Ashley Pointe is a Bitch

Honestly, Ashley Pointe really is a bitch. You know that feeling you get when your skating around town and you find a really big hill with a lot of sweet spots on the way down? That’s the feeling I had when I approached Ashley Pointe, arguably one of the biggest, smoothest hills I’ve ever seen. That feeling stayed with me until I went to nosegrind a drain protector and slammed into the solid asphalt at 30 miles an hour.

I think my shoes and hat made it farther down the hill than my body did. The wind was gone from my body and I had blood running like a faucet from my knees, elbows, and hands. And the 30 minute walk back to the skateshop in the blazing heat didn’t make things any better. At least I got a ride home from there. A word of advice, when your board starts to wobble from all of the speed you’re gaining, it’s time to bail.

Forgotten Favorites: Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Has a Body Count

What can I say about From First to Last? They’ve been my all time favorite band for a long time now, and I was so excited about the release of Heroine earlier this year that I completely forgot about their major hit album Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Has a Body Count.

It’s a dark and dreary record that cuts straight through the bone right to the heart. The fast paced, heavy guitar riffs will leave the songs ringing in your ears while the genius lyrics will keep you wondering whether everything’s literal, or if it all has a second meaning. Note to Self was their breakout song with this one, but every song in between, from Ride the Wings of Pestilence to I Liked You Better Before You Were Naked on The Internet hits just as hard. And don’t forget to check out the hidden untitled song, also known as Dead Baby Kickball, an ode to bad relationships and fake girls.

Dear Diary was an impressive and explosive album, and since then From First to Last has been constantly on the rise, headlining two Warped Tours along with a ton of other packed shows. Show your support and check out their new album, Heroine, as well.

Thank God for the British

If it weren’t for theme we wouldn’t have tea, oh how I love tea. Maybe it’s hereditary, or maybe I just like the taste, but I’m starting to take after my mother; a nice hot cup of tea in the morning and another one at night, but I’m so much worse. I can’t just have one cup, I have to have at least two, sometimes even three or four cups.

One Lipton tea bag, two spoonfuls of sugar, boiling hot water and some 2% fat milk to top it off. A cup of tea and incenses burning and I’m as close to bliss as you’ll ever see me. The tea provides me with a great tasting and relaxing drink while the fumes from the incense put me at ease, put the two together and you can focus on anything you set your mind to.

Thank God for the British and all that tea they brought with them. I guess it helps that I was born in the Boston area. And no, the water in the harbor doesn’t taste at all like tea, so don’t bother asking.

Another Interuption

To keep it short, being a teen is difficult, and some things have come up that have prevented me from getting any online time at all over the past two weeks or so, so again I apologize, but will try to return to a normal blogging schedule as soon as possible.

Forgotten Favorites: Commit This To Memory

Every once and a while I come across an album that I really enjoy, but a rush of new music quickly pushes it to the back of my mind. Eventually I’ll rediscover that gem of an album, and when I do, I want everyone to know how great it is. I first heard of Motion City Soundtrack sometime early last year, and acquiredtheir entire new album, Commit This to Memory, later in the year, but with all the holiday releases it got shoved away.

If I have one thing to say about this album it’s got to be that it makes you feel great about yourself. While the lyrics may be depressing, violent, and despotic, the upbeat sound and just knowing that you have it so much better than the figures depicted in these songs makes you feel great. I’ve recently found my self in a state of depression and this album is slowly helping draw me out of it. It’s one of those albums that you’ll have set on repeat for a long time to come, from the high energy tunes of Everything is Alright, to the cruel lyrics of When You’re Around, all the way to the cheery mood depicted in Together We’ll Ring in the New Year, Commit This to Memory is not an album you’ll soon forget.

I hope Motion City Soundtrack’s next album is just as dark and cheery as this previous one. Does that even make any sense?