I need to note: whenever I hear the song "Lover, You Should Have Come Over" I get swept away by it. It's magnificent in its words, melodies, harmonies, falls, rises- it's what makes me love music. I cannot help but swell with or brim with so many emotions when I hear this song! I'm feel exhaulted yet it has a bittersweet quality that makes me feel nostalgic or melancholy, infact. just a glorious song. jeff buckley, I would give my eye sight up just to hear you song that song live.


Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
but tonight your on my mind so you never know
broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
where are you tonight, child? you know how much I need it.

Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
sometimes a man gets carried away
when he feels like he should be having his fun
much too blind to see the damage he's done
sometimes a man must awake to find he really has no one
so I'll wait for you
and I'll burn will I ever see your sweet return
oh will I ever learn?
Oh, Lover, you should have come over- 'cause it's not too late. mmmm

 I want to say the date myself because I can hardly believe it.  This was without a doubt, bar none- the best night of my life.


I went to the Feist and Grizzly Bear show at the fillmore.  Kevin Drew featured on Feist's Encore with "Major Debut Label" AMAZING!!

Feist sat at her piano and asked if anyone in the crowd was a classical pianist.  A real classical pianist that went to a conservatory and did levels.  One person to her left said they did- but she asked which conservatory they went to and which level they were at and they gave away that they really weren't a classical pianist.  I raised my hand, which Louise pulled even higher and started yelling, "HER! SHE DOES! HER!"- Feist mutherfuckin pulled me up on stage and told me to play something.  She asked what my name was and I told her, "Melissa" then said, "okay Melissa, play something really good and really complicated- Give it up for Melissa!" I began to play "Reverie" by Debussy, which THANKFULLY (oh mutherfucking lord, THANKFULLY) I had DOWN because I had played it at a recital on the 10th.  So, I played it, dynamics all over the place- I just got into it.  I just pretended I was playing at my recital and just got into it.  Some asshole yelled "Free bird" in the middle to which I wanted to yell out "jerk, " but whatever- I kept going.  In addition to my hero- the woman I wished was my MOTHER, sister, and blood relation.  I finished half of the song cuz I could tell the crowd was getting impatient and quite frankly I didn't  wanna tackle MORE of the song- plus it was a good ending.    MY FUCKING GOD.  People yelled and screamed I felt like a rock star.  It truly was AMAZING.  I gave a bow and Feist came up behind me saying "Thank You! Thank you! Good Job!" I dropped down into the crowd and got a good pat on the back from everyone around me then enjoyed the rest of the show.  During the Encore break a guy came out of now where and shook my hand asking me who I was.  He apparently worked for SPIN magazine! He was reviewing the show and asked me my name, city I lived in, age-- I met him a couple of times after the show and he was incredibly sweet and kept on talking to me about the show.  Everyone was incredibly sweet- I thought that everyone would have forgotten me by the end of the show but everyone came up and gave me proverbial pats on the back.  Except for one guy but I think he was drunk.  I felt like a rockstar! left and right people kept congratulating me on a performances that I couldn't even remember doing because it was so surreal! I talked to another guy who actually knew who Debussy was and we talked about classical music and John Adams (contemperary minimalist type composer)- he told me that he could tell I was I got really in to it.  hahah the reporter guy asked if I was a "plant"- thought that I was planted in the audience.  I wanted to tell him that I was certainly not- I can't even get back stage to thank Feist and tell her I love her music.  I talked to the Roadie of Feist or Grizzly Bear and told him to tell Feist, from me "Thank you and you're my hero and I love her."  He was incredibly sweet also.  He shook my hand and held it sincerely saying I was really really good- damnit, I want his job.  Good Loooord to add to the night- after the show they were giving out posters- me and louise exited out right before they ran out.  So louise looked around on the ground for any and one of the security guards asked what was wrong and we told them we had no posters, so he ordered two more for us aaaand we gottem!  Afterward Louise and I blasted Feist, went to her house grabbed her guitar and broken social scene CD's, and drove to the top of the world and just jammed.  wonderful wonderful spectacular  beautiful night


I don't think I could have even dreamt this up.  I'm deliriously happy and astonished

1. to watch every jean-pierre jeunet movie (City of lost children, Life of Pi, The invasion, Le Manege)
2. to watch every movie of Woody Allen's concerning or taking place in New York City- "Manhattan" here I come (and I know it's unhealthy but I can't help it)
3. to watch every Michael Gondry movie (movies not short films- god that'd be impossible)
4. To watch several hitchcock movies
5. And "Eraser head"- not too interested in any other steven lynch films (sorry)
6. Borrow Claire's graffiti art movie! (or watch it with her)

i bought the new wilco album- 

and let me just say, I really really like it.    I was a little disappointed that their longest song was like..5:48 thought haha, even though "impossible germany's" pretty long it doesn't seem that long.  And THAT - is what makes good art!  I was thankful that Wilco maintained their tradition of giving a nod to great 60's/70's rock n' roll music, genre, culture...  It's not very blatant, but I just noticed it as I was listening to the cd, how much it gives off a Bob Dylan "Blood on the Tracks"/" blonde on Blonde" or Beatles "Let it Be"/"White Album" feel.  Heavy gain fender amps- telecaster guitars, quirky pianos, and swinging vocals...I don't know. hah, I don't even know.  I'm babbling. But!  some of the guitar solos- or duets interludes- are just -- absolutely wonderful and fun! and quirky!  When I listen to this album i think of when people used to sit around their vinyl player and listen to records.  I think that's where that 60's/70's feel comes from- no one really sits and listens to music anymore.  They're always doing something while listening to an album- that's not very intimate.  

Hah, even right now I'm typing this review while listening to the new album- and let me say "On and On and On" WOW! what a surprise- hello, Yann Tierson, ambiance, spinning on some sort of carousel contraption...  what a pleasant surprise! 

alright I'm done with this review.  But yeah- good album.

just kidding p.s. albums and music like this make everything okay.  i don't know what I would do without these feeeliinnnggsss

Just to keep everything on the up and up.

I saw the shins at the Warfield- one night on the floor and one way in the back seat section.  Suffice to say, the floor was much better, although I've ran into some debate about that from my company.  The first night they weren't as comfortable and they were playing straight through "Wincing the Night Away" but then switched to playing straight through "Chutes to Narrow" which only lasted about four songs- then changed it up.  Played every favorite of mine- including a great Pink Floyd Cover of "Breath."  The second night was alright, I hate sitting at concerts, I don't feel like I'm at one I feel like I'm watching a concert video instead.  Anyway- the second night was alright- they were a lot more talkative and personable.  They were great live- the singer if phenomenal!!! but the only draw back is that they don't really change anything up- it's almost exactly the same as the albums- however! they do do a really nice rendition of "Caring is Creepy" with accoustic guitar and harmonica (then slowly add really low key drums and bass)- wow, that's a really good rendition.  When they go into the chorus, you expect them to crescendo into chorus volume because the song just naturally builds up to it, but they stay relatively quiet and at a slower pace than the original.  Their openers (Viva Voce) was good.  I would never buy their cd's because I could tell I would be bored listening to them, but the girl could whail and was sooo interesting to watch.  She had a Yo La Tengo quality to her guitar solos (Electro-Pura wise).  Just really awesome solos, and personally, I couldn't get tired of it- when she played the loooong ass solo on "Breath" I was mesmorized. 

So that was that.

I've been going to the Berekely Poetry Slams- alright two.  But I've been enjoying it immensly, and it makes me even more mad that I didn't get into UC Berkeley.  But I'm sure I'll be fine at Davis..i keep having to remind myself of the positives of Davis.  Bike town, friendly people, good food, good music, good weather, bike town, friendly people, good food, good music, good weather, bike town...etc.

Oh I'm going to UC Davis.  gooooo Aggies

Currentl top albums:
Lauryn Hill (Miseducation of Lauryn hill)
John Legend (Once Again)
Seu Jorge (Life Aquatic soundtrack)
Rachel Yamagata (Happenstance.  it took me a while but I finally started to get into it)
Ray Lamontagne (Trouble ---- same with this album)
Imogen Heap (Speak For Yourself)
Shins (allll)
Sufjan Stevens (Avalanche)

I can't really narrow down albums anymore because I mostly listen to mixes.  And if not mixes then the jazz station b/c my car can't play burned cd's.  

I'm going to see Feist on June 26th and I'm pretty damn excited b/c it's at the Fillmore.  Can anyone say front row holler?

I work at Max's in Redwood city.  I've been bitching to everyone about my issues with that place- I'm finally growing up and will either become a bitter and cynical working citizen or completely suppress any type of anger or antics because no one wants to hear uninvited bitching, and even if it is invited it's not welcomed after the first 20 minutes of ranting.   god that was a horrible sentence.  I don't care to clean it up.  So anyway- It got better when I started gaining more friends than number of vindictive servers. Also I just recieved my paycheck and was reminded of why I have a job. 

I had my final senior prom.  It was fun with a few minor incidents (cue Badly Drawn Boy) but other than that everyone looked beautiful and the night was warm. 

I just figured out the tab to "Changes" by Seu Jorge- Holler at me.

<3 M

- i want out! now! now! 
- I'm frusterated and bitter because it's stupid and I don't understand why people do it.
- The play is getting a lot of positive response. That rocks =)
- It is going to be a sunny weekend in the 70's!
- I love finding old mixes with great songs that were overplayed then but enjoyable now.
- I think I would give up one of my senses to witness Jeff Buckley sing "Lover, You should have come over" live. 
- oh and to add on: why hasn't anyone done a biographical movie on Jeff Buckley? Honestly-  died young, just as his father did , and his body was swept away by the Mississippi river; never to be found. that's magical. 
- Badly Drawn Boy March 23!!

traffic school education videos help me to understand why Elvis shot the television set.


So the Pizza 4U Comedy traffic school was actually not bad.  I had an interesting teacher.  She was/is a jazz singer that sings at Yoshi's, a UC Berkeley graduate, liberal who had a weird accent that faded in and out.  She was a san franciscan who has "stories on top of stories."  She kept using old analogies to explain things in lamen's terms.  She was also sassy.  It kept the class fairly interesting. 

The woman made us do icebreakers which made me think, oh great, this is going to be a get-to-know-you thing.  But it wasn't.  We talked for about five minutes and decided we didn't really feel particularly chatty since it was 8 in the morning on a sunday.  But I had a fairly old guy in my group who had a dragon tattoo on his right forearm.  We started talking about dragons and how the mythical tale behind it was that if you conquor the dragon you will claim all his presents- so it's something to do with adversity.  I told him that my mom and I are dragons so- it's a special symbol for me too.  brief bonding moment- after that we didn't talk.

I picked a seat next to a raving, sickly white woman with thin oily hair, whethered skin and glitter on her face (well I didn't she sat next to me) .  She kept making comments to no one that either refuted or agreed with the statement just made.  I thought- great.  This is what I get for choosing a seat in the back.  I glanced over at the book she had in front of her which marked, Women With Attention Deficit Disorder.  It all made sense and actually made me relieved that there was a reason she was acting so strangely.  She kept on yelling out, "Well hey, easy for you- I have a learning disability!"  She was either coughing or alluding to the fact that this was her THIRD time in traffic school and how bad of a driver she was.   And it made me uneasy- the neurotic side of me came out.


After about the fourth hour, when I already gathered a fairly good impression of everyone in the room, I began to imagine us all in some sort of disaster crisis that had a time limit.  I pictured it like I in a movie- who would be the take-charge guy, the guy who dies first, the one who gets badly injured and dies maybe minutes before we're okay, which woman will be the maternal one caring for the injured,  who would freak out and just bare the natural disaster by themself, who would be like the second in command, and which man would be the helpful technical guy.  Then there is of course the main person in this day dream (yourself, myself) who of course just does not die and miraculously (even though did not contribute) is of the minority who managed to stay alive.  

The room was so dimly lit yet it had flourescent light bulbs.  And going outside didn't help because it was overcast.  But we got free dominos pizza and two comedy club tickets.  it could've been a lot worst.  8 hours DONE!

<3 M

just keeping track:

Andrew Bird w. apostle of hustle (on sale sunday 10:00 am) May 1 (tuesday) @ the fillmore

Decemberists - 4/25-26/07 @ the warfield

Sondrew Lerche (friday)   3/23 @ fillmore

Pepper ft. Mad Caddies (Sun)  3/25 @ fillmore

Rocky Votolato (wed)  4/ 18  @ bottom of the hill

Ben Gibbard Solo tour (on sale Monday @ 3pm) Fri 5/ 18 /07 @ fillmore

Tempo de naughty groovy

Tempo de Trucko

Tempo De Zoot Suit Melancholia

Tempo di prodigal keed

Tempo di Barrel House

Tempo de Sukiyaki

Tempo di Dog House

Tempo de Litvak

Marcato Moderato Martini de Gin Mill

Largo de Morbid

Tempo di Bootblack/ Tempo de Patent Leather

Tempo di-sturb de Neighbors

Tempo di Last Mile

With Plenty of Yaak (or Hicky)





Excerpt from a flyer for Fats Waller Concert: 

"88

I'm gonna sit right down and write yourself a letter...

About a gr8 d8 that's definitely on the sl8, for about half past 8, on january 14th.

You see, on this d8,there's going to be a deb8 (well sort of t8-a-t8) between this humble advoc8 of the piano laure8 and a few intim8 sk8s. (Friends, by the way, of the L8 Sister K8).

It'll be at Carnagie Hall.

I'd like to prognostic8 - it's going to be some conglomer8 of that brand of vertebr8 that loves to gravit8 around a musical cr8 and a str8-bar-8 and start to cre8...good music!

Don't forget the d8, 75 cents to 2 dollars pays the fr8.  By the way, don't be L8.  

see you at the g8."

Things that make me happy:

- seu jorge and his david bowie covers
- morning showers
- Graffiti Research Lab
- Billie Holiday and Lester Young
- my dog and his slutty college sweatshirt
- also the fact that he pee's like a girl
- having a successful first NOISE! concert.
- meeting the Magic Bullets and finding that they're totally chill and sweet (and to know they're a bit socially AWK, as am i) + also getting a free t-shirt in exchange for giving the drummer my old rug
- talking with haley and John at Coyote's Cafe randomly one sunny sunday afternoon
- realizing which friends you will always have commonalities with despite hiatuses in the relationship

things I don't like:

- school
- mornings
- ASB
- how socially AWK I am
- That I got the new Of Montreal CD and don't like at all, really. I wasted a free CD.
- bad drivers
- the po po's
- "Rumors"
- uneccesary work
- hiatuses in enjoyable relationships