I May or May Not Be a Little Bit in Love

Sometimes I just like to put one song on repeat…sort of indefinitely.

For like. The next million years. Because who needs to sleep when there’s putting¬†this one song on repeat and cranking up the volume as high as it can go.

and then listening to it…just one more time.



What I’ve Been Up To

I’ve been doing a not-so-consistent job of keeping up with my blog lately, but that’s because I’ve been spending most of my free time playing music with Punk Mentor!

This is us, covering Woodie Guthrie’s ‘Ain’t Got No Home Anymore’ featuring him knowing what’s going on, and me pretending I know the lyrics. ūüėČ

Careless Whisper

Alright friends. I love terrible music, and Careless Whisper is like such a classic of the genre.

It’s just so fantastically wonderful and totally awful.

How can a song like this be *ahem* improved?

not by making a metal cover of it.


What even.


I love people.

So much.


Mood, Summed Up In Song



Are you petrified, of being petrified? Are we going to have to save the school again?


…yes. Yes you are.

Hey Look! I Recorded a Song!

So, in a fit of cosmic irony, I was challenged to make a mix tape about ‘Sweater Weather’

(which can be found here.)

For some silly reason I wanted to include ‘Such Great Heights’ but EVERY VERSION of that song is something I consider UNNECESSARILY LONG.

Also, not particularly about sweaters.

So, I decided to re-write it a bit and do my own version.


No, but *really*… Fall Out Boy.

I’m pretty sure that I’ve had their album just playing on repeat for the past fortnight solid at this point.





(Okay, and not from the most recent album, but whatever. There was a version of it in Pitch Perfect 2, and so it got added to my playlist.)


(and I guess, since I mentioned it, the one from the film):


Pitch Perfect 2

Alright, so I’m like. a total sap, especially for music.

(Like. *so* soppy.¬†so soppy. Like. ‘bread crust that’s been ignored by the ducks in the pond’ levels of soppy.)

This movie is about singing together. It might, at moments, attempt to pretend it’s anything else, but it’s not.

It’s about that feeling when you’ve clicked with the people that you make music with. How, when you’re all just¬†there and¬†together, and how¬†easy it is.

And how that’s not actually something that’s all that easy to find.

How beautiful it is when you’ve got it, and how hard it is to leave it behind when you all eventually have to move on.


(That’s probably only sort of what the movie is about, but WHATEVER. I can freaking project my life experiences onto shit if I want to!)


(But also, it really *is* about that, just, I mean, I think it’s supposed to be a bit of a larger metaphor for that whole ‘moving on’ thing, and I’m definitely choosing not to focus on that bit of it.)