One More Entry Before the New Year

So, I know I haven't been keeping up this blog AT ALL. It's a product of being bipolar, I guess. I felt I needed to make some decisions about this blog and my supposed alter ego. Anyway, to make a long story short, I like writing and I don't see any reason to stop writing this blog. I may delete the MySpace account, as they've pegged me as a spammer anyway, but I will continue to write. Mainly about Davey, Pete and Gerard, just as I always have.

Speaking of Davey, I'm sitting here watching the DVD. That was such an incredible show. There was a point when Davey looked over at all the people standing on the side and it was so cute. I spent the whole show not believing I where I was and how beautiful everything was. I went to Berkeley for Christmas and went to Telegraph to imagine Davey walking around. It was my first time there and it was a little disappointing finding a Hot Topic and Wet Seal alongside Rasputin and Amoeba. I did get those baked french fries, though. Next time I'm going to Temple to get my AFI tattoo. I am a devoted fan.

What have I been up to? Hmmmm, well, I went to see Ladytron and the Faint on December 7th. That was a great show, although I was surprised Ladytron played as long as they did. I know Danny and the rest of them were a little under the weather. (In fact I only briefly saw Danny outside of the Palladium right before the show.) It was a great show. I love Ladytron and I had forgotten how much I loved the Faint.

I also went to KROQ's Almost Accoustic X-mas on the first night. What can I say? I must be such a lucky girl to have actually won those tickets. Seriously, no one I knew could get me in and I was lucky enough to win tickets on the radio. 30 Seconds to Mars were impressive. I love how Jared Leto is so into being a rock star. Fall Out Boy was fun. Not as fun as the Key Club, but I was happy to hear Arms Race. I still love Pete. I can't help it. My Chemical Romance for the first time ever was amazing. I love theatrics. I'm not going to lie. Gerard is such an amazing, expressive performer. If they weren't playing at the Forum I'd see them again in a heartbeat. I have a special place in my heart for Incubus and I love watching Brandon Boyd. It was very emotional for me to hear all those songs after such a long time. They sounded incredible and powerful and alive. If you get the chance, go see Incubus. I don't know how many times I've seen them in the last 12 years, but they have always been one of my favorite live bands even if I didn't remember until they started playing. AFI was of course the bestest band that played. What can I say? I went on a blind friend date, so to speak, with a girl who loves Davey as much as I do. So we had a whole row screaming for Davey. It was amazing. We didn't even stay for Foo Fighters. Why bother to mess up perfect Davey memories?

What else have I been up to? Meeting lots of cute boys, having fun living on my own, enjoying the company of new friends and generally getting used to being in LA. I met a boy at Christmas party. He's in a band, of course. In fact they've opened for AFI. Haha! I'm not going to say who, though. Why ruin it? Oh, yeah, I went to see my friend Rory play in Whitey. They are a fucking fun band to see. I don't have plans for tomorrow night, but I'm leaning towards Pop Levi at the Echo...


I have to talk about Pete of course. Every once in awhile I remember to read his journal on fueledbyramen. I saw this and was once again smitten:
"12/4/2006 - 3:42 AM EST
i want to fall in love with someone who can speak parseltongue.
- xo"
If you don't know what that means, too bad. I only care that Pete does. I just hope he means that in a cute way, not a dirty way...

I am also totally smitten with Gerard. In a mini interview in this month's Blender he talks about how he, a. Aim's people back home on his Sidekick 3 (See! All rockstars get free Sidekicks!), and b. When Welcome to the Black Parade came out he went and bought himself the entire Star Trek series on DVD. I would so love to sit there and watch Star Trek with my beautiful, blonde, comic book geek.

One more thing about Davey: Man his pants are tight. It's really hard not too look every single time I see him. Seriously.

I Don't Even Know What to Say

I wasn't going to send this to the blog, but after reading Aoki's email
and figuring out where they were Tuesday after their show, I just don't
care anymore.

Glasgow Guys are so Hot

The Cinematics. Love 'em!

Halloween is Everyday

I suppose I owe a really long entry. Well, let me try.

Here's to the 5 days of Halloween!
Friday:
Costume: 50's pin up kitty cat. Hot, but not super creative.
Party: Mick Fleetwood's daughter's shindig at some place I've never been to. I think it was called Alexander's?
Celebrity Sightings: John C. Reilly and his girlfriend were dressed as Simon and Garfunkel. John C. Reilly is really funny, and hey, he got Wil Ferrill to come on SNL the other week, but why is he following us everywhere? (He was at the Beastie Boys after party, too.)
The Drunk Factor: Apparently I kept saying I was a urinal. Seriously, no one peed on me, nor did I want to get peed on. I don't even remember this. I do remember talking about the urinal in the men's bathroom. Then we went to our friend's room at the Standard and I took a bath in the giant bathtub. Seriously, I could fit 12 of me in that tub. Then the Standard lost our keys and we had to take a nap in the lobby. Ugh.

Saturday:
Costume: My personal Project Runway challenge. To make Cowboy and Indian costumes out of Blood is the New Black T-shirts, which turned out fabulous, by the way.
Parties: The Rough Draft, Inc. (Futurama, Draw Together) party and a rooftop party at Rich's.
Celebrity Sightings: Jeffery from Project Runway hanging out with his wife, looking sullen. I wonder, is he sad that he has to do an internship for INC now? I also didn't realize how tight circles were and that I know a lot of people who know him. Thank god I was rooting for him the whole time.
The Drunk Factor: Despite the open bar at the first party, I wasn't drinking. No hilarity ensued.

Sunday:
Costume: 40's Sailor Pin Up Girl. Hot. Very hot.
Party: Le DIsko at Safari Sam's
Celebrity Sightings: Just local celebs Keith Wilson and DJ White. Huge crush on Keith, by the way!
The Drunk Factor: I think I got pretty wasted. I was there til the bar closed. I had tons of fun and if I had my way I'd be at Le Disko right now!

Monday:
Costume: Egyptian Princess, inspired by Theda Bara or as I started telling people when they asked if I was really Egyptian, Queen Esther.
Party: Rooftop at the Standard Downtown
Celebrity Sightings: This was a good one. I was a guest of Danny Hunt from Ladytron. Reuben was also there. I spotted David J from Bauhas, spoke briefly with Jesse from MSTRKRFT and DFA79. My crush, Keith Wilson was there. Justice dj'd and get this- Franki Chan AND Steve Aoki were in the same place! Hello hipsters!
The Drunk Factor: THE BARTENDERS AT THE STANDARD DOWNTOWN SUCK! Seriously. Next time I'm sneaking in my own booze. I would have liked to take the party to the Riot House, but I stupidly didn't drive my own car. Oh, and the Polyphonic Spree's manager tried to pick me up. Try managing a good band and then try picking me up! Oh, and this dude was dressed up as cocaine and his costume was brilliant. The Justice dj set was amazing. People danced their asses off. Oh, and Jesse was saying something about playing Britney and K-Fed's party. Never found out what that was all about...

Tuesday, Halloween Proper:
Costume: Super 60's Slumber Party
Party: Ladytron at the El Rey and Check Yo Ponytail for 15 minutes
Celebrity Sightings: Um, Ladytron. Duh! I was actually a guest of Danny's. We go way back (well, kinda) and I love hanging out with him. I actually expected to see more people, but they didn't do a very good job with the VIP area...
The Drunk Factor: I was pretty wasted. Ladytron was amazing. Oddly enough, it was my first time actually seeing them play. I'm glad I had the chance. The crowd was huge! Much better than New Years Eve. Thanks to the El Rey, other things were kind of disasterous, but what can you do? They had Karaoke upstairs after, but my friend had a broken feather pillow and blew down feathers everywhere. I'm allergic, so it kinda killed it for me. Oh, well. Then I freaked out and we left and went to Check Yo. It was packed and humid and disgusting. Justice was still djing and the crowd was still dancing. It was amazing. I saw someone I met in San Diego with Josh and kind of freaked out. I was hoping someone would try and get ahold of me before I got too far, but no dice. Next time. I did have a good time, though. I just wish it could have lasted longer.

Thursday:
Thursday I went to Safari Sam's to see 45 Grave. I love Dinah Cancer, but honestly, I wasn't that impressed. The crowd was small and I think I drank too much coffee. That paired with waiting for someone to show up all night kind of killed it for me. It sucks because I should have been into watching 45 Grave. They were one of my favorite bands and one of the things that broke the ice with Carlos (although, a lot of good it did considering how I feel about him now). Then to make matters worse, my car broke down on the way home. I had to call my mother to come get me at 1am. I'm totally taking her to see Wicked at the Pantages.

Friday:
Friday was kind of funny. I had no car so I solicited someone to come to come get me and take me to see Borat. Oddly enough Bobby from the Warlocks (not Bobby Bones, the other Bobby) decided he should drive all the way out to where I live only to find out the showing we wanted to go to was sold out. I felt really bad. There's nothing to do here so he just took me back home. I totally owe him a movie.

Saturday:
Saturday we went to 14 and Shooting, Jennifer "Precious" Finch's (L7) photo show opening. They were amazing photos of the L.A. Punk scene from 1979 to 1985 or so. Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Black Flag, Courtney Love, Bad Religion. Everybody was on the wall. It was intense. Sometimes I feel like I've missed out on so many important things by not being born at the right time. I've experienced a lot, but I guess you always want what you can't have right? She also had a color photo wallpaper room. It had her diary from Lollapalooza, which was so special to me because I was 15 when they did that Lollapalooza and I was there and I was a huge fan of L7, whom I saw play several time while I was in high school. All kinds of people were there. I spoke with Bryan Rabin about the glory days of Cherry and told him I'm probably a lot older than I look. In reality, he's the one who looks amazing. Seriously. What's your secret, Bryan? I met the Donna's manager I think. I met a lot of people, whom I know are important, but it's so hard to keep track, dammit! Apparently the Donnas are going to sign to My Space records, but it's secret so don't tell anyone. I think one of the brothers from the Meat Puppets was there. He was a big dude with long red hair, anyway. Mickey Avalon was there. Whoo-hoo. It was a great show, though. Afterwards I went to Jen "Precious" Finch's house to swim in the lovely, heated pool. Good times, good times.

So, sorry for the long-winded update. I know I'm not nearly as interesting as Corey Kennedy, but hey, I'm trying. The Horrors are playing Safari Sam's on Tuesday. I intend to be there. The launch party for that Zune thingy is Thursday. I hope it's the real party and Pete Wentz is there. Don't you?

Groupies Get No Respect

It's been a crazy couple of days here in Groupieland.

Saturday I drove to San Diego to go to The Secret Machines show. I won't lie about the show. It was good. Not the best I've been to, but I might have been a tad nervous seeing as I was actually going to meet up with you know who, otherwise known as the drummer, Josh. Normally, I wouldn't be divulging personal details, but I'm feeling a bit rejected and I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut when my feelings have been hurt. Anyway, the night went spectacularly. Josh dj'd at Beauty Bar after the show and actually played some really good music. I don't know why I was surprised, but maybe that should have been my first warning. We actually had a great time. The whole band came out and we all squeezed into this tiny BMW to get back to the hotel.

The next day I was really tired, but I don't know what happened aside from that. We spent the day together, we had fun. So I thought. Towards the end of the night he started getting a little distant. I didn't think much of it. I figured we're tired. Whatever, right? Well, the next day was even worse. I drove him back to LA and on the way back he did a phone interview and he says to me, "It was weird doing an interview and thinking it could be my last." Well I'm sorry I'm a shitty driver, Josh. After I dropped him off at the bus I went home to clean up and I went back to the Avalon for the show. It was cool. I was a little annoyed I wasn't being allowed backstage before the show. Taylor Hawkins had called Josh the night before to tell him he was going to be there and I figured it would be a good time to meet him, as opposed to after the show. Whatever. I watched the show. It was amazing. I love that band, but I knew I would ruin it for myself. This isn't the first time. I go backstage after the show and play cat and fucking mouse with Josh the entire evening and then at the end he asks me if I can drop him off at the hotel. What? So I did. On the way there, I asked him if he'd be terribly disappointed if I went to the Beastie Boys show instead of theirs the next night, as I had been invited and thought it was a good opportunity. He was like, yeah you should go. And I was like, well I'll see you after. And he said to text him. I was under the impression I'd hear from him. Well, jokes on me. It's 11pm on Wednesday and I still haven't heard from him. I swear to god I'm the poster child for "He's Just Not That Into You." Is the Greg Behrendt show still on? They should totally have me as a guest.

So, last night, I did attend the Beastie Boys show at the Fonda as a guest of their manager's boyfriend. It was an okay Beastie Boys show. It was a lot shorter than I'd thought it would be. And to be honest, they're getting a little old for their songs, as I'm sure they're aware. They were still fun to watch. They didn't play any of my personal favorites, but I guess I'll live. We went to the after party upstairs and hung out for a bit. We delivered a bunch of t-shirts to Ad-Rock's wife Kathleen Hanna. I almost wish it was a Le Tigre show instead. Haha! Sorry Beastie Boys! No one that interesting (besides Kathleen) was there. Donovan Leitch was there wearing a sweater with a big pot leaf and talking to his ex-brother-in-law, Adam Horowitz (or Ad-Rock to the uninformed). Carmen Electra was there, sans Dave Navarro of course. And my friend saw some dude who was on Rockstar Supernova. We went to Check Yo Ponytail afterwards and apparently missed Orlano Bloom's appearance. I supposed he was there to see fellow birts, the Kooks, who I am not disappointed to have missed.

So, moral of the story is, most band guys suck. Especially the drummers. (See Tommy Lee if you don't believe me.) If you're going to be dumb like me, don't ever fall for a musician unless they've already proposed or at least given you some diamonds. Seriously.

Saturday Night's Alright

Omg! Secret Machines Saturday in San Diego! How happy am I? Its hard
to try and be aloof about it. And I'm even going alone. Like a real
adult going to have a real rendevouz. Nevermind that I actually am a
real adult...

Hmmmmm....

What do you think? Does this mean it's finally time to stop texting him and give him a call. Too bad the bad bunny went out without me tonight to see Pete. She sucks. He's at Tiny's right now, btw. She doesn't even like Pete! She only likes Vincent Gallo! And she hates the Beatles, yet likes Sean Lennon because VG does! Poser!

Dear Debi,
Here is your single's love horoscope
for Thursday, October 19:

The stars send you a double dose of charm when it comes to love. You could talk the birds out of the trees if you wanted to. So now the question is, who do you want to talk into doing something with you?

Argh! Just call me already drummer boy!

Sofia Coppola's Marie Antoinette

I've been trying to avoid this all day. I really don't want to do this. I went to a screening of Marie Antoinette last night and I haven't been this sad leaving a movie in a long time. I love Sofia Coppola. I loved Virgin Suicides and Lost in Translation. I didn't love Marie Antoinette.

It started out okay so far as I can remember, but the movie felt way to long, so it's hard to say. The art direction was fabulous plus it was filmed on location in France. The costumes were divine as was the hair. It was pretty to look at. I loved the imagery throught the film. What I didn't love is the cast and the music. I've actually been a Kirsten Dunst since Vampire. She has alway looked fabulous on screen and responded well to direction. She hasn't been a good improvisational actress, though and Sofia Coppola gave her far too much freedom in this film. Jason Schwartzman has also been a favorite of mine. I have seen virtually any movie he's been in (including Roman Coppala's disaster CQ). He had some really good moments in this film, otherwise he was just typical Jason Schwartzman. I did think his character went through a visible transformation, which was seen in Schwartzman's actions. The music started out okay. The modern music was fine until the characters went to the masquerade ball and Siouxsie and the Banshees was the actually music they were dancing to. If I had wanted Baz Luhrman I would have stayed home and watched Moulin Rouge. Well, at least she tried.

After the movie we went to an after party at Privilage that was scary because it was at Privilage. Then we went to see David from American Eyes and the two of us together are the biggest gossips ever. All we did was talk about people from high school and apparently Aaron Bruno thinks god is telling him to sing. For reals. And Davey's not gay today, but Jared Leto thinks Brent has beautiful eyes. And Anthony Kiedis is engaged to someone way younger than him and all guys want to date 18 year olds. Booger on that. Then we went to Check Yo Ponytail at Safari Sam's and someone had fliered for the Secret Machines free show at Union Station which made me sad because I still haven't heard from a certain drummer. *Sigh*