Thursday

if you want to go around thinking that you are too cool for harry potter, you can go ahead and do that, but you are wrong

as you may have surmised from the video i posted, which i've actually never watched because it loads slowly and sometimes not at all, i have discovered a tween subgenre of literary rock, wizard rock. wizard rock is something participated in by hundreds of bands inspired by literary, audio, cinema and fantastical phenomenon, harry potter. these bands are often fronted by a singer or musician dressed up as and pretending to be a character from harry potter, who writes and sings songs from the perspective of that character. for example, some of the more notables and some of their hits:
harry and the potters - we've got to save ginny weasley from the baselisk
draco and the malfoys - my dad's rich and your dad's dead
the remus lupins - i don't remember the name of the song, but it's sort of pop-inspired with some awesome building keyboards and he says it gets colder and he has to wear his awesome scarf, it's pretty good. he's my favorite, although the whomping willows, the moaning myrtles, and the parselmouths are all pretty good in their own emo ways.

well, it goes without saying that all of these bands can be found on the internet. where do you think i found them. it also goes without saying that i want to start one. we would be called "the ravenclaws", and here are some lyrics i came up with:
we are the ravenclaws!
we belong to ravenclaw!
we love ravenclaw
because we belong to ravenclaw!
(this would be accompanied by a small parade, where we bang on things and carry a flag and wear awesome scarves. it highlights how useless ravenclaw really is. i mean, cho is a bitch, luna's insane, and cedric is dead.)

i saw harry potter holding cedric diggory's hand
ginny potter is a man!
ginny potter is a man!
this one would probably mean we couldn't play at "lumos," the big wizard rock festival, which has to be all-ages because most people in the bands are pretty little. the lead singer of the hungarian horntails is only seven. but that's ok because this will never happen anyway - i have to go into the basement to practice the drums, and the last time i was down there i saw a centipede.

Monday

things that amaze



check this out as well.

also, as it turns out, what i was hoping was portland's first superhero appearance was actually just a car hitting a lamppost.