I think I'm in Love with my Radio, Because It never lets me Down

Ello. To begin, I would like to make the Rock Genre of my band line-up to be as follows (this one was the easiest):
Janis Joplin
Jimi Hendrix
Led Zeppelin
We would all take acid/ smoke a lot of weed and it would probably be the experience of a lifetime. i dont really have to say anything else about this one i dont think.
Secondly, I would like to create my jazz lineup as follows:
Micheal Buble
Jaime Cullum
Frankie Sinatra
I think this is a nice mix. dont you? i would love to listen to this concert while in the tub... too much? Also, I think a jamie cullum&frankie s collab would be interestingggg-and possibly really good.
Thirdly my hip hop line up would consist of:
Q-tip
Zion I
Kid Cudi
My New FAVORITE artist is Kid Cudi. Most definitely. and Qtipwould perform "go hard" and zion I would perform "Silly Puddy" and kid cudi would perform "day and night" and also "embrace the martian" and it would be in CLEVELAND because that's where kid cudi is from. Representing==>Ohio. :)
and Lastly, my choice of genre- is going to be Electric.. and it would go as follows:
the Vitamin String Quartet, who covers a bunch of bands and plays with their strings
Moby
and then Daft Punk- once the night livens up they can slam out an energetic huge ending to this concert.
Thasss the conerts I would LOVE to go to this summer.. hmm. maybe.

Teenage Wasteland.

I work hard. Wait, no, I take that back. Correction......NOW, I work hard. Now, I work my ass off. Now, I run around this godforsaken campus at such a fervent pace that by the time all is said and done you can literally see fragments of my asscheeks littering every inch of College Green. With that said( and quite graphically, I must say), I havn't always been this way. Far from it actually.

Yes, there was a time when I lazed. I lazed long and I lazed hard. When I first got to college as a freshman and began said lazing, I spent a good portion of my time wondering what all the fuss was about. College, for lack of better words, seemed fucking easy. I drank all night, most days, and took as few and far between 101 classes as studently possible. I made ridiculous friendships with outlandish characters and shit the days away doing godknowswhat godknowswhere with godknowswho. We thought we were living the life, and, for the time being, we were.

Freshman year was one of the greatest times of my life. I left Athens after one year chockfull of crazy times and with a G.P.A that, luckily, didn't correspond. I went on to spend the entire summer working at a day camp for little kids. I have no idea what massive debt I must have been incurring at the time that would have had the ability to force me into a job in which I would even have to SEE kids, let alone take care of them. I was pretty much a one-hit-wonder on the babysitting circuit in my hood (not one-hit as in "I actually hit the kids", but more like "I might as well have been beating the living daylights out of them for the sheer terror I think I inadvertently put in their little souls"), if that gives you any idea of my child-rearing capacity. Long story short- I went to the camp, played a little batter-on-the-bounce, drank 8 trillion juice boxes, and fell in love (with the children, that is. no such luck for my real love-life). The rest is Oakley (name-of-camp) history.

I returned to Athens in the Fall, but something had changed. I squatted down in my dorm room, making a GC on the GF (this is an acronym for the timeless dormfood classic we have come to know and love as a "grilled cheese on the george forman(grill)"). 'A Real Chance at Love's theme song blared out of my gigantic television as I sat down on my crusty futon to enjoy the gourmet dish. It was all so familiar. I had done it a hundred times in the past 3 quarters, yet somehow it was different now. I was older. I had done more...seen more....lived more.

I don't know where you think I might be going with this, but let me stop you before you start. Trust me. I know. There is always value in relaxing. Everyone needs that guilty pleasure. That time to themselves to maybe just do nothing else but enjoy the pure, unadulterated, nothingness that is 'Rock of Love with Brett Michaels'. I get it.

I'm just here to say that there IS more. It's so easy to be lazy, and oftentimes our asses feel like they weigh 5 million pounds more than our beer-guts (which I trust is not always the case). But there comes a point when you must DO SOMETHING. Anything. It doesn't even have to be the right thing, cause most of the time there isn't one. But just get out there. You gotta put all that life inside of you in motion. Because nothin's gonna happen to you just sittin in your room/dorm/apt/house/bathroom (aside from the fact that your brain cells will slowly deteriorate and rot, along with your will to live......haha kidding!).

So LIVE life. Let it get the very best of you. Something should.

p.s.> so that is my cheeeeezefest inspirational schtick for now...i promise i wont be servin up McTestimonials daily like RevRun. pinky swear.

Are you there Vodka? It's me... Mackenzie.

I just want to read this book. But I can't. Because I have too much to do. I have been sick for two weeks. My boyfriend has spread an pandemic mutant virus to me.. and I then of coarse was a carrier to all the other students on my campus, and my karma is Never Getting Healthy. I also have bipolar disease of emotions during winter quarter. Sundays blow because it's the wrath of the weekend day-- time for you to reflect on everything you didn't do, or what you should not have been doing, and missing home and a nice hot meal. PLUS im sick, like nasty girl in the classroom who is getting up out of the classroom to blow her nose every 15 minutes and you'd definitely regret sitting next to me because all i do is cough and make you feel disgusting-- because I feel disgusting. Ive kept cleaner than I usually do because showering is one of the only things that makes me feel like a normal person for a couple hours-- but I probably will still give a lasting impression on the students i interact with in my classes this quarter. also with the peoplei pass on the street because my face is entirely covered excluding only my eyes by my scarf because it feels better to breath that way. Ha ok well thats my shpeel.
ps kudos to people that let you stay in their apartments while they go out and watch their dvr'd material when you just can't stand being in the dorm one second longer.

3oh!3 and me.

It's a long, quiet school day in sleepy Boulder. In a small classroom at the University of Colorado tired students lay across desks, nursing icky hangovers as some monotone prof drones on about the importance of Electromagnetism. A scrawny, dark haired student by the name of Nathaniel Motte lightly drums his fingers on a lab table, a lab table he is sharing with some sleeping stranger's forehead. The drowsy fellow, Sean Foreman, is stirred from his drug-induced slumber. Lazily looking up at the source of the rhythm...
"Dude... Do you like music?"
"Yeah, dude....Do you?"
"Yea........."
They separately ponder over this newfound information.
"Dude....."
"Yea, dude?"
"You wanna, like....start a band?"
Sooooooo this might not be exaaaactly how the story went for now-buddies Sean Foreman and Nathaniel Motte, the charismatic duo that currently comprises the crazy electronica band, 3oh!3, but you get the gist. "Why would I create such an elaborate back-story in my head?" you ask? Well, mayyyybe because their 2008 album, "Want", is my pick for best of the recent months. That, or the fact that I have a psychotic imagination that no longer allows my better senses to put a cork in it. Come to think of it, it's probably more of a combination of the two.

Anywhoooooo, GREAT ALBUM. If you like neon, sweating, and getting your face rocked off, you will love this album. You should also work on teleporting yourself back to the 80s because I get the feeling you'd dig that too. By far the best song is "Don't Trust Me". A cheeky little diddy that'll get you goin and make you wanna shake your ass in someone's face who's an assface.....or is that just me? My little sissy seems to disagree with me, claiming the song "PUNKB*TCH" (no i did not add the asterik for good measure. That is actually how it appears.) is the best. But, with lyrics like "Slip 60 in her panties," I feel slightly uncomfortable hearing the verses come out of her pre-pubescent mouth. But then again, who am I to judge?

As for the "me." segment of this blogpost that the title implies, I got nothing. Life is crazy-busy right now, but packed with, I fear, nothing that would excite the masses (That is to say I simply must cater to the giant following of devoted blog-readers we have here.). My current stressor is a direct result of being a member of the OU Ad Association. Right now we are working on a national competition to create an ad campaign directed at college students to encourage them to drink responsibly. I think it's safe to say after racking my brain for several hours in attempt to come up with an advertising miracle, my creative juices are at an all-time low. School is taking a backseat, but what's new? What's college if you don't skip a class or 5 every now and then?

I'm off to go iron a picture of myself onto a t-shirt to give to my friend as a bday present.

PeaceLoveDope,
abby

p.s.- Mackenzie.....Nickelback? Isn't it enough that I had to hear "look at this photo-graph..." 3498748945948579384743 times last summer?

"You Look Better With Something In Your Mouth"????....

Oddly enough, I think the best album that has recently come out is Nickelback's "Dark Horse".
Who am I, right? I don't like country, I certainly have not enjoyed Nickelback's scratchy voice value ever,and have not failed to mention that to those around me. So, what's the difference with this album that my 45 year old uncle referred me to? I just like it. And it holds some sentimental value, so I'm allowed to say, in my own opinion, that it is the best album that has recently been released. Sentimental value, you ask? Maybe I've been watching way too much Rock of Love and this type of music has become my pre-gaming pump up music before viewing, but you're wrong. Some songs on CD, like "Something in Your Mouth, " definitely may lead one to believe that I may like to wear thigh-high leather boots, silver lip-stick, and have 4 inch-long nails with an "I love Bret" tattooed on some obscene place on my body, but my friends, this is not my sentimental valued reason.
I am pertaining more closely to the song, "if today was your last day". It's the second to last song on the CD and it was played in my step father's slideshow at his memorial service. He passed away this past December and he wasn't the silver-lipstick "something in your mouth" kind of person, but he definitely understood and had a large appreciation to the humor in songs like that. He always sat outside in the garage listening to oldies and every once in a while he liked bands like 3 doors down, or the album my uncle had suggested for my mom to buy him for Christmas this year, Nickelback. I definitely think he would have enjoyed this CD. It isn't similiar to what he was used to me listening to, he definitely did not like rap or hip hop of any kind.My step dad was a classics kind of person. He loved The Eagles, The Doobie Brothers, The Beatles, The Who, etc, etc... You get the idea.
So Nickelback's CD... "if today was your last day" is another one of those ballads that once the single comes out I believe will have the potential to be Really quite overplayed on the radio and will get a lot of people who don't normally listen to nickelback- like myself- to either become attached from relating it with someone they love or just take it for its sound quality and catchy lyrics. Immediately following "if today was your last day" is the song "This Afternoon". And just as quickly as "if today was your last day" brought me to tears, so did "this afternoon," because this is a happy go lucky tune that I know my step dad would be blaring in our garage at 2 am singing making us laugh--even though we were ready to go to bed-- he refused to stop having a good time and being silly. I can see myself listening to this on the radio this summer, probably drinking by the pool or sitting by a fire.
Many of the other songs could definitely have a Bret Micheals, "Rock of Love" vibe... and I want you all to know, thats okay...
I think that nickelback did a good job on this Cd and has kept a consistency with their sound and style, all the same making music that's going to be liked because of the meaning and enjoyment that goes along with the songs. I think the raspy vocals have also been toned down, which is desirable.
So, for this album I can say that it really isn't my style of music, but I think it can go under the category of music you know and like because your parents listen to it. It's not something you would download the day the album was released in high anticipation, but these songs will find their way to you, I promise. They're going to find their way onto the radio and countdowns, as their first single already has,"gotta be somebody", and they may become overplayed and Chad Kroeger's voice will probably start to bother you... But hey, it is gonna be good the first time you hear some of these ones! So just know that you'll at least enjoy it once or twice :)

Now as for Athens, Ohio and my life this instant=> is busy, but in a good way. I haven't been too anxious or nervous about my first few exams- that's been nice, but I also haven't recieved any of my scores for these first few exams therefore this attitude may be changing quickly. I'll take it for what it's worth for now... I NEED TO BUY A MUSIC DOWNLOADING SERVICE. This may also be a reason why I am choosing Nickelback as my favorite new album. Because it is one of the only new albums I have heard. You would learn, if you lived in Athens, that you become cut off to the real world, pop culture society, because you live in the middle of nowhere and the only type of cultural stimulous is whatever court street has to offer you. I just bought the new issue of Interview Magazine and I'm SO excited to read it. I really also need to subscribe to that magazine. I find it so interesting and actually valuable "famous-person-obsession material" instead of like US magazine or PEOPLE, not to say I don't totally enjoy reading those either.. and also will admit to it being completely pathetic... but in Interview Magazine, its just all interviews with famous people, or people who have some type of significance with art, movies, some type of production hooplah and---- so yeah it's really interesting to read what they have to say and to actually kind of get into their minds, because thats the most interesting part of a person right? I have an interview with Zac Posen taped to my wall in my dorm room from Marie Claire magazine and it was so fascinating- I loved his answers he just seemed like he would just truly have a sense of fabulousness around him if I were to meet him in real life. But anyways!!! Abby is meeting me downstairs now to enjoy some Hot Hot dining Hall food- awful. ch-ch-check it out.

Also.

Check Out :
http://www.acrn.com/
to listen live to OU's student run online radio!
Make requests, check out the students, listen to the music, join the facebook group, What Have You!
Just Check It OUT.

I Wanna Be Made.

So, here's the skinny:
my name is Mackenzie and I Am offically a Platform One Reperesentative at Ohio University with my girlfriend Abby (literally we are kind of dating, just last night we shared a romantic snowy moment outside of her door while we waited for someone to walk by--hopefully to be going into her dorm so they could let her in, Becauseeee not only is Abby phoneless but she is also without keys to her dorm, Shocker.)


So you below there was the story of Derrik. And the Teenage Cool Kids. I enjoyed my Monday night and I think Abby could say the same...
I need to confront you all though and tell you the true story about Derrik. Abby first of all approached him. She asked him about his wedding ring and how long he had been married. She was playing with his red, 6 inch, thick... gotee, when the Teenage Cool Kids approached me and told me Derrik had been at the bar since 4 pm and was an innocent Nelsonville citizen who didn't want any trouble. Abby was persistently putting her hand in his back pocket when we were watching the last show when she started talking to him about porn?? and then he stormed out after Abby threatened to punch him because he wouldn't go in the bathroom with her.
Haaa. Ok just kidding.
He was definitely creeping the whole night and the "Teenage Cool Kids" took care of us, thanks a million actually.
As for the show-->I can't say their music was "shoegazing" really, but they did have some catchy melodies and energetic dance moves that would make anyone smile, and smile we did. So my advice: I would buy the CD because they were nice guys, but I would rather check them out live again before actually Listening to the CD. AKa they sounded way better live than recorded. That happens... and It's Okay.

So school blows, I don't mind going to class until the lecture exceeds 15 minutes then I begin to doodle and let my mind wander until its impossible to get back on track again and end up sitting in misery for about an hour and thirty minutes.

Anyways, I'm done with my first week of classes at 5. I am going to go to Rio Grande and have a Grande lime shake with salt and eat some of my favortie mehhicanno food on all of campus.

We Are Back In Athens And Back In ACTION.