BRIDGET BROWN IS EXCITED TO BE HERE

OVER A YEAR LATER...

2010-08-11T01:07:00.001-07:00

in efforts to get my site, www.onmute.org, finally up and running... my blog has moved to : http://www.bridgetbrownblog.blogspot.com.

the beginnings of my site can be found at : http://www.onmute.org

well, alright then. see you over there.

much love,
your friend,
miss bridget brown.

SUMMER JAMZ

2009-07-13T00:57:00.000-07:00

i've been meaning to post my summer playlist... but i've been "busy". busy... right...

SUM-AH OH NINE JAM LIST:

01. M. Ward - For Beginners
02. The National - You've Done It Again, Virgina
03. Regina Spektor - Folding Chair
04. Neon Indian - Deadbeat Summer
05. Empire Of The Sun - Walking On A Dream
06. Phoenix - 1901
07. Felix Da Housecat - Ready 2 Wear
08. Simian Mobile Disco - Audacity Of Huge
09. We Have Band - Oh!
10. Daft Punk - Teachers
11. Kid Cudi - Day 'N Night (Crookers Remix)
12. Passion Pit - Sleepyhead
13. Metro Area - Miura
14. Wale ft. Lady Gaga - Chillin'
15. Trick Daddy - This The Shit That I Live
16. Young Jeezy - 24-23
17. Dorrough - Ice Cream Paint Job
18. Ace Hood ft. Ludacris - Born An OG

well, i'm half asleep. nitenite, bonerheads.

IT'S BEEN AWHILE...

2009-06-10T19:21:00.000-07:00

yeah, i haven't updated in awhile. truth is, i won the lottery and have been traveling the world, wining and dining young, foreign men, finishing my novel on global warming, and wrapping up my research on the behavior of koalas.

yeah, that's completely not true, i've just been busy (lazy).

anyways, i come to you from the depths of my uncomfortably warm apartment to tell you about my new rapper obsession: Dorrough. his new single, Ice Cream Paint Job is, in so many words, my new shit. i am really pulling for this song to be one the summer song of '09. what could be better than a nice waffle cone full of ice cream paint jobs on a hot summer day? i'll tell you: nothing!

despite the fact i hadn't slept and was about to fall asleep on a turntable, i djed last night and my main motivation was to play this song. i think it went over well. i mean, i enjoyed listening to it (... i listen to it a lot). peep it:

i also like the songs Walk The Walk, I Stay A Bay Bay and Halle Berry... you can find those on his Myspace.

so, as you may or may not have noticed, i was just talking about djing. i know what you're thinking... "what!? bridget, you're djing again?? boy-o-boy, have i missed your mad skillz and phat beatz! where can i see you dj now?? my life has been empty without the sweet sound of your record spinning talents!"

well, fret no more, my babies. i'm djing a new weekly with Deejay Abyss @ high five (circus).

it's actually $2 wells and $2 kamikazes... for the record. anyways, we've had a few guest djs the past few weeks including CJ Townsend and Johnny Cashola. it's usually hip hops, but it's always awesome. so, come out. every tuesday. at the old high five/new circus/that bar next to american apparel on fifth 'n high. always free! (are you sold? i'm tired, that's all i got)

LATE NIGHTS

2009-04-21T03:16:00.000-07:00

so, it's almost 6am. i planned on making a lil bloggy blog about last weekend and whatnot, but i had a brilliant idea to get pizza after going to the bar 15 minutes before closing to play hoop fever (beat the top score and then beat that top score, for the record). since then me and my heartburn have been fighting off the results of that stupid decision.

in the spirit of foreshadowing, i will soon update about my interesting weekend, DJing again, and give you (whoever the hell you might be) some good tunes to listen to.

until then, me and my measuring cup full of h2o are going to call it a night (morning?). hope all you pot smokers had a good holiday. did you know that 420 was created by a group of high schoolers in caifornia who would meet up when detention was over after school at 4:20 to smoke the reefers back in 1971? well, now you do.

later boners.

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SLEEP

2009-04-09T10:47:00.000-07:00

i've been staying up late since high school, which was back in the dark ages, but last night i zonked out at like 11pm. i slept like a baby. it was amazing. i woke up early, and despite having jack shit to to, i'm feeling good.

so, here's to you real world people with real world schedules. i think you guys are on to something.

FEW THINGS

2009-04-07T19:36:00.000-07:00

okay, i've been sitting on a few things to 'blog about', so this might be a long ride. so, pack up on slim jims and root beer, 'cause you might be here for awhile. and by you, i mean the poor soul actually reading this garbage.

first things first. and why i haven't updated in awhile. shit has sucked as a general whole the past few weeks, months, years... whatever you wanna call it. for example, the other day i walked to the store in the rain, only to spend the very last of my money (quarters, nickles, dimes) on a pack of cigarettes i didn't even want because the kind i do smoke were out of stock, despite being in stock that morning. take that, multiply it by 100, put a pile of dog shit on it, set it on fire, run it over with a ford F150 and then point and laugh at it and you have my life. it's simple math, really.

all i'm going to say about the shitstorm that is my life is that my childhood dog died this week. he was a good dog, loved everyone, looked like a fat, giant, walking potato. he was old, but it still breaks my heart. anyone who has ever lost a pet knows what i mean. that funny looking, yet undoubtedly adorable mut was like family. so, here's to you nicky! i hope you're up in doggie heaven chasing cats and eating all the beggin' strips your potato stomach can contain.

moving on....

earlier tonight someone knocked on my door. as i looked through the peep hole i saw a drunk dude plowing through some food in the hallway. i said, "who's there?" he replied, "just the man". i just ignored him. about an hour later, he is passed out, snoring, in my hallway. i've had my headphones on ever since. i think he was waiting for my neighbors to get home. needless to say, i would rather put my headphones on and ignore him than deal with whatever drunken bullshit mess he's involved in.

anyways, i've been slacking on my picture uploads. i just updated my flickr...

sets include the final so what wednesday, two tuesdays @ hi5 (oh, i'm sorry, the "circus"), cam'ron show, dublin peeps at the grumpy troll, or as i like to call it, the squatting gnome, and like three pictures from illogic's release party 'cause i got there too late. hey, it happens.

the final so what was a blast, but i'm sad to see go. i've been a supporter of the night for majority of the 2.5 year duration of it. i remember how it started out, times it was packed, times when it was chill. it was always fun, it had a good run. i guess all good things must come to an end. everything daymon was involved with was a hit when he was alive, and even after his passing, this night dedicated to him was always a good time no matter what. hell, it was even in spin magazine! RIP daymon. RIP so what wednesdays.

killa cam.

so, we went to see cam'ron, of dipset fame, at club karma the other night. so there's pictures of that too on my flickr. mostly of just him and a gazillion other dudes crowding the stage. i mean, where were all the ladies at? ah, whatever. anyways, it was fun. from what i remember... i had been drinking. we got in for free and i lost my camera for a few days, so all in all a good time.

and in closing, i leave you three songs i've been enjoying lately. thus, enjoy!

i can't embed the song, but hear it here: i don't know by lisa hannigan.

THE THERMALS - NOW WE CAN SEE / HEARTLESS BASTARDS - MOUNTAIN

2009-03-12T19:57:00.000-07:00

THE THERMALS - NOW WE CAN SEE
i heard this song a few days ago, and i probably listened to it on repeat a good 15 times. you know, to make sure i memorized all the words so i co

uld sing it at volume 11 while delivering pizzas in my car. it's a good song to sing along to. seriously. i also like this song because the second line is, "we were reared in a cave". you don't rais

e children, you rear them. at least that's what my 7th grade english teacher told me. i'm sure that crazy bitch had a degree and knew what she was talking about. it must be true.

in a way, this song sounds like something weezer should be making these days, if rivers cuomo didn't have a giant dick in his ass. if i ever see that dude, i'm going to backhand him with an issue of pinkerton and yell, "THIS IS ONE OF TWO THINGS YOU EVER DID RIGHT IN YOUR LIFE, FACE IT!" anyways, check it out:



HEARTLESS BASTARDS - MOUNTAIN
this is another goodie i've been enjoying lately. i knew nothing about them until i just conducted a business meeting with wikipedia just now, and as it turns out, they're from dayton! and apparently patrick carney (of black keys fame) was the one that passed their demo into

the right hands. it IS a small world after all. thanks, disney. anyways, i can totally see this song being used in some indie film where two lovers are separated by perhaps distance, a misunderstanding, anything unfortunate, really. then this song comes on and it's a montage of their happy memories as they both look out at the rain through their

windows, or drive in the rain, or walk in the rain. whatever it is, rain is involved. (hell, maybe even a john cusack on a pay phone in the rain... it's possible, it's happened before) it's a pretty song. i like it. give it a listen:

in other news, i went to so what wednesdays last night and took some photographs. (shocking, i know) it was a good time. i spent my last $11 on shots for me, manwell and mike. i ended up coming home and passing out in my clothes... only to wake up at 9am to look under my covers and say to myself, 'why am i still in my clothes?' apparently, before passing out, i took my belt off and threw it on the bathroom floor. so, i guess i tried. i almost got my ass into pajamas. i just forgot the pajama part.

as interesting as that story was (plenty more where that came from), i must leave all of  you people not reading this and go get my weekend started with, once again, the clusterfuck that is ladies 80's. you know, ladies 80's is actually a pretty uplifting experience. you can leave, go home, tuck yourself in bed and sleep well because you know at least two drunk souls met each other in that sea of american apparel and sweat and are now having slippy sloppy sex they may or may not regret in the morning. it's true. just last week i read a missed connection of this very occurrence. the guy never called the poor girl... but honestly, what did she expect? you meet your true love on the internet, not at ladies 80's. let's get serious here.

over and out, bitches.

COUPLES SKATE: THE GROCERY STORE

2009-03-10T21:37:00.000-07:00

earlier today my fat ass had a craving for a brownie à la mode, so naturally i waddled my tubs of love down to the giant eagle on north campus for some eats. eats that naturally included some brownies and a giant container of ice cream i will probably never touch again.

side note... the roll call for my groceries included: brownies, ice cream, skim milk, hot dogs, loaf of bread, a chicken caesar wrap, and three blueberry yogarts. needless to say, i lead a healthy lifestyle. the skim milk tipped you off, didn't it?

anyways, so i'm at the grocery store, minding my own business. all i want are some brownies and some damn ice cream, that is my main mission. but i couldn't help but notice all the damn couples. even beyond couples, everyone was in pairs. two girls, two guys, a girl and a guy... didn't matter. everyone was paired off in twos.

personally, when i go grocery shopping, i want to be alone. i want to go in, get what i need, and get the hell out. the only reason i would want to go grocery shopping with someone else is i suppose to spend some (really boring) quality time with my live-in boyfriend while we stock up for the place we share.

point is, i don't get it. have we come to a point where we can no longer shop for fucking food on our own? do we really need that security blanket of another person with us to feel comfortable doing the simplest things? we all need to eat, we all know that going grocery shopping is way cheaper than eating out every night, why do we feel the need to have a robin to our batman while we do it? it's fucking food! go to the store, buy it, and go home. what's the appeal of a grocery date?

maybe i'm just behind in the times. maybe i'm just bitter because i felt like a leper standing in the condiment aisle trying to figure out which ketchup bottle i wanted to bring home to hang in the fridge with mr. italian dressing bottle and ms. grape jam jar. or maybe i'm right and seriously don't understand the reasoning behind having a grocery shopping buddy. i mean, it's not like you ever see three or more people grocery shopping, it's ony in pairs. it's like if you bring one more person into your two person grocery shopping equation, the world will lose grasp of it's equilibrium and we'll all explode.

whatever the hell is going on, all i know is i'm going to stick to solo food shopping, and no one can stop me. NO ONE!

TESTING OUT THE NEW MEAT

2009-03-08T20:30:00.000-07:00

i recently got a new camera. a nikon d90. in technical terms, d90 means a fancy shmancy digital camera that takes some getting used to when you're an old fart and used to the methods of the olden days when people used "film" and "dark rooms" and "developed" photographs instead of waiting or them to upload via a USB port.

i took my camera out the past three nights, to ladies 80s at skully's, skeletonwitch at ravari, and canibus at, once again, skullys, to test out the new gadget. i was mostly playing around with the "night" feature on it. i'm not sure if i like it, it's a little too blurry for me. it's got kinda a cool look to it. i'm not sold on it though, friends, not completely sold.

so, friday night ravari room was blessed by the gods with the presence of a few lil angels named skeletonwitch, early man, and red fang. i missed red fang, but i'm sure they would have blown my brain balls right out of my eye balls. despite my short ass being in the back of the room for early man, they rocked it. good show, A+. i was up front for skeletonwitch, and if i hadn't been conveniently perched on the bar counter, i probably would have received some injuries from the eager to push anything in their bubble crowd. and can you blame them? certainly not. all in all, it was a great show. that's my review. if you weren't there, well, then, i guess you aren't as smart as you thought you were.

last night (saturday) was the canibus show at skully's. there was a $10 cover, which i wasn't about to pay, but luckily kate came through and got me a free ticket. i still have no idea how she swung that, but honestly, who cares. free shit is free shit (another deep thought brought to you by bridget brown). i went down there after work, had some drinks with my peoples, and took pictures of the canibus set. the crowd was pumped, the energy was good. i was just holding on for dear life on the side of the stage. one dude on stage kept getting in the way of my camera though. he even hit it once, and didn't even apologize. in the words of stephanie tanner, how rude. i met canibus after the show and he wrote down his email address on an illogic cd release party flyer (friday march 27th, w/ bottom brick, j rawls, middlechild, and pos2 - you should go) (like how smoothly i put that in there?) to get the pitures i took. so, that's pretty cool. and THEN i did something super awesome and crazy and wild... i went home, ate pizza and played halo 3.

i got called into work earlier tonight and ended up taking 22 deliveries in about 4 hours. not one was late! you know why that is? because i'm the man. and by man, i mean i'm a woman, but i'm generally awesome at most things i do.

for the rest of the photos from ladies 80s, skeletonwitch, and canibus (and many other photos), please direct you and your mouse to: bridget's flickr hut.

thank you and goodnight!

HOT CHIP - TRANSMISSION (JOY DIVISION COVER)

2009-03-05T17:04:00.000-08:00

WAR CHILD - HEROES is a really cool concept for a benefit album, aiming to help out kids affected by war.

what's so interesting about this album is not only is it some great current artists covering some pretty important classics, but these current artists were hand picked to cover these specific songs by legends such as bowie, dylan, the boss... just to name a few.

i first heard about this on sirius radio (sirius xm u). they've had tv on the radio covering bowie's heroes and hot chip covering joy division's transmission on pretty heavy rotation lately. every time i've heard hot chip's song on sirius, however, i hear the sound of a windows mouse click, randomly throughout the song. it really bothered me. it didn't make any sense... i thought, there's no way it's in this track on purpose.

naturally, i had a little chat with google, and listened to the same track on stereogum. i didn't hear it at all. now i'm just confused... can i just not hear it over the struggling fan on my powerbook? can i only hear it in my car? does sirius xm u just have a jank ass version? am i hearing things? am i going crazy?

i'm sure i'm going crazy, but i don't think i'm to the 'hearing things' part of being crazy. give it a few years.

anyways, in the event anyone is reading this, check out the war child album. i haven't heard the whole thing, but the track listing is pretty solid.

AN OPEN LETTER TO PIXEL (MY CAT)

2009-03-05T12:28:00.000-08:00

dear cat,

when i wake up at 6am because i am so stuffed up that i have to blow my nose in order to keep sleeping, it is not an invitation for you to come sashaying in, meowing and begging for attention. if anything, it should be a strong indicator that you should fuck off.

love,
the person who feeds you and cleans up your poop.

I HAVE FALLEN ILL.

2009-03-03T14:31:00.000-08:00

i woke up today with a cold. or the flu. or, i don't know. whatever it is, i feel like shit, okay? i called off work and made a terribly painful journey to CVS to stock up on fluids and medicine. while sitting in the 'cold remedy' aisle indian style, i searched for my drug of choice. i decided on a day and night time liquid elixir. it was on sale. that and the last time i took those pills with the liquid inside them, i puked blue all over one of the dublin scioto high school bathrooms.

for the past hour or so i've been laying in bed. overwhelmed with how comfortable i was, somehow freezing, sweating, and shaking while every inch of my body managed to ache all at once. then i remembered how much i hated liquid medicine when i was little. i used to pace around for hours trying to get the nerve to finally get it over with and swallow the stupid shit. so i thought, well, why am i okay with it now? ohhh yeah, that's right. because i pay $4.00 at the bar to drink the same exact tasting shit these days. except now, it just makes me do and say incredibly dumb things, and i don't really feel all the great the next morning.

i've been putting off taking my medicine, because i generally don't like to take medicine, but now that i have the realization that it will probably taste like a busted ass washington apple, i'll probably take it sooner rather than later.

okay bye.

I'M EXCITED TO BE MAKING MY FIRST BLOG ENTRY

2009-03-02T23:14:00.000-08:00

there are a lot of weirdos on the internet. therefore i am convinced that some strange person will eventually be interested in what i have to say... so here we are.

a long time ago, in a land far away, i used to have a livejournal. which, to me, is the same damn thing. so, now i have this. i suppose i should write about something other than the fact i just made a blog.

well, today i took pictures of karrio for his new album (look up). pretty happy with most of them, but i'm still trying to get used to my new camera. i just made the giant leap from film to digital. it takes some getting used to.

other than that, my life is super exciting. i think my xbox broke my l4d game. my cat keeps bouncing off the walls and annoying the crap out of me. i kinda have to pee. i have no clean socks and my feet are cold. but most importantly, i'm moving to chicago in a few months and couldn't be happier. decent public transportation, here i come!

eventually this here blog will grow into its own skin... in the meantime, i don't know what the hell i'm doing. i'm just generally bored with the internet, so why not blog, right?

man, all i know is i wish i was playing some skee ball right now.

i leave you with a picture of a bathtub urinal. later boners!

edit: i've been informed this is called a "urinal trough"... this is not true. it is a urinal bathtub. it is where pee goes to bathe.