Category Archives: I Hope This Song Starts a Craze

The City That You Don’t See

“Now every month there is a new Rodney on Youtube
It’s just something our generation is used to
And neighbourhoods where you never see a news crew
Unless they’re gentrifying, white people don’t even cruise through
And my subconcious telling me stop it
This is an issue that you shouldn’t get involved in
Don’t even tweet, R.I.P Trayvon Martin
Don’t wanna be that white dude, million man marchin’
Fighting for our freedom that my people stole
Don’t wanna make all my white fans uncomfortable
But you don’t even have a fuckin’ song for radio
Why you out here talkin race, tryin’ to save the fuckin’ globe
Don’t get involved with the causes in mind
White privilege, white guilt, at the same damn time
So we just party like it’s nineteen ninty nine
Celebrate the ignorance while these kids keep dying” 

Macklemore and Ryan Lewis “A Wake”

Life has a way of changing into new opportunities constantly. And for me, it created an opportunity to finish school in the Bay Area, more specifically, Oakland. I had lived in Los Angeles for five years and loved/hated it all at the same time. It was time for a change. The stares of pure horror from people when I said that I was moving to Oakland quickly became old and irritating.

Oakland is not just a town of horrible gangs and violence. It is one of culture, families, young artists, Fairyland, and a passionate community that wants to be part in it thriving. But how would one elsewhere know that when all that is on the television is another murder in the town across from the city by the Bay?

Yes, Oakland has a severe crime epidemic that touches more people than it should, but what is not always highlighted are the multitudes of people striving to change that. Crime has roots, and it is largely one of economics as is pointed out in the article “What’s the Best Way to Make Oakland Safe” featured currently on Oakland Local‘s website. The consulting group Inner City Advisors is “building an Oakland economy that works for everybody by creating good jobs and hiring locally from targeted communities (people who are formerly incarcerated, aged-out foster youth, people learning English as a second language, and people with low education attainment levels).” And Oakland Local is even doing their part by providing training workshops with the intent to “train and empower the Oakland and East Bay, Calif.-area people to learn skills that support economic development, job and college readiness at the same time that we help them to make their voices heard. We also provide skills building and development to our interns, community contributors and reporters and we work with small business people to make them discoverable in search and teach them social media marketing. We also partner with school and youth organizations to teach these skills to youth and to help them share their views on issues.”

Things do not change on their own. And with Oakland neighborhood groups forming evening walks, formal community discussions, and beautification projects, things are changing in Oakland. The people who live here, love here. They want to make this city great; they are invested. And while it has a ways to go, Oakland is well on its way.

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Not About You: Equality for All

But when they persisted in asking Him, He straightened up, and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.” -John 8:7

It’s not about your faith. It’s not about your convictions. It’s not about the sanctity of marriage. It’s not about you.

It’s about two people being able to share their lives together and being recognized as equal. It’s about the rights of human beings. It’s about the acceptance that love and family relationships are changing and manifesting into something wonderful; it is new time.

Your love is not better or worse than someone else’s love. Your love is not more valid than theirs. Love is love, and we are all equal in God’s eyes. So if I were you, I’d probably make sure to keep my stones to myself.

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The Band Formerly Known as Future Ghosts

There is power in a name. It changes things. Different names create intense emotions just from them merely being uttered. So it is no surprise that when the band formerly known as Future Ghosts from Greensboro, North Carolina was made to change their name, they chose something that set them apart and propelled them into the future. Allow me to introduce you to Unifier.

With the release of their amazing brand new album “Colorado” only yesterday, it seems that they are quickly forgetting about their recent past and only looking to move forward as they should. From small waves of feelings of Jimmy Eat World to explosions of something not yet experienced, Unifier is quickly making it’s way around and through my house and on repeat in my head. There is something comfortable in their music like I’ve heard this all before, but the more that I listen the more that I discover. And the more that I discover, the more that I want to hear.

So, until they come to the West Coast, I will have to settle for dancing to their album in my living room. But that’s not such a bad thing after all…

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You + Me = Endless Possibilities

“I hope this song starts a craze/ The kind of song that ignites the airwaves/ The kind of song that makes people glad/ To be where they are/ With whomever they’re there with” -Brand New “Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don’t”

There are few nights that I will remember as vividly as when I saw Kevin Devine, Manchester Orchestra and Brand New play at the Warfield in San Francisco in 2007. There are few moments when you witness musicians share a stage and truly enjoy one another. There was not a single moment that night that was wasted. Yes, there was something magical about that night at the Warfield, and it has yet to be recreated.

I have found myself over the years more and more drawn to this collective of musicians, this collective of friends. They are doing what this Project hopes to create someday-a community of friends that collaborate and support one another in their individual projects. Because that’s what this whole thing is all about-supporting one another. It’s about the local bands. It’s about the bands that open for the larger bands that come through town. It’s about you and me.

So when I heard that Kevin Devine had started a Kickstarter to fund his next two albums, I was stoked. Not only could I support someone who I was artistically in awe of, I could be part of the art. And after all, isn’t that what it’s really about? Isn’t that why we go to a show and sing along to our favorite songs with a room of complete strangers because we want to be a part of something bigger than ourselves? So, be bigger and support and share because one day it’ll come around back to you.

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Halfway There

“Write a song/ Make a note/ For the lump that sits inside your throat/ Change the locks, change the scene/ Change it all but can’t change what we’ve been” -Atlas Genius “Trojans”

I’ve been obsessed with music for as long as I can remember. I have to find lyrics for a song that I hear randomly as soon as possible. I want to know every word and will have those words resonate with me for days. I will listen to the same song over and over and over…and over again. So, it makes sense that I would want to write about music. I would love to go to shows and write about bands that no one knows or that some people know and expose them to the world at large.

As I was searching for internships for music magazines all across the country, I came across a little blurb on Alternative Press’ website, “Start your own webzine or a music blog to showcase your work. Be aware of the scene you enjoy, and soak up any knowledge you can about new bands. The better you understand your source material, the better your writing will be…Most importantly, keep writing constantly. Even if no one but you or your blog followers see your concert reviews, the more you learn to express your opinions via writing, the better your clips will be when you get a chance to publish an article.” 

So, I guess that I’m a little further along than I thought…and I won’t stop here.

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Small Jewels

There are times when I wish that I could combine all my favorite places into one place in the world. Many of these places are one of a kind and can only be found in their own city. I have found joy in a sharing a cup of coffee with a friend at the Hub City Bookshop. I have spent hours picking through records at Phono Select Records. There is no better place in the East Bay to enjoy a french dip than Joe’s Buffet. Afternoons have been spent at the amazing art deco gem the Los Feliz 3 for a $6 matinee. As far as bookstores go, there truly is no place like Powell’s. I would move to Portland for that reason alone.

And then there are the jewels that my own friends have created in the world from my best friend’s love for supporting and discovering local music with Upstate Recording and Management  to my brilliant and funny friends that created Shark Bites a puppet comedy about “This one dude, a shark, and an alligator in a poofy vest try to be cool in North Hollywood” to my stunningly talented friend Allison Andres that is exploding with her photography in the Bay Area and beyond. It’s not about the big corporations, but about the plethora of creatives that want to create something better and more meaningful with their art than things that have been done before. From merch to discounted photo sessions, it would be well worth your time to discover what my music loving, sharky, and flash-ready friends are offering this holiday season and beyond. So, in support of Small Business Saturday, I encourage you to support local businesses and independent artists that you know and maybe even take a drive somewhere that you don’t know very well because those small jewels are just waiting to be discovered by you.

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Forward, We Go

“The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today. Let us move forward with strong and active faith.” -Franklin D. Roosevelt

November blustered through the school parking lot. People poured in and out of the school gymnasium. I could not hide my sincere excitement. It was my 18th birthday, my very first Presidential election, and I wore my, “I Voted” sticker like a badge of honor because it was and still is.

It amazes me to hear people say that voting does not matter. It baffles me when people say that they are not informed enough on political matters, so they don’t see the point in voting. It makes me a little upset that people think so little of their opinions that they make no attempt to be heard.

But it makes me happy to know so many passionate and vibrant people on both sides of party lines. It makes me smile to know that we all had a part in this. And it makes me so proud when my dad says that he waited in line for two hours after he got off of work because he believed in his vote. We all should believe.

So, whether or not you are happy with the outcome of this election, VOTE, and not just in Presidential elections. Vote in mid-term elections and be knowledgeable about your local elections because they have a direct impact on you. America only works when we are all working together,and forward we must go.

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Clean Up at the Detroit Zoo. We’re Going to Need a Bigger Broom.

The day of Game 3 against the Reds…

Me: It’s not looking good, but anything can happen.

My dad: Amanda, how do you eat an elephant?

Me: …ummmm….

My dad: (Interrupting) One bite at a time.

The line was out the door of the San Francisco Saloon an hour and a half before the first pitch of Game 4 against the Detroit Tigers. Black and orange flooded the street and loudly chanted, “LET’S GO GIANTS!”. People left the line to jump to the bar across the street, but after waiting for three hours in line with my new-found friends, I was committed. My little group watched the first two hours of the game in the doorway of the bar before we all finally made it in. And after we did, Posey hit his beautiful home run. The entire bar erupted and chanting continued. Ever so often, we would start the “JOE BUCK SUCKS” chant and during the seventh inning stretch, we all sang “Take Me Out to the Ballgame”…the right way. Anchor Steam was flowing, and the entire bar was an instant family. From yelling to let the people in that were outside to waving rally rags, there was no better place to be in L.A.

And when Romo threw that last strike, the entire bar was jumping and yelling and hugging and high-fiving. “Don’t Stop Believing” and then “When the Lights Go Down in the City” came blasting through the speakers, and we all sang together. Friends were made in the course of a ball game because that is what happens when you get the black and orange together. I have never been more convinced that San Francisco has the best fans in the entire world than that moment right there.

And then the next chant started, “NEXT STOP, SUPERBOWL!” We all started hollering and clapping and smiling and laughing because we knew that it was not over yet. And as I said good-bye to my new friends and exited the bar, I screamed, “WHO’S GOT IT BETTER THAN US?!”, and everyone in the bar yelled back, “NOOOOOOOBOODYY!!”

We did it together. Together, we are giant. Because despite what people have said about the Giants “coming out of nowhere and surprising everyone”, their winning never surprised us. This is not the team that I grew up with that was designed around one player. This is a team where every single player that emerges from the dugout creates a series of screams and claps all their own. This is the team of never say die, playing for each other, and redemption. These are our 2012 World Champions. These are our San Francisco Giants.

We ate a whole elephant, and we did it one bite at a time.

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“Literate and Stylish/ Kissable and Quiet”

“Stop it, come on/ You know I can’t help it/ I got the mic/ And you got the mosh pit” -Taking Back Sunday “Timberwolves at New Jersey”

A sweet nostalgia swept through the venue as the original line up of Taking Back Sunday filled the stage. Songs that blasted through my car speakers ten years ago were being sung back to me ten years later. My fifteen year old self was dying. There was something different that night. The band was different than I remembered, but then again, I was different too. Things will never be quite what you remember them to be. However, things can always surprise you. But as they brought out Michelle DaRosa for “Existentialism On Prom Night” and closed with two pretty obscure songs, “Your Own Disaster” and “The Ballad Of Sal Villanueva”, in those moments, my memories of them were redeemed and renewed. And while it will never be quite how I remember it to be when I was fifteen, there will be something that I find in Taking Back Sunday, something that I find in myself that can never be taken away.

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