progressive death metal

Out of My Way by Seether

GENRE: nu metal/hard rock

Gasoline by Seether

GENRE: hard rock

Lions in Cages by Wolf Gang

GENRE: indie rock

Let it Go by Fossil Collective (NO, NOT THE ONE FROM FROZEN, ASSWIPE)

GENRE: indie

Heart-Shaped Box by Nirvana

GENRE: grunge

Inside the Fire by Disturbed

GENRE: hard rock

Indestructible by Disturbed

GENRE: hard rock

El Negro Cósmico by Caifanes

GENRE: spanish soft rock

Snuff by Slipknot

GENRE: soft rock

Psychosocial by Slipknot

GENRE: nu metal

People=Shit by Slipknot

GENRE: nu metal

Aneurism by Nirvana

GENRE: grunge

Isolation by Alter Bridge

GENRE: rock/hard rock

Breath Again by Alter Bridge

GENRE: rock

Voodoo Child (live) by Jimi Hendrix

GENRE: 60s rock

Fuck It by Seether

GENRE: nu metal/grunge

Jon Batiste: the best musical experience of my life

Okay.

An amazing thing took place today.

Jon Batiste and his jazz band Stay Human visited our school to kinda hang out and be musical with us band/orchestra kids. It was optional wether or not we went, and for a while, I considered not going. Let me tell you something honey; had I not gone, my life would not be the same.

 They had a few kids up on the stage with them; two drummers, a sax, a bass, and a piano. I was that piano.

It was amazing.

For an hour and a half, we all played and improvised and soon every kid was up with their instrument and we were all playing and I am so happy oh my god. I swear I've been having a musical orgasm for five and a half hours straight.

This is Jon:

 (and Stay Human, they're all awesome too)

First of all, Jon Batiste is the most awesome person I've ever met. He's freaking adorable. I don't mean that in a romantic way, I mean it in that his smile and positive attitude are both contagious. He's like if Jesus and Jimi Hendrix had a baby. 

He's also ridiculously talented. He can ear play like me and he can play any genre and he's just awesome. He's the kind of person who supports everyone with anything they do, no matter the skill level. In fact, the entire band was just super cool and welcoming. 

Again; a Jesus and Jimi Hendrix love child. He's my new favorite person, and it was an honor to be with him.

Also, after playing piano with everyone, I was approached by my awesome band teacher. I was then asked by him to be in jazz band, so that was amazingly exciting, because you aren't usually requested to join jazz band.  THEN, I was approached by the ORCHESTRA teacher, who asked be to be the pianist for the orchestra. After telling him that I was planning on doing both wind ensemble and jazz band, he told me that it was ok, and that I could just jump in during any orchestra rehearsal when I have time and start playing piano with the orchestra. Do you know how much that means to me? TODAY HAS BEEN A GOOD DAY.