Posts Tagged ‘Gossip Girl’


Brandon and Brody from the Evergreen State invited me on their Vodcast Throwing Lemons for a Q&A.

We talk about all sorts of fun things like Grey’s Anatomy, Gossip Girl, Friday Night Lights (ok we talk about TV shows a bunch), Vanilla Pepsi, Pol Plastino, Coldplay vs. Radiohead vs. Oasis, Politics, some radio broadcasting slips in there… good times.

A the five minute mark Brandon says, “OK, final question”… and then the tape rolls like 7 more minutes, so good times.

The boys will post the video of the show on their site later tonight, but if you have the time and/or care, here is the audio from the interview.

Have a Listen: Throwing Lemons with Me

Go with yourself.

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and it sounds pretty good.  here;

Have a Listen: The Proclaimers – “17”


and in other music news.

Iggy Pop is going Jazz!

Spinal Tap is BACK! (and in Vancouver in April.)

The new U2 record is being given away for free on my show!  Review right here.

Oh! this is neat.  No Doubt will be on my fave show EVAR, Gossip Girl. (no really, I watch it every week)

and if you listen to T.I. you’re basically the dumbest person ever made.  Hey, don’t be mad at me, blame science!

Robert Smith continues to lose his mind on Radiohead.  Hilarity ensues.

and that’s that.

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I think I need to invest in a good sweater.  In fact, there is a whole line of apparel I will need when the some money comes in.

I am filling in for Dylan for the next couple of weeks and each morning so far, I have froze half to death on my drive into the station.  And the weather has been good.  If/when it turns real sour with rain, and wind and sleet and hail, I’ll need a good sweater and some rain pants.  I scootered a couple winters ago and I don’t remember it being so cold.  Especially after my folks bought me a closed-faced helmet.  I must be getting weak in my old age.

One thing I have learned, two days into waking up at this ungodly hour, breakfast is king.  Fried up some eggs at 4 something this morning while watching the news.  Makes show prep so much more fun.  I think I am going to need ot troll a little deeper for stories and write twice as much.  The phones are crushingly slow in the AM and my show is six hours long.


Coral and I watched the Emmys on Sunday night and this clip had us both laughing.


Gossip Girl (yes, i watch it EVERY week) was mucho good.  Coral is reading the books, so she has insight that I can never match.  The show ebded with Dan being frozen out of society by the bullies of the school while Santogold’s “Shove It” played.  Groovy song.

Everytime Corj and I watch this show or Coral puts down her book, she says, “I want to go to New York so badly.”


If I can handle life this afternoon after the show, Corj and I are taking Madelyn swimming!  Then an epic nap before spinning tonight at Hugo’s.  My last Tuesday is October 21st.  I hope to see you down there sometime.  There is talk of moving the night to another club, but at this time nothing has been hammered down.  I think the coffee is done brewing so I am going to say “Go With Yourself” and pour a mug’s worth.

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I love our laptop.  OK, so I am not using the laptop right now… Coral is in the main room watching her stories and I like to listen to music while I blog.

My other minor obsession right now is iTunes’ Genius.  It is not just a clever name, this thing is genius.  I just punch in one song that I am feeling, and it culls my epic playlist for a nice bite sized 25 song playlist based on… magic.  Its gunna put my playlist making in the BC Museum, but I don’t really mind.  I had a baby and spending hours researching and listening to music for no reaosn other than enjoyment is silly.  You’re not suposed ot enjoy music, just consume it.

This is guy is a little more critical than me.

I like how I pick one song I am feeling, and then the machine goes through my 9,000 songs and picks out about 25 that fit the vibe.  I like that it picks some favourites and some album cuts that I wouldn’t normally associate (and I think Mozilla’s spell check just crapped out… silly beast) with what I am feeling today.

I am sure I’ll tucker of the whole thing tomorrow, but today, it is mighty fine.


Read this interesting article today.

Study Draws New Portraits of Narcissism

Basically it says that if you work in the media, you’re fucked up.  That is true.


Next week, I’ll be filling in for Dylan on the Morning Zone.  I think I’ll be having Vegan Author Sarah Kramer on the show.  Plus… this might be a little epic, but I want to try and call some famous Daves for “Is Dave There?”

like Dave Babych… and I’ll talk to his mustache and maybe ask him about how weird it was being married to his brother’s wife’s twin sister.  Like what?  His brother was his brother-in-law?  weird.

Also, Mike Devlin at the Times-Colonist spoils me and has a copy of Kings of Leon’s new record for me.  Huzzah.  Maybe some  KOL preview action and Mike’s thoughts, tomorrow on the show.

Local Vic rockers theset will be coming by on Friday for a chit-chat and live performance.

And what else on the work front?  Oh, I am trying to get Sheldon the producer to put Pro-Tools in another production studio so we can both work at the same time during the day and I can continue my production journey and go home at 7PM.

Almost done reading “The Grapes of Wrath.”  A L M O S T.  God, I have battled the book for awhile, but so close.  I can see why it is a classic.  Very good.  Not going to get into it here.  But if you are like, “Swa?  What is the Grapes of Wrath.?”  You can coles-notes it here.

The parallels of of what the Jodes went through and what is going on today with this planet today are crazy.

There are many quotes I want to take from the book.  A couple I want to share here are:

1) This one is for Coral and for my mother.  I think it is really sweet and I want to get it printed on a poster or a mother’s day card:

“(…) seemed to have experienced all possible tragedy and to have mounted pain and suffering like steps into a high calm and superhuman understanding.  She seemed to know, to accept, to welsome her position, the citadel of the family, the strong place that could not be taken.  And since old Tom and the children could not know hurt or fear unless she acknowledged hurt and fear, she had practiced denying them in herself.  And since, when a joyful thing happened, they looked to see whether joy was on her, it was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.  But better than a joy was calm.  Imperturbability could be depended upon.  And from her great and humble position in the family she had taken dignity and a clean calm beauty.  From her position as healer, her hands had grown sure and cool and quiet; from her position as arbiter she had become as remote and faultless in judgement as a goddess.

I like that passage in the book.  I thought it was very pretty.

The book takes the Jode family to some pretty dark places.  When they get to California it ain’t all movie stars and rock & roll music.

2) The Jodes have a hard time finding work and all the landowners call anyone wanting a fair wage a red.  Tom gets a job digging for a farmer and sure enough, on day one, he gets his wage cut down.

Tom stepped clear of the ditch and wiped the sweat out of his eyes.

“You hear what that paper said ’bout agitators up north a Bakersfiel’?”

“Sure,” said Wilkie.  “They do that all a time.”

“Well, I was there.  They wasn’t no agitators.  What they call reds.  What the hell is these reds anyways?”

Timothy scraped a little hill level in the bottom of the ditch.  The sun made his white bristle beard shine.  “They’s a lot a fellas wanta know what a reds is.” He laughed.  “One of our boys foun’out.”  He patted the pile of earth gently with his shovel.  “Fella named Hines – got ’bout thirty thousan’ acres, peaches and grapes-got a cannery an’ a winery.  Well, he’s all a time talkin’ about ‘them goddamn reds.’ ‘Goddamn reds is drivin’ the country to ruin,’ he says, an’ ‘We got to drive these here red bastards out.’ Well, they were a young fella jus’ come out west here, an’ he’s listenin’ one day.  He kinda scratched his head an’ he says, ‘Mr. Hines, I ain’t been here long.  What is these goddamn reds?’ Well, sir, Hines says, ‘A red is any son-of-a-bitch that wants thirty cents an hour when we’re payin’ twenty-five!’  Well, this young fella he thinks about her, an’ he scratches his head, an’ he says, ‘Well, Jesus, Mr. Hines, I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch, but if that’s what a red is-why, I want my thirty cents an hour.  Ever’body does.  Hell, Mr. Hines, we’re all reds.'”


I’m going to leave you with a couple “red” cuts for those of you out there trying to make a buck… then I am going to pour a hot bath and finish the Grapes of Wrath.


I hope you kept the receipt for that tiara Bee.

You know you love me.


Gossip Girl

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