Post-Partum Pitch Perfection

I know… it’s been over half a year since I’ve posted anything on here, but I’ve been too busy being pregnant.  So now that I’m enjoying the sleepless life of mommyhood, I’m carelessly throwing away my time (aka “unwinding”) watching trailers for upcoming films. But this time did not go wasted, my friends, I am excited to post this practically-perfect-right-up-my-i heart musicals and bad dance films-alley trailer that I found.  It kicked my post-partum blues (at least for 2.5 minutes) as I imagined myself sitting in the theater watching 30 year old actors play college freshman that dance around having back alley acapella sing-offs.  In reality, I’ll most likely just wait till it’s streaming on Netflix which will most likely be several years from now.

To all my fellow Step Up/Glee/SingOff dweeberoonies out there… you’re welcome.


Mumford on the Moors

Despite the fact that I could never survive alone in the wild and that I have a true appreciation for clean bathrooms and hygiene, I’m pretty sure I was born in the wrong era. Maybe it was the fact that I had Anne of Green Gables on repeat as an 8 year old and thought that big Victorian hair and puffed sleeves were attractive.  Then, I hit high schol and got introduced to the deceptively intriguing and dark worlds of Gothic English literature.  Thanks to the reading list in my sophmore English Honors class, I have a love for literary classics that were products of the eery marriage between gothic fiction and romanticism.

Wuthering Heights (1939 film starring Laurence Olivier & Merle Oberon)

Pair all of that with one of my favorite bands and you’ve got a winner.  Check out the trailer to director Andrea Arnold’s adaptation of Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights.

Destruction Party: The Party Guests

This last summer, I had the privilege of working on a short film called Destruction Party.  My awesome and remarkably talented film industry big-wig friend and producer of the film, Trent, brought me on as the music supervisor to test the waters in the world of film making.  What an amazing experience and a fun film to work on. The artistic cast and crew really brought Director Amanda Meyncke’s vision to life with this beautifully shot piece of art.

The film is about 4 girl friends that get together to have an emotional catharsis through the destruction of breakables.  Think Anthropolgie meets Jackson Pollock with beautiful plates and teacups for paint.

Here’s a behind the scenes video about the inspiration to Destruction Party.  I even have a cameo.  I think I should stick to behind the camera, though.

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Is this RECording?

Last night, my friend Jen and I joined 1,600 LA hipsters and immersed ourselves in Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s HitRECord world at the HitRECord Fall Formal. 

HitRECord is an open-collaborative production company that lives online.  Artists of all mediums — singers, poets, writers, photographers, videographers… gather on the site to share their creations, take others’ creations, and create new things.  Think of it as a huge cut and paste board of all things creative and they call them “records”.  Pretty rad.

At Fall Formal, JGL showed a culmination of things that have been recorded thus far.  Tiny stories, songs, and videos.  A whole gamut of guest stars swung by to add to the show as well, including Anne Hathaway, NPH, & Gary Oldman.

The only thing missing from my evening was my makeout session with JGL.  I was told that if that happened, I would be the proud co-owner of several new softball bats… (read: $$$$ worth of softball bats).  Don’t try to understand that last part.

Here are some visual highlights of the evening:

Oh and to keep the JGL love rolling… here he is covering 10 songs.


Paris, Je t’aime

I love Paris.  Not in the way that young girls and lovers romanticize dreams of sidewalk cafes, impressionist paintings and dimly-lit streets on a rainy evening.  I’ve eaten at that cafe, seen those paintings, and strolled through the streets on a rainy evening.  In fact, I’ve even fallen in love under the Eiffel Tower (another story for another day).  What I have is a true, deep love and appreciation for the City of Light and everything it has once and continues to offer.

I was 13 when I began learning my je m’appelles and enchantés.  I won’t lie; the choice to study French was not a glimpse of an early hunger for cultural enrichment, although I’d like to think subconsciously it may have been. Instead, it was merely my adolescent angst and determination to go against the grain and differ from my throngs of peers who took Spanish.  Probably not the wisest choice, however, considering the latter proves to be insurmountably more useful in Southern California.  Regardless, 5 years of studying and a decade later I can still successfully introduce myself, tell you where I live, how old I am, order an omelette, and purchase a grapefruit with gusto (Je voudrais un PAMPLEMOUSE, s’il vous plaît!).

I may not be able to write a dissertation or perfectly translate what benefits your shampoo can provide, but those 5 years left an overwhelming appreciation for French culture, cuisine, art, and the city that cultivated many of the world’s greatest artistic and literary contributors.

On my plane flight today, I happened to catch the film Midnight in Paris.  I don’t usually care for Owen Wilson films, especially when he is in a leading role, but this film was so beautifully written and exquisitely depicted.  It was as if Woody Allen sat on a bench beside the Seine with a blank canvas and waited as all of the splendor of Paris soaked into its threads.  Then, he unveiled that canvas through the eyes of Owen Wilson on screen.

The story follows Gil (Wilson), a writer, on his visit to Paris with his fiancé (played by Rachel McAdams).  At midnight he goes for a stroll through the streets of Paris and happens upon a vehicle that takes him back into time where he meets Ernest Hemmingway, Gertrude Stein, Pablo Picasso, and many other art and literary greats.  There’s a romantic plot in there somewhere, but it is lackluster in comparison to the emotional and artistic journey Gil embarks upon as the allure of Paris exposes him to greater heights of creativity as a writer.

As he meets each character, the dialogue and wisdom they exchange is written with such profound elegance, it’s impossible to not fall in love with Paris and desire all the inspiration it has to offer.  Adriana, a costume designer played by Marion Cotillard says “That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me.”

Paris may not be all love, lights, art, and music as it is so often glamorized, but every now and then it is so romantic to imagine how being in that city can inspire someone creatively.

I leave you with one of my favorite scenes between Gil and Ernest Hemmingway as Hemmingway describes the root to conquering fear and death:

“All men fear death. It’s a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven’t loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. Because when you are sharing your body and heart with a great woman the world fades away. You two are the only ones in the entire universe. You conquer what most lesser men have never conquered before, you have conquered a great woman’s heart, the most vulnerable thing she can offer to another. Death no longer lingers in the mind. Fear no longer clouds your heart. Only passion for living, and for loving, become your sole reality. This is no easy task for it takes insurmountable courage. But remember this, for that moment when you are making love with a woman of true greatness, you will feel immortal.

Harry Potter – The War

I was very late to jump onto the Harry Potter bandwagon, but when I bought my first ticket, I never got off the Hogwarts Express. 4 years later, I’m a full-fledged Gryffindor-wannabe and undoubtedly disappointing my devout Christian mother with my Harry Potter fanaticism.

Thanks to my favorite Nakers, I am reliving the victorious and somewhat bittersweet emotions I felt after closing out the series in the theater with 7.2.

Take one of my favorite series of all time and pair it with a band that has developed some of the most victorious/inspiring rock-ballads in the last few years and you get this video.  30 Seconds to Mars meets Harry Potter.

Only one can live…  ah…freaking…mazing!