You put a spell on me.

May 16th, 2008

Beware: Watching P.S. I Love You will make you cry and feel good inside and make you remember what it is like to feel alive, to love and to want to be that better person you are always wanting to be.

Watch it and you will see. Plus Harry Connick Jr is so gorgeous and was unexpectedly the best part of the movie, for me, although I don’t think he was supposed to be.

That was the sad movie I was talking about watching and I’m really glad I did.

Sidenote: Do they have a word for iTunes addiction? Like a -holic or something?

In that kind of mood.

May 15th, 2008

I hate being in this state of mind.  Actually I love it.  The weather has been on a kind of edge here lately, raining and dark and I love every moment of those days because they are so infrequent in the desert.  It’s a funny thing, saying that the sun can depress you, but having sun 355 days a year will do that to you because of its constant unchanging perseverance.  So it puts me in that mood.   The only way I can describe it is melancholy but not sad, nostalgic but not bittersweet, empty but full of something like yearning but not needing.  It’s a creative and dangerous place to be.  I feel like drawing again, and I haven’t for 11 years.  I feel like pouring over old pictures and letters and maybe for the last time feeling something I don’t want to feel ever again.

Maybe I should just get drunk or watch a sad movie… or maybe both.

Deluxe fanny pack and a jeri-curl

May 14th, 2008

That pretty much sums it up.

The Ultimate Sap-fest, Part 2.

May 13th, 2008

Well, I’ve completed the first installment of Sap-fest, a mix of sad, sappy, tearful tunes. I say it’s the first because I made it in less than two hours. It is truthfully self-indulgent. It isn’t that I didn’t take anyone advice, I did. I even opened up suggestions to a broader audience, see here. And I did get some awesome ideas. That’s the problem. What I thought could be squelched in one fallow swoop is actually probably going to take volumes, and why shouldn’t it? So this first one is like my offering to you, a lot of melodies that make me feel oh-so bittersweet. I think because of this one I have been introduced to so many new musical woes. In a good way, of course. So don’t be disappointed that your suggestion doesn’t appear on this one, there will be more to come.

Side note: in no way am I trying to compete with the AWESOMENESS that are the Funky Carter mixes. Just had to get that out of the way. If you haven’t heard these, ask for them there. Plus I owe ALL of my good taste in music to Aaron, that is the straight-up truth. That’s how I roll. By the way, this mix contains all the other music not influenced by Ace. This was not planned, I promise.

Disclaimer: this mix is available to anyone who wants it, just email me: sadieandleo@mac.com. I’m not guaranteeing that you will like it, but please keep your harshness to a minimum, these songs are windows into my soul so if you get loud I’ll just cry and then you will have been responsible for making a girl in glasses cry and that’s punishable by being ignored for eternity.

Playlist to Ultimate Sap-fest Volume 1. Sad Songs Say So Much

1. A Different Corner- Wham! (4:02)

2. What I’ve Been Looking For- Zach Efron & Vanessa Hudgens (1:20)

3. Always Be My Baby- David Cook (3:54)

4. Without You Here- Goo Goo Dolls (3:49)

5. Maybe I- Five For Fighting (4:29)

6. Breathe In Breathe Out- Mat Kearney (3:43)

7. Sooner Surrender- Matt Nathanson (4:30)

8. Song For You- Michael Buble (4:43)

9. I’ll Be Seeing You- Etta James (4:43)

10. Talk Tonight- Oasis (4:27)

11. What Hurts The Most- Rascal Flatts (3:34)

12. I Would- long-view (5:27)

13. Give Up- Young Love (3:09)

14. The Ghost In You- Psychedelic Furs (4:17)

15. Wait For You- Elliot Yamin (4:21)

16. Crowing- toad the wet sprocket (3:18 )

17. Nothing Lasts Forever- Maroon 5 (3:08 )

18. When The Heartache Ends- Rob Thomas (2:52)

19. Split Screen Sadness- John Mayer (5:06)

20. Goodbye- Hootie & the Blowfish (4:06)

New at my place.

May 12th, 2008

I’ve been busy quietly creating and adding new and wonderful things over at SadieAndLeo.etsy.com, check them out:

Thanks for looking!

Must be a Harrison Ford Weekend.

May 11th, 2008

With the much anticipated new Indiana Jones movie coming out, a lot of cable channels have been running movies from the Harrison Ford catalogue. USA played all of the Indy trilogy and they are nesting nicely in my DVR. Airforce One was playing today when I was getting ready for work. And tonight, one of my favorite movies of all time was on Sabrina. What a magical movie it is. It is painfully outdated but that actually makes it charming and vintage. It was all but panned when it came out but the love story is dreamy and intoxicating and so is Harrison Ford*.

I can’t wait for Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.

*Side note: my old man crush is validated; although Harrison Ford is the same age as my Dad (65), his “domestic partner”= Calista Flockhart is 44. If you do the math, there is a 21 year difference between them and only a 12 year difference between her and I. So if you take that difference, that’s only a 9 year difference so it’s okay. <–that’s girl math and it only has to make sense to me

The Ultimate Sap-fest

May 10th, 2008

For a while now I have wanted to make a mix CD of the sappiest, most heart-wrenching songs.  Not so much cheesy, I want these to be for reals.  I love wallowing in those old feelings, I know!  I’m mental.  I grew up on The Cure and The Smiths so cut me a break here.  Anyhow, I’m taking suggestions, requests and the like.  They don’t even have to be the best of all time, they can be, but they can also be stuff most people haven’t heard.  Whatever does it for you.

What am I going to do with these songs?  Probably make a CD, like I said.  I’ll post the final playlist here and heck, if anyone is interested in a copy, well, misery does love company.

Who am I kidding here… Idol edition

May 9th, 2008

I would like to pretend that I am not interested in American Idol and that I just watch it as a spectator from the fence, but c’mon.  The other night Mike was even on the edge of his seat in anticipation… maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but he does have a favorite and he wants to see her take it to the end.  I’ve got my sights set on this guy:

David Cook.  Not surprisingly I always go for the rocker or the guy/gal who can actually sing.  I’m not taken with the kid who is all prepared for this, like they’ve been groomed for their first 16 years by Mom and Dad to “become” famous.  I like this guy because he is honestly behind his music and that is pretty hard to get through to people when you are paraded around a stage by Ryan Seacrest and made to sing a bland cross-section of pop music.  But this guy does it and does it well.

Sure I had/have a love affair with Chris Daughtry (4th place runner up on season 5) and I won’t lie, I still do.  I’m a sucker for the lovelorn, raspy voiced, hardened, soulful and honest all-American rocker and I won’t apologize for it.  Like Daughtry, I hope David Cook doesn’t win and I know that sounds crazy… crazy like a fox.  I look at it this way, this guy has it made, he’s got all it takes and he just needed to be seen.  He has done all he can to put himself out there and the venue has done its job.  So many artists come out of Idol and they are almost forced to put out these contrived cookie-cutter albums right out of the gate.  I don’t want that to happen with this guy, it shouldn’t happen with this guy.  He’s probably got original songs coming out of his ears he has just been sitting on waiting for his big break.

Do I want him to win: yes and no.  I would love to see someone with lots of talent and for lack of any better reason, because I dig him, beat out that crappy kid who makes me want to punch Muppets.  The other David, the favorite to win, leaves me empty.  Sure he’s adorable and a prodigy but he’s also annoying and predictable.  I guess if I was 13 or 76 I would prefer him.  But I’m not.  I care about what new music is being made and I want to see this guy make albums, lots of albums.*

*I know, I still refer to them as “albums”, I should really get over that.  As a matter of fact, I downloaded for the first time today 5 tracks from iTunes.  I’m a serious Mac user now.  Obviously they were David Cook tracks.

Need another reason to like this guy: he’s hot.

iPod Offering

May 8th, 2008

Colorblind

I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am fine

-Counting Crows

Me… finally.

May 7th, 2008

I have finally started to write my “Me” section here on my blog.  I never know what to say on those things.  If feel like they are everywhere and they always make you think of the same things.  It’s like writing my bio on the inside back cover of a novel.  “So and so now lives in Portland, Oregon with their two kids and a couple of Yorkies”.  I never know what to say.  So I’ve started with some things I like.  I like things, I like cake.  But what I like changes as frequently as the wind.  Today I like beading magazines but tomorrow I hate them.  Today I love early mornings and tomorrow I’m so tired I sleep past ten.  I can’t be pigeon holed even though I’m doing the pigeon holing.  I used to have this really witty banter on my MySpace profile and it was this amazing diatribe of how life to a thirty something was crystal and clear and every thing made sense now that I was a regular bill payer.  It was mostly crap in hindsight.  I want to say awesome things, I want to be able to relate to the world who I am and I’m able to, I’m pretty good with words, pretty darn good with run-on sentences too…

I suppose that is what this whole blog is about, trying to get to “Me”.  I don’t mean that in some existential way, I mean that in a very solid, down-to-earth kind of way.  “Me”.  Let’s just start with what I’ve got and see where that goes.