
There's about six hours left in this day, but something really awesome could happen...
If it doesn't snow today, it will be the first time in 70 years that Toronto hasn't had snow in the month of November.
Thank you, El NiƱo.
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Don't shave/shape a treasure trail. As it grows out, it looks dumb. Really dumb. Either you have one or you don't. Look at it this way; if you're hirsute, but you don't have the TT, you're hotter for it. Trust.
I used to have these exact same BR underpants. I say "used to" because as soon as I saw this picture, I assumed mine were broken, so I threw them out.
so i must preface this with an official proclamation: i’ve become that guy. the guy that says there is no good “new” music. the guy that doesn't quite understand what the kids are listening to these days. and it saddens me.
what about the "the" new music i hear yo uask...well, lets just say i’ve been burned too many times to actively seek out the new voices. i mean, you can only be disappointed so many times, right? sure, there are some fun new voices; la roux & paloma faith come to mind. but aren't they just interesting retreads of iconic sounds
(yaz & amy winehouse respectively)? 2009 will go down in the books as being “eh”.
there has been one record that has consistently ripped me up all year long tho’; yeah yeah yeah’s’ it’s blitz!. i can’t remember the last time a known band so radically changed its sound (from wall of guitars, to wall of keyboards) - and changed it so deftly.
of the yyy’s music due to karen o’s tremendous scream), and the album certainly shows a healthy respect for the 80’s as well - but this album is full of sneer, attitude and full-one fury. it sounds like the dark, wet streets of new york at 3am. you’re either coming from the party, or going to the next party.
now, you didn’t ask for a dissertation on my favorite album, so i will try to whittle this down to my love of one or two tracks (brief was never my strong suit) - but i’m so torn. do i talk about the craze of ‘heads will roll’, the somber tone-poem of ‘runaway’ or the shiny electro/funk of ‘dragon queen’? dance till you’re dead, indeed.







Kris Allen ~ Kris Allen
Lady GaGa ~ The Fame Monster
Rihanna ~ Rated R
