Greetings Voxosphere! So I got hitched this weekend and it went great. There's a whole lot to discuss, including, but not limited to, Hotrod's awesome toast, our tremendous friends and the delicious food that was as much of a surprise to us as it was to our guests.
But all of that will have to wait. I'm still in recovery mode from a wild weekend, and for now all I really have energy to do is post the playlist(s), per M-----l's request.
This is going to be longish, so I apologize in advance if you're trying to scroll down into my deep archives.
Ceremony
Light and Day/ Reach for Sun 3:23 The Polyphonic Spree (CarrieNation's entrance)
We Just Won't Be Defeated 2:47 The Go Team (our triumphant exit)
Reception
You Are Invited 4:52 The Dismemberment Plan
Pressure Drop 2:59 Toots & the Maytals
Fight Test 4:14 The Flaming Lips
Beautiful Child 4:17 Rufus Wainright
Here Comes Your Man 3:22 Pixies
Don't Let's Start 2:36 They Might Be Giants Might Be Giants
You Spin Me 'Round (Like a Record) 3:19 Dead or Alive
Word Up 4:17 Cameo
Rock With You 3:41 Michael Jackson
Let's Stay Together 3:18 Al Green
That Teenage Feeling 2:45 Neko Case
Bizarre Love Triangle 6:42 New Order
Our Lips Are Sealed 2:50 The Go-Gos
Hand in Glove 3:14 The Smiths
Lean on Me 4:21 Bill Withers
Paper Planes 3:27 M.I.A.
Little Red Corvette 4:57 Prince 1999
I Want You Back 2:58 The Jackson 5
The Way You Look Tonight 3:22 Frank Sinatra
Tenderness 3:38 General Public
Our House 3:22 Madness
Golden Lady 5:00 Stevie Wonder
Let's Get It On (Single Version) 4:01 Marvin Gaye
Atomic 4:42 Blondie
Oh L'Amour 3:07 Erasure
Let's Dance 4:12 David Bowie
Sir Duke 3:54 Stevie Wonder
Punk Rock Girl 2:38 The Dead Milkmen
Ladyflash 4:18 The Go Team
Poker Face 3:57 Lady GaGa
The Rubberband Man 3:37 The Spinners
O-o-h Child 3:15 The Five Stairsteps
Pass the Dutchie 3:20 Musical Youth
White Lines 4:29 Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five
Beyond the Sea 2:54 Bobby Darin
It's A Shame 3:11 The Spinners
Ballad Of A Comeback Kid 3:51 The New Pornographers
Hoover Dam 5:28 Sugar
Blue Monday 7:26 New Order
Lay All Your Love On Me 4:36 Abba
September 3:35 Earth, Wind & Fire
Can't Get Enough of Your Love Babe 3:50 Barry White
Think 2:19 Aretha Franklin
Come on Eileen 4:13 Dexy's Midnight Runners
Girlfriend 3:40 Matthew Sweet
Take Your Mama 4:32 Scissor Sisters
Oh Girl 3:36 The Chi-Lites
If You Don't Know Me By Now 3:26 Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes
Bang a Gong (Get It On) 4:28 T. Rex Electric Warrior
Surrender 4:12 Cheap Trick
Under Pressure 3:58 David Bowie & Queen
My Girls 5:45 Animal Collective
Peek-a-Boo 3:11 Siouxsie and the Banshees
(White Man) In Hammersmith Palais 4:01 The Clash (Big Finish)
These were on the list, but didn't make it on in time.
Soldier Girl [UK Single Version] 2:23 The Polyphonic Spree
Blister in the Sun 2:26 Violent Femmes Vilolent Femmes
Letter From An Occupant 3:46 The New Pornographers
She Bangs The Drum 3:45 The Stone Roses
Sheila Take a Bow 2:42 The Smiths Louder Than Bombs Rock/Pop
Genius of Love 5:34 Tom Tom Club
Grandma's Hands 2:02 Bill Withers
Tired of Being Alone 2:43 Al Green
Hold It Now, Hit It 3:26 The Beastie Boys
Me Myself and I 3:44 De La Soul Three Feet High and Rising She Moves In Her Own Way 2:50 The Kooks
Lovefool 3:16 The Cardigans
Boy, for a couple of teetotaling vegetarians, CarrieNation and Dabysan throw one hell of a party. I mean, I knew it was going to be a good time, but yesterday went above and beyond my highest expectations. I'm so unbelievably happy for the both of them, and even though it's been said plenty, I'd like to offer them my public congratulations one last time. I am deeply honored that two people I care about so much asked me to be a part of their special day. I'm just thankful that I only flubbed my toast in small ways that nobody seemed to notice. I was so sure I was going to screw it up.
I have other stuff I should be doing right now. But I made the mistake of turning on my computer when I got home. Then I re-read Dabysan's excellent post about getting married this weekend. Then I started thinking about my toast, which I thought I had completed last night. Then I started going back through some - okay, most - of our posts about Karaoke to the Death. Then I started listening to the audio from past years. Then I started thinking about how great all my friends are, and how much I'm looking forward to this fantastic celebration on Saturday - despite the fact that I have to give a toast, which I definitely don't want to do.
I have other stuff I should be doing right now, but you're going to have a hard time convincing me I wasted my evening.
The title of this post is the subject line of an e-mail that delinquent Voxer and all around good egg Jason P set me and CarrieNation to congratulate us on our impending nuptials (I'm glad I can stop struggling to spell that word after this weekend).
Because my blog has mostly been a vehicle for hurling insults, bickering over music and perpetuating my decade-long (and counting!) War Over Nothing with Hotrod, I sometimes struggle to find the appropriate tone to discuss serious matters...such as, say, the most important -- and best -- decision I've ever made. Or, for example, one of the biggest days of my life.
But that day is fast upon us, and it seems appropriate that I say something about it from my small public platform in the hinterlands of the blogosphere.
Over the past few days I've been a bit of a nervous wreck. Although CarrieNation has done the lion's share of the planning and work for the big event, I've done enough to know how many balls we have in the air (catering, music, venue, clothes, etc.) and every day I'm worried about a new variable. The phalanx of relatives and friends descending on our fair city for the event also has me rattled, as does the prospect of being responsible for all of them having a good time.
What doesn't worry me -- even a little -- is the prospect of being married to CarrieNation. In fact, I'll let my dear readers in on a little secret: because our officiant isn't a member of a church recognized by our great commonwealth (fake Internet ministers rule) we went ahead and made it official with an officer of the court on Monday. To me, the notion that I will spend the rest of my life with CarrieNation is as natural as the notion that I'll continue to breathe air, eat breakfast and listen to the Clash for the rest of my life. To imagine any other scenario is what would scare me.
So that's it. Wish us luck on this wedding business. Cross your fingers that all of our assorted vendors show up, my Grandmother doesn't cuff my ears when she hears some of the more profane tracks on the wedding mix, and Hotrod stays sober long enough to make a coherent toast. The marriage is the easy part.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Suck it, Phillies.
PS. Jerry Hairston, Jr. got into the game last night. Is that why the Yanks won? I'm saying yes. Thanks, M-----l. Jerry is good luck.
Jeez, I'm only one day into this "no pictures, no video" thing and I'm already being tested. The discovery on Youtube of the infomercial for the Weezer Snuggie is not helping. Must.... not.... link....
A couple of days ago, we glanced over to the left there and noticed that we're on pace for 2009 to be our most prolific year as a blogger. That surprised the hell out of us. It had seemed to us that the month that just ended was a microcosm of our output this year as a whole. But about the same time we decided we were being a little too self-critical, we remembered that late January and early February saw a flurry of "posts" from Tampa which inflate the overall number. All told, we have literally phoned in nearly forty posts so far this year, and all but a handful of them are just a photo with no explanation. There's no denying it - 2009 has been the laziest year in the short history of hotrod.vox.com.
So in an effort to rectify this, for the entire month of November we're going to focus on quality over quantity. We won't be posting any photos or videos. We're going to rely solely on our words. (Frankly, this strikes us as a more appropriate way of commemorating National Blog Posting Month than posting daily, for what it's worth.) And no, we don't have any idea of how this is going to play out. We hope that we might find something to say in the next four weeks (besides this introductory post) that doesn't require a visual crutch. Lord knows, we've still got stories to tell. Maybe we'll even get to the tale of how we got our nickname....
There are a few bands that always put me in a good mood. The Toy Dolls is (are?) one of them. Happy Punk-vember!
Go forth and fill your libraries with media.
Seriously, thanks to everyone for being so amazing and patient. You are the reason I love Vox.
I'm a little salty at Korea right now, as I can think of nobody better to blame for the three hours of sleep I got last night, but all things considered, it was an interesting trip, and I'm glad I got to see it. Onto the pictures!
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