Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Sunday, February 22, 2009

F'in' Comcast

I remember the days when if I wanted to buy concert tickets, I would go to ticketmaster.com or go pick up the tickets from ticketmaster at certain stores. Well, comcast has ruined that.

Last year, a friend had told me about Carrie Underwood concert that was going to be at the Liacouras Center. So, I went to ticketmaster to check for the tickets, but I couldn't find them. I had to search her website to find them.

The day of the Metallica concert, I wanted to check to see if they had released any additional tickets, so I once again checked ticketmaster.com. The show was not listed. I thought maybe it was because it was the day of the show, but other cornets for that day were listed. I had to check Metallica's website directly to find out I had to go to the Wachovia Center's website, which is powered by comcast tix.
For Wing Bowl, I had heard that I had to go to ComcastTix.com to purchase the tickets, so I didn't have to search for them.

Tonight, I was checking to see if there were any tickets left for the 2nd Billy Joel & Elton John show (once again, I had hear they were on ComcastTix.com), but the f'ing website is not working. For those two shows only, when I click the link to check for tix, it brings me to a "cannot find page, did you mean...?" search page.
Stupid Mother Fuckers!

I guess I should just go to comcasttix anytime I need tix because it looks like all Philly (and the Sovereign Bank Area in Trenton, which I'm not sure if that's the Tweeter Center or not) are on comcast.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Vacation

–noun
1. a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually used for rest, recreation, or travel; recess or holiday: Schoolchildren are on vacation now.
2. a part of the year, regularly set aside, when normal activities of law courts, legislatures, etc., are suspended.
3. freedom or release from duty, business, or activity.

I remember when the 3rd definition was reality. Now, it seems that there is no such thing as "freedom from work." When I went to Wildwood last month, 4 of the 7 people there brought laptops. This wasn't so we could watch DVDs or anything like that. It was to do some sort of work. Luckily, I did not have to deal with that. Ahh, the beauty of only being a temporary employee.

The reason I'm writing about this now is because one of my co-workers went on vacation this week and told me if I had any questions, I could just email him because he'd be checking emails.

Oh, I remember the days before wireless Internet and cell phones (or at least before nationwide coverage), when people could really escape from their everyday lives for a short period of time.

Speaking of the days before technology...I just saw a K-Mart commercial for "notebooks." My first thought was "Oh, K-Mart has laptops?" Apparently, people (I'm guessing school kids) still use paper bond together by a twisted wire.

[We] Had three TV channels you got up to change
No video games and no satellite
All we had were friends and they were outside, playin’ outside
It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world
~Bucky Covington

I Miss Back When. ~Tim McGraw

Don't get me wrong, I'm addicted to technology too. I can't live my "normal" life without my computer, cell phone, etc, but a little vacation every now and then is nice.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Lyrics

This is what I was originally go to write about before having to create a Google account...

As the title implies, this post it going to be about song lyrics. Most of which 'cause me say, "what the fuck?" Though there are some that I enjoy.

I really love Carrie Underwood's song "Before He Cheats," especially the chorus:

I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats

Although I do love the lyrics, I think her revenge is a bit overboard for just be cheated on. Now if was screwing around w/o a condom, which could have potentially given her an STD (or especially if he did give her one), it's a freakin' great idea. Actually, I think carving her name is a pretty dumb idea if she'd prefer not to get arrested.

Ok, so on to lyrics that piss me off...

"Cupid's Chokehold" by Gym Class Heroes, which is played all the f-ing time on a bunch of stations:

In one verse:

I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is

Ok, that's kinda sweet, but in the next verse:

I love it when she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is

Since when does their own ringtone equal love?!?!

"Irreplaceable" by Beyoncé:

You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

I like the idea of the song, it's the just the words she chooses that pisses me off. Saying "minute" twice is redundant, but then in the next verse she says "tomorrow." Which is it? In a minute or by tomorrow? It seems like she changes her mind isn't really sure how long it will take to find someone better.

Finally, "Wasn't Me" by Shaggy:

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor

Ok, I actually like the lyrics, but what I heard on the radio was:

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Mak' love on the bathroom floor

Ummm...what?! Let's for a second pretend I'm not completely opposed to the phrase "making love" (we'll pretend I use it the way I use "to have sex"). First of all, it's the not the right number of syllables to fit the song, so he doesn't even say "makin'" , you just hear "make" or maybe not even the whole word. Second, this song is not the right context of the phrase. What he's doing with the neighbor does not sound like "love making," it definitely sounds a lot closer to fucking." Therefore, the phrase "doing it" fits the context better. But this too is too many syllables--my solution to the problem: take out the word "butt" in the line before. So a more bearable verse would be:

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both naked
Doing it on the bathroom floor

If you haven't already figured it out, the absolute best solution is to "NOT CENSOR THE DAMN THING IN THE FIRST PLACE!" I think I'd prefer just the silencing of the word.