Another party

So last night I attended yet another party (busy week!) and had fun with my usual hanging-out-and-chatting-with-people-I-don't-know. I like it. It is probably my favorite and possibly the only reason I go to parties. Well, other than parties for people I already know and love. But big wild parties, I mean. I like meeting new people and having short and interesting conversations with people I may never see again.

The world is so big and it's nice to make some sort of connection, if temporary, with random people.

I left early, the T was turning into a pumpkin and I had to get on it. I think I may have even been on the last Red Line out to Cambridge - leaving Park St. at about 12:45. I actually left just before midnight, but the B line sooooo slow!

I came home and crashed - all this working and partying is exhausting!

Angry Music Makes Me Happy!

On being "metal"...

I would definitely consider myself metal, much more so than punk or goth or whatever else outside observers might categorize me. Although nowadays when I'm not wearing band t-shirts every day (only on weekends) they might not try to categorize my musical taste at all!

I'm a nice person, I'm friendly. Rarely violent (and I'm a vegetarian for goodness sake!) I'm physically pretty small and not intimidating, and I look really... normal. But, as someone told me recently, "it's proof that metal is on the inside". Very true.

Although I listen to a wide range of music from alternative to punk to prog to rock to metal, there is something about really heavy stuff that makes me feel oddly happy. I find it almost vaguely amusing. Is it because I don't take it seriously? No, not really.

Although Growl Karaoke is hilarious. And back in the old skool days it wasn't on YouTube. ;)
Cradle of Filth always gives me a laugh because it makes me think of the video where they're all coming in in the beginning and it shows their boots and Dani is probably about my height and has these huge platform soles on his boots...

Anyway, back on topic:

I don't think I can really explain it. I know it's supposed to be angry, but I hear the double kick double bass drums and heavy guitar riffs and it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. (I know, I'm weird.)

I've been going back to my musical roots lately, as I alluded to in an earlier post, and have recently been listening to In Flames. I don't think I could ever really love them because they don't have great vocals - the vocals are really important to me which is why I have such a deep love for Opeth, Amorphis, and Katatonia. But anyway, In Flames, *awesome* guitar work. I know now why Robb loved them so much - funny I never really 'got' it at the time, but listening to them on my iPod in the T station the other day on the way out to Rachel's I was suddenly struck by the really amazing guitar playing they've got going on.

And then there's this sudden urge I've gotten for the Beauty In Darkness compilation (Volume 1, of course!) which kind of got the whole thing started.

I kinda want an iPhone...

Tell me I'm a trend-whore and not to do it!

Since StariPod (yes, that's my blue mini iPod's name) is about to kick the bucket I was pricing out new blue video nanos - $200. Then I was thinking about how I miss my Sidekick and being able to read my email every 30 seconds. Also since I already have a family plan with bryghtrosefor AT&T I think it would only be $20 more a month to add the iPhone data plan to our existing plan.

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