Friday, July 29, 2011
I make no promises to be as on the ball as Stacey was while she was on vaca this week, but definitely check out our twitter @thisisourjamdc to see what jams i'm rocking out to on the beach. In the meantime, I'll leave you with my jam from The White Panda that pretty much describes what I'll be doing for the next week.
Its entirely possible that the idea of work would have been made more bearable if, say, I was allowed to wear a rockin' Spingsteen-esque denim ensemble like Paul Rudd, but sadly it is approximately a bajillion degrees outside (if I had to guesstimate), and my work doesn't count joutfits as a part of "business casual".
okay did not realize there was so much going on in this video.
first, what what WHAT are they wearing??
second, JC Chasez in a lime green backwards snuggy. Be still my 12-year-old heart.
third, minute 1:50 - quite possibly one of the most awkward moments ever....
Thursday, July 28, 2011
(props to Sign of the Whale and Sticky Rice for having an incredible playlist of throwbacks playing last weekend)
Or, I could find one song that encompasses all of these things. Enter "How Do I Feel (The Burrito Song)" by Hoku. This was my jam circa at the dawn of the new Millennium.
I always imagined Hoku's inner monologue went something like this: "Why yes, I do have kind of a ridiculous name for a rando singer from Hawaii, and yes I may be generic and tan and cute, and I'm singing about burritos for no apparent reason. But I am IN LOVE, y'all. And it appears that I am able to surf and also like to dance in a vaguely hula-ish way. BECAUSE I AM HOKU."
Okay, fine, she probably didn't say "y'all."
Okay, to be fair, I've never actually watched an entire episode of Yo Gabba Gabba (c'mon people, I'm a "grown up"). However, my seven(teen) year-old sister has shown me some silly clips from the show that are entertaining for any age group. I mean, what's not to love about a song called "Don't Bite Your Friends"(that's shit's gonna be stuck in your head all day now, you're so welcome). BUT- the best part of Yo Gabba Gabba is the fact that they have legit bands come on and sing songs for the show. Now, like "Don't Bite Your Friends" (seriously, I'm going to get that song to take off- the dance is going be in every club, calling it now), the songs teach you very important lessons.
My favorite of the bunch is Chromeo's ditty about washing your hands:
If you like that, check out these clips from Mates of State, The Shins, and MGMT. Seriously, there are so many more...I may need to start DVR'ing this show (if we had a DVR that is).
Alright, later friends- I'm off to find me a VCB (Very Clean Boy).
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
My initial reaction to this theme was to yell (via gchat, of course) "It's Five O'Clock Somewhere!" to Kristen and Krista. But then I opened my iTunes and realized that Kenny Chesney is the country-beach crossover master... after all, he did kind of forget that he was from Knoxville for a while and pretend to be from the Caribbean, and the entire album "Be As You Are" is islandy-country. But the most happy hour-y and beachy of those? "Guitars and Tiki Bars." (Although this one is a close second, just because it has the sound of the beach in the background.)
I don't only love Thao because she's a fellow member of the Tribe, she's sassy, she looks like a lot of fun and she likes to dance around the beach in a dress and snorkeling gear playing a teeny guitar, but all those factors certainly don't hurt. This is my perfect beach jam.
As much as I'm tempted to suggest a reggae jam or the obvious choice, Margaritaville (or anything by J Buff...)- I have to say that my perfect beach happy hour jam is Shwayze's "Corona and Lime". It's got the perfect beat for happy hour chillin in the sun so sit back, take a sip, and enjoy.
Holler at us if you have any great beach happy hour jams to add to our playlist. In the meantime, t-minus 2 hours until happy hour!
Monday, July 25, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
2. thank god for air conditioning
3. thank god for nelly (because this song has been making the heat a little more fun for me. that, and using #itsgettinghotinherre all week bahaha)
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Island in the Sun Cover (Weezer Cover) by deaux
While I'm on the topic though--does anyone remember "Holiday in the Sun"? It was obviously, and memorably, one of the Olsen twins' finest works, in which Weezer's original version of "Island in the Sun" was featured quite heavily, playing between montages of the twins breaking hearts, taking names, and catching Caribbean artifacts smugglers. It is also important to note that this is the movie in which Megan Fox perfected her patented bitch-face.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I discovered dear old Gramps last summer when I was sailing the Caribbean (drop). I heard this sweet reggae cover of J-May's "Come Back to Bed" while we were eating dinner one night and awkwardly flagged down our waiter to say "yes, yes, another beer please...ALSO who is singing this sweet cover??". To which he responded, "It's Gramps Morgan, mon". (Seriously, he said mon, not trying to stereotype, it happened.)
Anyway, thus was born my love for Gramps Morgan whose songs are my go-to jams on these hot, hot summer days. Here's the song that started it all:
Another fav- Gramps + India Arie = perfect poolside music
Also check out Ryan's cover of another, equally fantastic VW song, "Oxford Comma". Who knew you could make the normally sassy line "who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?" sound so morose?
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
SO! Our inaugural Theme Tuesday is "This Is My Walk-Up Jam." You know, the song that baseball players walk up to home plate to before every at-bat. Our hometown Washington Nationals have some pretty good ones (I'm talking about you, Ryan Zimmerman -- quality song rotation every year). And we don't discriminate against pitchers either -- every reliever needs a good song to run in to (Tyler Clippard, I miss you running in to this gem). When I was about 10, my brother told me that if he was ever a major league closer, his intro song would be a mash-up of "Hells Bells" and "Crazy Train." In his next life as a major league baseball player, he can make that happen (sadly, his pitching career in this current life ended at age 9... which was long before he told me about his desired mash-up).
So if we were professional athletes (aside from our brief but brilliant careers on the NAKID kickball fields of D.C.), these would be our walk-up jams:
While I'd ideally like my walk-up song to be "You Shook Me All Night Long" because I think "knockin' me out with those American thighs" is the single best lyric in the entire classic rock radio rotation, the song isn't exactly immediately catchy for a brief walk-up snippet. Therefore, I'm obligated to go with the opening riff of "Back in Black" instead. Love.
With this as my walk-up jam, I would have a problem with dancing up to the plate... but hey, maybe that would throw off the other team. If I mixed it up with some Bruce Springsteen, they'd never know what to expect but everyone would be super pumped up all the time.
What's your walk-up song? Ryan Zimmerman, this includes you: we want to know why you pick such good jams.
Monday, July 18, 2011
On a sidenote, I'm still slightly in mourning that we missed Matthew Lewis' appearance at the Georgetown premiere of the movie. I will just keep looking at pictures to try and numb the pain....
|Matt just chillin 10 MINUTES AWAY FROM US....sadddddd|
Now, if I ever meet a Norwegian at a future Kakkamaddafakka concert, this will be the following scene that will inevitably go down given my knowledge of only 2 Norwegian phrases:
Krista (to hot Norwegian): Jeg liker øynene dine (your eyes are very beautiful)
Ulrik the Beautiful: uhh...Takk (thank you)
Krista: KAKKMADDAFAKKKKKKA!!!! "you're so restless lalalala"
Krista: Det er veldig kleint (This is very awkward)
Thursday, July 14, 2011
His nightly serenades were one, if not THE highlight of camp. In fact, when my parents came to pick me up after that glorious week I made them stop at the nearest Sam Goody that we could find so that I could spend my allowance money to buy the DMB CD and pop that shit into my portable CD player. Pretty sure I already missed camp so much in those first few hours that I put the tears in “tears we cryyyyy”. God bless.
Mark your calendars for July 25 and get ready to throwback with your classic Nicktoons.
Now I’m going to be humming the Doug theme song all day…maybe I should make that my new ringtone….doooooo doodoo doodoo
props to Jezebel and TIOJ friend, Rachel for this breaking news
Every year, Congressional had a massive lip sync contest in which your team/group/thing did a lip sync to some song. It's where I first learned to love Michael Jackson (rest in peace), and my group once did The Twist. The greatest gift I got from the Congressional lip sync was my exposure to "Killing Me Softly."
One of the older camp groups (in my head, they were really old, like 18, but that doesn't really make sense -- they were probably about 13) lip sync-ed to this song, and part of their routine was throwing popcorn at each other. Still don't really understand why. But thank you, Congressional Camp, for opening my eyes to this classic.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
The cornerstone of the Glen is, without a doubt, Parklawn Pool, often lovingly called the Lawn. No pool will ever compare to the Lawn, and sometimes when I go to other pools, I feel like I'm cheating a little bit. Growing up, we'd have countdowns to Memorial Day, want to be the first person in the pool when it opened (that didn't last long), and waited for swim team to start. Everyone wanted to be a life guard (probably except me) and swim coach (yeah, that happened).
Yep, swim team was the best part of summer. I always was a little resentful that I was signed up for day camps because I wanted to be able to go to morning swim practice and then hang out at the pool all day everyday. Sleepaway camp was completely out of the question -- I needed to be there for swim meets every Saturday morning (that changed in high school, but that's a story for another day). I just knew that the Parklawn Piranhas would not be able to function without yet another 9-10 girl.
As we got older, the Lawn was backdrop to plenty of boy-girl drama, which could pretty easily be made into my future TV show. Now, all the new kiddies have more than surpassed our drama level. (A few years ago when I was coaching, I was driving two of my nine-year-old girls to a movie, and one of them was distressed because her boyfriend was eight and she was in love with a younger man. Multiply that by 8754313 now that those kids are 13.) Add in some bromances (David and Bryce) and a rival team (ugh, Longbranch), and I'd say that's pretty perfect for television.
Growing up, I thought that the 15-18s (the oldest age group, for all of those who aren't down with NVSL lingo) were the coolest people to walk the grounds of Parklawn's hallowed pool deck. They kind of were. Then I turned 15, and I realized that I was not instantly cooler and that I was still pretty awkward. But. With great age comes great responsibility: now that I was a 15-18, I was on tap to help lead cheers. I know way too many swim team cheers, and I'll probably have them memorized for my entire life. I'm sure that at some point in my lifetime, I will need to know the following cheer: "Give a yell, give a yell, give a big and central yell, and when we yell we yell like hell and this is what we yell! Alabam alabam alabam diego san diego hocus pocus triganocus rah rah Parklawn!" (those are the right sounds -- I could have been saying the wrong words since age five, but I'd rather not know at this point. Like, Google says that it's a "big substantial yell" -- say what?). And don't even get me started on the 15-18 girls relay clap -- getting to do that was one of the biggest accomplishments of my life. Best part about cheers: getting to stand on the diving board and yell with/at the kiddies. Same went for my year as Coach Stacey.
So, as Camp Week continues on, I'll leave you with one more Parklawn cheer, one that we're really proud of since it's semi-unique to us:
"Give me a P! (P!) Give me an A! (A!) Give me an R! (R!) Give me a K! (K!) Give me a L! (L!) Give me an A! (A!) Give me a W! (W!) Give me an N! (N!) What's that spell? (Parklawn!) What's that backwards? (Nwalkrap!)"
It's a silent N.
|right down the middle??...right down the middle.|
This soundtrack was literally the soundtrack to my childhood. It would blast it from my boom box as I cleaned (read: danced) around my room, picking up all my Beanie Babies. Now, whenever I hear any of the songs from the movie, especially the ones that are a little more popular like "Bad to the Bone", all I can think of is Annie James getting her ass "royally flushed" by Miss Hallie Paaaarker.
Here's a classic from the music montage (a.k.a. the best part of any movie) where they learn how to pretend to be each other. Seemed easy enough- I mean, everyone carries of picture of their butler with them to camp, right?
Another fav part: when Hallie arrives in London and realizes how baller her mom is (we miss you, Natasha Richardson!).
Seriously people, I could go on and on about how great this soundtrack is, but for now I'll leave you all with a throwback to the original Parent Trap to get you biddies ready for Thursday:
side note: if anyone knows how to make GIFs, holler holler. all I want in my life is a GIF of the lady who plays Janice in Friends doing her sassy finger point when the twins get shipped off to the isolation cabin.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
1. The "What Were You Thinking??" Romance: Now, I'm not saying anything as unfortunate as Dina's infatuation with Donkeylips happened to yours truly while at camp. But I have to cop to a couple of ill-advised crushes on my part. When you're being held captive at a secluded camp for any length of time, you forget all the fish in the sea, and instead focus in on all the guys in the pool. They're probably immature, wearing hemp necklaces, dunking each other and showing off for any girl within a ten foot radius, but those boys--they suddenly start to look really good, don't they? Next thing you know, you're taking nature strolls together and sharing the same picnic blanket during a camp-wide viewing of "Steel Magnolias". You know...hypothetically.
2. Unfortunate and sometimes entirely realistic nicknames: I used to think that "Salute Your Shorts" was disseminating the myth that you need to have an awesome nickname to attend camp (see: ZZ, Telly, Donkeylips, Sponge, Ug, Pinksy). I thought it was entirely outlandish to assume that just because I stepped within camp bounds that I'd suddenly receive a nickname stemming from some sort of inside joke with my friends. Totally bogus, right? Wrong. (Just ask my old camp friend, Roo). Then I went to college and realized the nicknames aren't just a camp thing. Nowadays, it is within the bounds of common human interaction to refer to someone almost exclusively as "Sweater Vest" or "Buzz".
3. Stupid haircuts are timeless: Just ask Budnick and his modified bowlcut/mullet hybrid. Mullets have (for the most part) gone the way of the dodo, but you totally know you once knew someone who had (or, conversely, had a crush on someone who had) one of the following hairstyles: cornrows, a bowlcut (for you post nineties kids, think of a modified Bieber), shaggy surfer hair, a mohawk. Its okay to admit this. You are not alone.
4.Camp Style: Questionable clothing choices ran my life during my tenure at camp. One summer I think I rocked more tie-dye than most people own in a life time.
I wouldn't change a thing about my camp memories.
aaaand just for funsies now because I'm thinking about Jake Ryan:
|original pic from rookieriter.blogspot.com|
Monday, July 11, 2011
What does that mean you ask? Well, TIOJ is having a summer camp themed party this weekend and in anticipation, our posts this week will all be summer camp-related. We'll be sharing stories of our camp glory days, discussing our favorite camp movies, and of course, posting the best camp jams we can find.
By the end of this week you'll go from this:
|Gerald Garner (Aaron Schwartz) in Heavyweights (listal.com)|
|Gerald all growed up (and married to Dorota in Gossip Girl!), imdb.com|
TIOJ does not promise dramatic hotness changes, but we'll see what we can do...
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
first up, Sophie Madeleine, who is adorable and doing 30 cover songs in 30 days, so check out her out (also lovvvving her cover of "One Fine Day"):
second, check out a mash up of the song from one of my fav fav fav sites, The Hood Internet:
Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks (The Hood Internet Remix feat. Hollywood Holt) by hoodinternet
Thursday, July 7, 2011
I was always a bigger fan of "Fool Again." It was my jam (and it still is...). I learned about it from TIOJ-friend Lizzy, who saw it all over MTV Asia circa 1999. And yes, we both still know all the words to it.
Fun facts: Westlife was originally signed by Simon Cowell (pre-American Idol). Additionally, the band (now a quartet) is still making albums and touring, albeit not in the United States. Don't worry, I'm already researching when/where.
So for my birthday, my sister gave me my first CD: Jewel's "Pieces of You". I just thought Jewel was this rando Canadian with a vaguely yodeling voice, but she turned out to be so much more than that. First of all, she's from Alaska, and I seriously had this entire CD on repeat for the next 4 years. "You Were Meant for Me" was the first song I ever learned in my guitar lessons. The CD also had some pretty--shall we say--educational poetry in the CD liner. Don't believe me? Look it up.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
I'd probably enjoy her mash up of the xx's song "Islands" and Rihanna & Eminem's collab "Love the Way You Lie" more if she were, you know, wearing real pants, but nonetheless, its pretty great.
Fruit Bats cover Hall & Oates
...seriously this song has been on every playlist i've made for the past like 4 months
Justin Townes Earle covers Bruce Springsteen
and to recap from yesterday: Frightened Rabbit is seriously my jam people
aaaaand just to get you into the spirit for Throwback Thursday tomorrow, check out They Might Be Giants covering Chumbawumba, which I KNOW was everyone's jam back in the day- don't try to deny it.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Disclaimer: Holiday weekends really screw with my head and I totally thought today was Monday. Then I got my heart set on this perfectly appropriate Mellow Monday jam, and I decided to post anyways. Thanks to Stacey for pointing out my calendar mis-reading ways. Enjoy!
Friday, July 1, 2011
Baby 1: OH MY GOSH IT'S FRIDAYYYYY!
Baby 2: Gotta get down, it's Friday.
1: Fourth of July YAYYY!
1: DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!
2: Almost the weekend!
1: Oh no! I lost my sock!
2: DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!
1: Happy weekend!
...it's been a long morning. Sorry I'm not sorry.