ilaria the princess

quite the busy week. bloc party was fantastic on wednesday. wish i read the rules correctly; i could have brought the princess in, but i didn't. oh well. life goes on, and i'll see them a few more times. actually, many times,

i plan on posting a free write at some point by tonight or tomorrow night. i need to do it.

ben and i took ilaria to manch for a bit of a field trip. she laughed when i told her that some people call it new hampshire's ghetto. that's my little girl. she's just as hood as daddy.

here's what she saw.

(what i'm famous for)

(what a gem, my ilaria.)

got a nice little event at the monastery tomorrow night (that place is becoming my second home). kind of excited. expect to see those on sunday.

love you.

The New Baby/deuceseven

i got it today, at about noon. that's right. the digital rebel XTi. 10.1 megapixels of pure, unadulterated fun. her name is ilaria. she's a good kid.

she hasn't left my side all day. i'm going to be the most annoying person to be around for the next month. actually, i'll probably be just as obnoxious as always, but include the constant click of ilaria. just remember, it's her telling you that you're beautiful.

i'd show you pictures of her, but i can't exactly take pictures of a camera. but here's just some of the things she can do. and remember-- these are just snapshots. i haven't even toyed with the manual settings yet. when i do. game over. soho and williamsburg, here i come.

(getting up on people's calenders. no jokes.)ilaria loves her.

this one's my favorite so far. shows what she can do.

i hope blogger doesn't blow at photo hosting. if it does, i'll be sure to go ahead and purchase a flickr account by the end of the week. and oh yeah: it's supposed to be 65 degrees and sunny tomorrow. and i have nothing to do after 2:30. expect some more pictures.

but in other news, my boy(or girl) deuceseven has been putting in some serious work back home. i mean, real serious, to the point where even real heads are flailing like infants over his (or her) stuff. honestly, sickest shit i've seen since i've been paying attention to the scene. check it out here.

(i didn't take this one. props to jake over at streetsy.com.)

but either way, i like you. and fuck photosynthesis! (i have a botany test tomorrow. boo.)

Excitement

spring, huh? i wish it would make me as happy as i probably should be.

anyway, as my luggage is finally headed my direction (we won't get into it), some things are starting to look up. but the things i'm most excited about, eh?

1. plaid party - tomorrow night, laura, ben, louie, and i will be attending a party for our good friend tony. we're all supposed to be in plaid, but my boys have decided to one-up it and take a page out of the narra play book. i won't ruin the surprise; i'll just say check back sunday for pictures of good-looking people.
2. new camera - i've just purchased a Cannon Digital Rebel XTi. which is 10.1 megapixels. and a regular ol' sex machine. i promised myself a while ago that i'd never go digital, but finally, i've bitten the bullet, and i honestly couldn't be more excited about it. and you should be, too. with a 2 GB memory card a computer always at my side, this is going to change the whole concept of this blog. expect posts every day: more things i see, more things i hear. it's arriving monday. uh-huh.
   
3. bloc party - surprise, huh? well, laura bought tickets for the show at the orpheum theatre in bahston. i can't wait. all the new material. all the banquet. all the kele. <3.

that's the fun stuff headed your way. i'd stay and babble for longer but i've got to run. i'm special, you know?

Cheeky Brits

so i'm against ugly brits. especially ones who come to the bronx to shoot music videos in my personal fucking heaven!

i don't know the first thing about this broad. i don't particularly like the song. but, if you think this "set" is pretty, it's because it is. it's beautiful. it's probably the most incredible place one could see. i'm not supposed to reveal the location. it's sort of like a code. but apparently, an american director Bryan Barber decided to take this chick here and shoot a dumb video. and even paint her!

ack! ack! ack!



anyway, if you'd like to see the pictures i've taken of this place, go here. and say hi to mr. cheekzy while you're at it.

springbreaks on spring break

so after a little bit of water damage to the circuit board of a sprinkler system, my spring break has begun. now, this will either lead to alot of post or very little posting, depending on how eventual the next 9 days are.

considering i'm bathing in heineken right now, i'd go with little.

either way, i like your face.

throw my mobile phone into the sea.

bloc party: debuting at 12 on the billboard top 200.

i debated about posting another live recording of "two more years" before deciding it'd be a tad redundant for those who've heard it already. instead, here's "vision of heaven," an exclusive download (the internet's answer to the b-side) that could be found for free at purevolume.

download here

enjoy the funky tale of solitude and misery of a twenty-something dark-skinned englishmen whilst he enjoys some penne.

danceoff of teh year.

so for the last two months or so, i've been having a love affair with this lily allen.

and for the last year or so, i've been having a love affair with this milkcrate.

so, when my favorite British pop star and my favorite quasi-underground clothing line get together and have a love affair, the end product being a deliciously delicious music video, i get very happy. it's a weird fuckin' video, i won't deny that. but i cant stop laughing at it. and i want lily allen to spoon me. since she's taller than me, and all.

but enjoy the fun. and can someone tell me if that's piss?

links:
lilyallenmusic.com
milkcratenyc.com (peep the blog)



edit: so i've watched the seven seconds of the video where the chick with the fade gets to work about 30 times in the last five minutes. not only do i know realize that this beat is going to be stuck in my head while i sleep and wake up, but i think it has brought ben to the brink of insanity.)