So I was watching a video for one of the most recent winners of Season 2 disBand "These Kids Wear Crowns" and my thoughts were as follows:
- most annoying band name since Forever The Sickest Kids
- they ARE the Canadian FTSK
- im digging it and now i have to go watch their disBand episode
After getting filled in a bit on their story, I decided to check out one other song, besides the nauseatingly catchy single "Break It Up", on Youtube. While the cheery, power-pop played, I read through the mixed reviews in the comments.
It seems that either they HATED them or they LOVED them. There wasn't an in between. Excluding me of course because I'm a new fan (:
Anyways. What bothered me so much, that I had to log into blogger and rant about it, is all of those fucking trolling critics.
Yeah, we know about Aerosmith and Led Zepplin being music Gods. Can we move on now?
There are tons of scenes of music. If this power-pop, synth isn't your style, turn off your speakers and go flip through a vintage record store.
Hold on, hush now haters. I completely see where you're coming from. It seems unfair when music you find cruel to the ear becomes so widely popular, while bands you worship sit in the dusty shadows. And anyone you share that music with looks at you like it's the sound of trees dying.. Until they go mainstream.
But anyone and everyone is entitled to fulfilling their dream and reaching their goals. They're choosing to get there by singing in a high key, playing fast and singing about love and life and promoting happiness. How is that a bad thing? And why are you so all-knowing to have the right to want to take that opportunity away from them?
There were also comments saying that they didn't deserve to win the show and that they were only kept for ratings. You know what? Stfu. The show is there for a reason: to discover underground and unsighned CANADIAN bands, because there is a lot of prejudice against Canadian talent in regards to the music industry. And when a label signs a band, they want to earn money from that band. And to make money in the music industry, you need to have people who will buy your music. Obviously they're paying attention to ratings. Fan base, much?
I listen to a bunch of different types of music. I'm going to a show this weekend with a bunch of hardcore bands. They sing about the darker sides of life; pain, loss, hate. This type of music, obviously, tends to attract more aggresive crowds.
Yet a lot of screamo and metal bands all sound the same! It doesn't matter where you stick your break down, dude. It's still exactly the same as every other band you're touring with.
Sounding the same in agressive music doesn't matter, but once it's pop, if you have drums, a singer and guitars, you're immeditely labeled as a copy.
I think people need to hang up their guns sometimes and just view everything from a different perspective than their initial one. Yes, annoying band name. Popular style. White guys wearing tight pants. But they are, after all, These kids Wears Crowns, and are just getting started.
I just wanted to give my opinion on the overall approach to certain genres of music.
oh btw.
am i the only one done with Stereos?
xox
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1.3.10
When Things Like Breathng Feel Like a Waste

Hello March break!
Sorry I've been neglecting you blogger.
This past week has been really busy and I am so ready for this time to just relax.
This past week has been really busy and I am so ready for this time to just relax.
LIFE is COMPLICATED.
ignorance is bliss.
mm, sleep and reading.
and spring wind through my window in the morning..
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it's nice to finally see the sun.
Concert this Friday, out and in for movies all week.
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pce
22.2.10
This Is How We Stay Connected Over Time and Space
Today it snowed. and snowed. and snowed. and snowed.
Did I know it was going to snow and snow and snow? Nope. So I wore my Vans.
safe to say that my toes have frostbite.
Apart from the rudely intrusive weather, today wasn't half bad.
There was a substitute teacher at school which made it a pretty laid back day.
((could there really be something changing with me?))
With the stupid cold weather comes the flu. My nose has been running all day and I feel like a big, fat sack of yuck.
I never knew how ignorant I was until this year. I've been learning a lot more about the mysteries of the world and how, as a global community, we behave. Soldiers have been in Afghanistan for NINE YEARS! that's stretching across the boarder of a decade, Blogger. How crazy is that?
It frustrates me until I'm just about ready to explode. How can you keep troops there for so long, solving barely anything?
These are our family members who are losing their lives. Our citizens. Don't get me wrong; All the soldiers in our troops are brave, courageous human beings who's legacies wont be forgotten. What they do and what they prepare themselves to do is heroic and the determination they posses is inspiring.
However I can't shake the fact that these are lives that could be spent in a playground pushing a child on a swing. The hours spent training soldiers could be used educating nation leaders on how to co-exist and productively work together towards saving the Earth . Instead, we decide to send men out to fight unbeatable wars. What century are we living in here people?
And how could we let communities get so torn apart by sexism, homophobia and racism? World leaders still can't cope with the oh-so-horrific concept of same-sex couples swapping spit. Some homosexual couples express what looks to me as true love and the fact that people are still disgusted by the lgbt community.. well that disgusts me.
We need to stop teaching future generations of the behavior of our past and start teaching them how to live open minded and open hearted.
But maybe its not that I'm realizing all of this now.. it's that I'm finally mature enough to understand what it all means.
Could I ever be satisfied under a star-ridden sky if I can even ask "where's the rest"?
Did I know it was going to snow and snow and snow? Nope. So I wore my Vans.
safe to say that my toes have frostbite.
Apart from the rudely intrusive weather, today wasn't half bad.
There was a substitute teacher at school which made it a pretty laid back day.
((could there really be something changing with me?))
With the stupid cold weather comes the flu. My nose has been running all day and I feel like a big, fat sack of yuck.
I never knew how ignorant I was until this year. I've been learning a lot more about the mysteries of the world and how, as a global community, we behave. Soldiers have been in Afghanistan for NINE YEARS! that's stretching across the boarder of a decade, Blogger. How crazy is that?
It frustrates me until I'm just about ready to explode. How can you keep troops there for so long, solving barely anything?
These are our family members who are losing their lives. Our citizens. Don't get me wrong; All the soldiers in our troops are brave, courageous human beings who's legacies wont be forgotten. What they do and what they prepare themselves to do is heroic and the determination they posses is inspiring.
However I can't shake the fact that these are lives that could be spent in a playground pushing a child on a swing. The hours spent training soldiers could be used educating nation leaders on how to co-exist and productively work together towards saving the Earth . Instead, we decide to send men out to fight unbeatable wars. What century are we living in here people?
And how could we let communities get so torn apart by sexism, homophobia and racism? World leaders still can't cope with the oh-so-horrific concept of same-sex couples swapping spit. Some homosexual couples express what looks to me as true love and the fact that people are still disgusted by the lgbt community.. well that disgusts me.
We need to stop teaching future generations of the behavior of our past and start teaching them how to live open minded and open hearted.
But maybe its not that I'm realizing all of this now.. it's that I'm finally mature enough to understand what it all means.
Could I ever be satisfied under a star-ridden sky if I can even ask "where's the rest"?
20.2.10
We Are But the Stones to Pave the Way
Yesterday my dad went to BlockBuster and brought me back the second installment of the Bioshock series.
I just recently finished the first game and ever since have been infatuated (and slightly terrified) by Rapture.
There are a lot of games that I've fallen in love with,
but this is definitely at the top.
I just really appreciate the time
and thought put into this game.
There are a lot of games that I've fallen in love with,
but this is definitely at the top.
I just really appreciate the time
and thought put into this game.
Anyways besides being a dork, the last few weeks have been one stressful ball of mess. I try to let everything brush off my shoulders and focus on whats important; to be happy and make sure everyone else is happy, too. It's proven to be rather difficult some days.
I miss Scary Kids Scaring Kids. They will continue to be a large part of my life and even though they cant be there, on stage, in the flesh, their music is always going to impact me.
I feel disgusting, I feel dirty.
I think I'm beautiful, I think I'm wonderful.
I expect everyone to love me, I expect everyone to love whatever work I produce.
Then reality kicks in and I feel worse than before.
I think I'm beautiful, I think I'm wonderful.
I expect everyone to love me, I expect everyone to love whatever work I produce.
Then reality kicks in and I feel worse than before.
When you are older, you will understand.
I have grown up, but I don't want to know that the world isn't filled with light.
I don't want to know the complexities of a relationship and that sometimes things 'don't work out'.
I want to know why the world isn't fair and why experience is earned over heartache.
I have grown these inches, but I still don't why why some people have less than I do.
I don't want to know how they treat woman like me,
And how many animals go extinct in a year.
I don't want to question whether I'm healthy or not
Based off the billboards.
And I don't want the government telling me how to live my life.
I grew up thinking that with existance came an equal place for everyone and no one was left without love.
If understanding the world requires me to grow, then answer me this:
When do I stop growing?
Because I still do not know.
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