rock, rock on.

I really enjoyed the rock scene in Beijing last year, when I went to a music bar owned by a Columbia alum (D-22). It was especially cool to see Carsick Cars live; the drummer chick was so awesome.

My friends went to the Chinese Underground Invasion Tour tonight. I had to study for an Econ midterm.

things you learn after not blogging for 97 days

1. you always run out of toilet paper much sooner than you think you would
2. when China blocks access to WordPress.com and you’re quite too lazy to blog, you will chalk it up as a slow internet connection
3. when China blocks access to WordPress.com and you’re quite desperate to write in English after spending 7 hours daily studying Chinese, you will employ all means to gain access and realize that all the google results for “China access to WordPress” will be pages hosted on WordPress
4. as much as a dump-ee believes that there will be no one like him and there can never be equally amazing chemistry between two people, that dump-ee is wrong
5. a size “S” in North America is suddenly an “L” in Asia
6. the most convenient fashion for babies is crotchless pants. the most convenient way for babies to relieve themselves is on the street or in a wastebasket
7. if you’re at a street bakery in Xi’An and you have your camera in a messenger pouch, it will get stolen
8. China is awesome. China during the Olympics is arguably awesomer.

Stay tuned for details…

on love, music, and the love of music

It appears that I will be missing two (2!) great concerts as I leave the West for the East. Death Cab for Cutie is in Montreal on June 6th, a mere 3 days after I leave, and Reel Big Fish is showing up for the Warped Tour sometime this July. As I’m typing that last line, I feel somewhat like a phony, because I’m really not that hardcore of a music fan. Come to think of it, I think I would almost rather stay home alone (or with someone close) and listen to their CDs on 300$ headphones.

I’ve only really been to two concerts all my life. Both of them were for Reel Big Fish and both of them were with Big D. The first was in April of 2006. We had been together for about 10 months then, and my friends surprised us with two tickets for our birthdays (which happen to be in the same month). It was also the first night we spent together… and oddly enough, it wasn’t as awkward as typical relationship scenario would usually dictate it to be. The second concert was in Paris, where we spent many a-night together. (It was also the first time a lesbian hit on me, but that’s another story).

He’s gone to two more Reel Big Fish concerts. Once right after he cheated on me, during the summer of 2007. Once just recently (as he told me via e-mail) at a small place in Ithaca. I sometimes wonder if he misses going to concerts with me. I also sometimes wonder if… I will be able to enjoy a Reel Big Fish concert as much as I have without him skanking by my side. It’s a strange thing, to relate concerts to him, because I’m hesitante to start going to them alone, or with someone new.

I was planning on visiting the underground ska scene in New York, but safety concerts (um… roofies?!) and lack of time deterred me from visiting venues. But Beijing is looking promising, because we’ll be a bunch of Westernized kids looking for things to do every night. There is this club, D22, looks promising, who knows? Because… oh, those summer nights!