Today I discovered The World is a Beauitful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die. I’ve been listening to “Whenever, If Ever’ all damn day.
The 1D boys have some of the most poorly done, awkwardly positioned tattoos I’ve ever seen. But I mean their bodies, their choice; if they like it then who cares. They’re still hot.
My bow tattoo is considered cliche and I love it regardless so whatever ya know.
Whole Foods Shows Customers the Bleak Future of Produce Without Bees
“The decline in bee populations has been all the buzz lately, which led Whole Foods Market to team up with the Xerces Society to show us what a world—or at least, produce section—without bees would look like. The University Heights, Rhode Island store removed all foods that are reliant upon the important pollinators, and it leaves a pretty slim selection; 52% of the produce department’s offerings would be pulled from shelves without bees around to help.”
Ten years ago today, on June 17 2003, my favorite album was released. Although I’ll admit that I didn’t listen to Brand New back then (I was eight, give me a break), there’s no denying that album has been incredibly influential to me and so many others. I got really into Brand New the summer before my sophomore year of high school. The first song I ever heard by them was Seventy Times Seven. Soon after listening to it on repeat for literally days, I discovered their other material and quickly became fascinated. I remember daydreaming about Jesse Lacey, covering my chemistry notes in lyrics and making my boyfriend at the time download all of their music into his iPod so that I could listen to them on our late night drives to the beach. Last year I went up to New Jersey with one of my good friends and saw them perform for the very first time at Bamboozle.
It’s difficult for me to put just how much Deja Entendu meant and still means to me into words but I can try. I won’t be dramatic and say that it saved my life but still, its influence on me is pretty significant. From crying to Play Crack The Sky (my favorite song off the album FYI) to screaming the lyrics Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don’t in my room alone, listening to Deja Entendu enabled me to release my gamut of emotions at height of my angst-y teen years. So thank you for that, Brand New.
And here’s to hoping Brand New releases new material soon and/or tours near me so that I don’t have to fly to get to see them.
Oh and a lovely friend of mine made and gave me the Deja bow in the photo.