Staple.

This is Kilby Court. {No. It's not a garage! IT'S A MUSIC VENUE! Why on earth would you say that?!?}

So, my sister's in this awesome band called The Staples. She recently {as in 3 weeks ago} replaced their old bassist, and is now living the high life as a rock and roll star... Sorta. Anyways, on Monday a week ago, they played... wait. no. They HEADLINED at the ever-established Kilby Court, and I was very lucky to watch and take blurry pictures with my new camera. There were 4 bands before them. This guy, Charles Ellsworth, was seriously good. Maybe it was just because he had the coolest moustache ever....Actually, I don't remember any of his music.... I really just spent the entire time trying to photograph his moustache. Which failed. {Don't worry, ladies. He works at the local Urban Outfitters.}

After listening to him, we hung out in the merch room for way too long, causing near heat exhaustion and hanging out with this guy, Bryson. {Bryson has self-esteem issues.}

Door to the merch room. Notice the woodpile.... Kilby is the classiest joint in SLC. Some merch.

Also, to join the tradition of all traditions, I drew a little something on the wall. It's the record player guy. In case you didn't catch that.


Ah!! And there they are!! The Staples themselves!! All of my pictures turned out blurry once again, so I took the liberty of stealing some from their facebook page.

This is my sister. Being a sexy bassist. Which I am totally jealous of. Because I wish I was a bassist.

They have tons of super new and super awesome unrecorded songs, so if you have the chance to catch them live, do. Because they are so much better live. A little Strokes-y, A little Arctic Monkeys-y. Listen to them here..... and also "like" them if you have a facebook....

~Lexi

The year was 2008...

{picture courtesy of Entertainment Weekly}

...And I was at a family reunion. I read and re-read this issue of entertainment weekly many times. And when I got home, I ripped out this picture. Is that what started my Beck obsession? I don't know. But you can all expect more Beck posts in the near future.... He's comfort music. And pretty much anytime music. Plus it helps me get my mind off of the end of school. And Stuff.

It's also not a good thing I found all these Beck websites. I'm going to end up doing absolutely nothing this summer.

The Becktionary

1000 Beats Per Minute

The Horse Unbridled

Hamless

I'm annoying. Sorry.

-Lexi of the past

Goals and aspirations.

I really envy all of y'alls' blogging ability. You all are rosy at storytelling and make me want to be a better blogger. Or writer.

Ever since I was really little, I wanted to be some fantastic writer for a newspaper in New York or something like that. That and be Ash Catch'em from Pokemon, which was shattered when I found out he was actually a boy. Years passed, and I forgot about the passion I once had as a mere fetus, going throughout elementary school. Those dreams faded into the background, and, as we all eventually do, I moved on.

Now, today, the art department went on a field trip to Provo to see the Carl Bloch exhibit, which was, by the way, stunning, followed by a trip to Springville to see the AP students' work in the art museum. {And, lemme tell ya, 'cause I never get sicka sayin' it! I LOVE ART!! MEH!} I loved looking at other people's work ,{as stated in previous parenthesis} but my favorite part was probably the bus ride to and from. I have an art teacher who is a really animated fellow, and he spent the majority of the time telling us stories about his life and things.

Everything he said was interesting. All of the kids sitting at the front of the bus and the other two teachers were completely captivated by his words. He is a true storyteller. He did not ramble, as I often do when telling stories, but he painted a picture with the imagery through his words. {Even though he is an art teacher and could paint a picture of the story literally anyways}

Silently, I vowed to myself that I would one day be an incredible storyteller. Perhaps not the kind that sits on rocking chairs and tells children of their interesting life, but one that can relay a story on a bumpy bus ride. All though I abandoned all hopes of being an editorial writer when I was a mite, I think that this goal is actually achievable. I only hope that cool enough things will happen to me in my life so I'll have interesting material to actually tell people.





My other goal is to make my own swimsuit and high-waisted shorts. And another Pride and Prejudice dress that will actually look good and not like a Moses dress.





And my other-other goal is to be Mike Nesmith. {photo courtesy of userserve-ak.last.fm}

{He's my hero.}

I have recently found a love for the Monkees and knit wool hats... He's precious!

-Lex

8. I didn't take this.

But I thought it deserved some credit. {Credit goes to Gurmie.} We were in SLC in a store called cabin fever when we found this little book. We both found it humorous. And who knew that phone cameras took such good pictures? HA! It also goes well with my Senior portrait rant from a while ago.

Is making fun of yourself still considered Narcissism?

-Lex