a little bit more about me

My name is Beth and I accidentally have found myself living in Arizona but I'm originally from Tennessee. My education is in history and anthropology, which means that I know a little about a lot of things and can hold my own at a cocktail party in mixed company. I work in museums, doing all sorts of things ranging from researching and writing exhibits to cataloguing absolute wickety wak. I love comedy, baking, photography, my daughter, dogs, and above all else, napping.*

* 2013 edit: Oh yeah, and my new son too.

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    Entries in music (5)

    Tuesday
    Aug052014

    it's not me, it's all of you

    One of the joys of sharing a single vehicle is we get to discuss our mutual hatred of local radio. If I had time to Google, I could confirm that all radio stations are really just run by one single horrible algorithm (I'm talking to you, I Heart Radio, I think?) that plays the shittiest songs all at the same time and all go to commercial at exactly the same time, too. So we constantly find ourselves bopping from one preset to the next trying to find something less awful than Don Henley or Eddie Vedder or Van Hagar or...whatever. By the way: it's a terrible day when you find that the classic rock station's playlist is actually stuff from your own adolescence rather than tunes from before your time. Related: June 2003, you still haunt me. Anyway, as we were driving around tonight, I lunged for the off button in 0.06 seconds when Rod Stewart came on. 

    My Better Half: "Have you ever wondered if, instead of everyone else having bad taste, YOU'RE the one with bad taste, just unable to appreciate that Rod Stewart is actually good?"

    Me: "Uh, no! Have you?"

    My Better Half: "God no!"

    What a ridiculous question.

    Wednesday
    Sep262012

    Chicks Who Rock

    I was sitting in the driveway rocking out to "Goodbye Stranger" when My Better Half came out to see what the hold up was. When he saw I was rocking out he said "Y'know Supertramp is ALWAYS on some station, isn't it?!" I said "Maybe. But this is on the iPod. It's on the 'Chicks who rock' playlist."

    My Better Half: "Uh...you realize Supertramp is dudes, right?"

    Me, jamming out to the falsetto section: "Is it? Is it reaaaaaly?"

    By the way, Queen is on that playlist too.

    Sunday
    Jan222012

    Too Cool for Cool Tunes

    My friend Doug once famously said, "I'm over trying to be cool anymore. I'm too old. I just don't have time for it. It's fucking exhausting." It's funny because it's true. Especially when it comes to music.

    I happen to live in a really kick-ass part of the Phoenix metropolitan area. My 'hood has the best independent bookstore in the valley, great restaurants, and one of the remaining independent music stores

    Wait. What was that last one? Did you just hear the needle scratch sound effect too or was that just me?

    I almost never buy CDs anymore, and obviously I'm not alone. I remember being seriously annoyed when I had to replace all of my tapes with CDs to maintain and replicate my collection of tunes. Then I was annoyed again when everything went to iTunes, but I sighed and dutifully went about uploading all my CDs so I could listen to my music on my iPod. And then I went to eMusic, but am now considering dumping the whole iTunes world altogether in favor of Pandora & Spotify. Why? Well, Pandora is like the independent radio station the friends who used to make me mix tapes and introduce me to artists & tunes I wouldn't have otherwise known. And in today's musical landscape, it can be hard to separate the How did I live before I knew about these guys (think: Foals) from the Don't even try to tell me THIS SHIT is 'music' and so help me God, if you do, I will unfriend you (I'm looking at you, insipid Ke$ha). And Spotify to replace the idea of iTunes and the record store - giving me access to my shit 24/7 without me having to deal with the upkeep. But, lest you think I am contemplating this shift without exasperation, I give you an audible "harumph." 

    I am Officially Old™, because I am too tired to keep up with good music. So please, please. Don't ask me to switch platforms again. I am done. 

    Tuesday
    Oct112011

    I'm Sexy and She Knows It

    Every once in a while my car radio does something really annoying. When you go to turn the volume down, it actually cranks it up. WAY up. Eardrum splittingly up. This has never had consequences (other than to my own hearing loss) until today. 

    On the way to work, I was listening to the radio (my deadPod is useless, so I'm stuck with actual radio broadcasts), and, sick of my usual NPR, I was listening to my guilty pleasure pop station's morning radio jocks. Their banter alternates bewteen stupid and hilarious, but is funny and braindead enough to keep me entertained. The station plays Top 40 tunes, so every once in awhile during their morning show, they play some god-awful tune (and, admittedly, sometimes ones that I find catchy for about a day). Just as I approached my building, they were playing LMFAO's "I'm Sexy and I Know It" as I slowed to a crawl to go over the epic speed humps that are outside my building. I already had my windows down because it was nice out, and I saw my boss' boss approaching. So I went to turn down the radio to say hello, except my car decided it was time to jam. So instead of saying hello, I slowed to a crawl in front of my boss' boss to proclaim I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT. 

    Now, my coworkers and the whole neighborhood know it too.

    Friday
    May042007

    Songs for Visiting Team

    One of the things that has surprised me about living in a major metropolitan area is how much I’ve come to like baseball. I am officially a fan. And while I’ll definitely watch a game on tv, there’s nothing more fun that going to a game. While it’s standard practice for each batter on the home team to have a theme song played at each at bat, I think the Diamondbacks should have a playlist of songs for each visiting player’s at bat. My suggestions:

     Not a Girl, Not yet a Woman

    Girl, You'll be a Woman Soon

    Loser

    Your suggestions?