Muses of Music from.....Sacramento?

I had to let off some steam after watching Spartacus and the Borgias, both episodes (season 3, episode 3 and 4 of Spartacus and season 2, episode 2 if you must know) had given me extreme rage and dispair, and I desperately needed to listen to music. I thought to myself, why talk about fights with kitchen utensils and non-spring-like weather, when I can focus on music -which makes up 90% of my activities/hobbies.So, a little hidden gem about me or perhaps not so hidden is that I love music. SURPRISE! I know. Anyways, I like the majority of music genres- I'm as likely to listen to Nirvana as I am to dancing to Britney Spears; able to research the lyrics of a Sevendust album as to look up the song meanings behind Shania Twain's "Man I feel like a woman". The point that must be made is that I'm not going to categorize myself into a musical genre. Whatever my mood, that's the type of music I'll listen to. However, if I had to say what category of music I listen to the most, it'd be Rock and it's subcategories -which is easily seen for any facebook users that see my spotify updates. Anyways, I have mad love -as New Yorkers would say- for Sacramento and some of my favorite concerts have been hosted in Sacramento (Godsmack, Disturbed, System of a Down, Korn, to name just a few). So, I thought with that said-and the fact that I'm so nolstagic about rock concerts- I'd decide to enlighten readers about a few bands that are originally from Sacramento. Support them :)

Deftones:
Genre: Alternative Heavy Metal
Date Founded: 1988
Example of an amazing song by Deftones:

Tesla:

Genre: hard rock
Date Founded: 1984
Example of an amazing song by Tesla:

Cake

Genre: Alternative Rock Band

Formed: 1991

An example of an amazing song:

bonus: I just love Cake so much, I had to include the first song I've heard from them too:

Middle Class Rut:

Genre: Punk Rock -I was introduced to them only last year via KRXQ aka 98.5 FM and they're just so amazing! I hope I can see them live!

Formed: 2010

Example of a song:

Though they aren't from Sacramento, if you're not aware of Serj Tankian's signed on band Fair to Midland, you should give them a go! Most of these songs are 'radio mainstream hits' and so I'll continue that trend by posting Dance of the Manatee. Enjoy!

If you know any northern california bands or local sacramento ones, please inform me! I miss music so much. Also if you know other types of musicians other than rock musicians -rap, house, whatever- let me know. Happy Wednesday!

Time to go watch Toy Story!

Oh my stars and----cupcake Bake! Where art thou King of Time!

There I was...it was 12:30pm and I had a rendezvous at 2:30 at a park. What was I to do with my debauched batch of cupcakes! I honestly felt like this: Now, I was fully prepared to have them taste my "Surprise Cupcakes" or Supcakes as I call them, but my mom had given me a lengthy conversation about how my friends would never trust me again if I gave them ruined cupcakes. That's right! Had I given them these Supcakes and they didn't like them, I would no longer be invited to their weddings, plan their birthday parties, pick their grandparents up from the airport, or be responsible enough to babysit their kids....well, maybe the babysitting job is already out. Anyways, her motto was that if you raise someone's expectations and you give them crap, then their disappointed standards will continue to be minimal for whatever future prospects you have in mind. So, had I given them sh%t cupcakes or Shicake (note: this word does not exist in the perverse underground of Japan) they most likely would've thought I was a novice baker who knew nothing of the fine arts of deliciousness-which is a complete lie, my middle name starts with an S and it's scrumptious, which in English, means "thou who makes delicious things."

So, what did I do. I threw 90% of the cupcakes away -my hard work D:- and made a new batch: fun-freakn-fetti! I had no more ingredients for the frosting, so I went dieting style by leaving them as is. I had about 4 of the ruined batch and stuffed them all in two container bins, and off I was to the metro! I had no idea if french people were addicted to cupcakes so I hid them in a plastic bag for the sake of my life -they're known to start revolutions and all that and I like my head- I finally got to the park and realized.....it's freakn cold.

If people can't tell by the gif. I freakn hate the cold. So there I was, at my destination -Metro Line A, Massena, if you must know- with my bag filled with supcakes and cold! Luckily, I met up with my two friends- Elisabeth and Connor and we all agreed that eating cupcakes in the arctic tundra that was the park wasn't ideal.





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Going to Elisabeth's place of course!

It was so amazing being there. Not only is her apartment the greatest apartment ever -I briefly met a dragon and a unicorn-riding wizard- but she had a playstation 2, and her and Connor liked everything I liked. :o It was like we were a family...but not, since Connor's british and Elisabeth is awesomely German.

We all agreed that Niles from Frasier is the best character: and we're all hardcore Star Trek fans.....but without asthma and social awkwardness. (Level up!). So, combined with absolutely geekdom, we decided that playing snowboarding video games -btw, did you guys know there's a shaun white snowboarding game, that's hilarious, just saying- and LSD-inspired car racing video games just wasn't enough. We HAD to eat Supcakes with redbull (my first energy drink in 8 years! asdkf;eweo......sorry!) and watch Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country -I couldn't really tell you what it's about since we had to discuss why Connor had to watch Enterprise and TOS....something about klingons....That proceeded to me asking Connor about his dreams -which are mega lame...in my professional psychiatric opinion ;). And during that 10 hour adventure of being a nerdy girl, I realized that I was a major fat ass, with 95% of my meals consisting of cupcakes and energy drinks... Take that Sally Struthers love child with Rosie O'Donnell.

I left the apartment to go back to my abode for some Z's.... (hah, more like watching more Spartacus!) only to find that the bitterfrost of false spring turned into a downpour. I'm still soaked from the rain and had I been a witch like my 3rd grade teacher had called me, I surely would have melted!!

Fun fact: Space doctors are hotter than Space Captains and British people use "stone" to measure someone's weight rather than pounds or kilos. That said, my friend Connor is 12 stone. I'm sure he won't mind me telling you, he's such a swell lad that one!

I think tomorrow I'll write about Sacramento bands that I like:

Til the morrow my good chaps!

Spring Break-Blood, Sand, and cupcakes!

Here's a random picture of me because we all know you didn't get here from facebook and because I've been so absent from blogging (if it helps this has 6x more content than a diary I once had), you've clearly forgotten me!

So when I decided to stay in Lyon, France for spring break, I thought to myself, Great...I'm going to be so bored...no, boredom is an exaggeration, in fact, boredom is going to eat away my soul and whatever that is is going to be the state that I'd be in for spring break. However, after the first day -which didn't really even feel like a vacation since three days of the week I don't have class- it was great. I watched Spartacus: Blood and Sand.. and I swear to the gods, that is the greatest show in the entire galaxy even! I mean, look at these cool gifs. Now, I'm not saying that Starz pays me for mentioning how awesome season 1 of Spartacus: Blood and Sand is with the late Andy Whitfield, but it is. And, why did it take me so long to watch season 1? Well, because of Game of Thrones, The Borgias, True Blood, practically every other Mature television program on air, that's what. Plus, I saw season 2: Gods of the Arena before B&S. Now, For those who can handle gore (because the scenes are pretty intense) and the extreme vulgarity (JC!), I suggest watching Gods of the Arena (season 2) before season 1, since season 2 is a prequel... okay back to my break.

So as I was imagining myself totally being able to watch hot men fight to the death without actually doing anything for the House of Batiatus, I got into Iron Chef mode. I had a dream that I was grocery shopping -riveting- and when I woke up, I immediately walked carefully down my 5 flights of stairs to the nearest French Safeway aka Monoprix. Armed with an arsenal of eggs, cheese, fromage blanc, sugar, chocolate, chicken, and other ingredients of a poor man's buffet, I set out to first make nachos. These nachos were amazing. Why, because the woman I live with has finally gotten a shredder and so now I can make my own ground chicken -finally protein! The tortilla chips didn't taste like the Mission ones I so dearly loved, but had they been from that brand, I probably would've paid like my soul in euros rather than a 5 euro note. Whatever anyone says, fromage blanc/crème fraiche épaisse is not the same thing as sour cream. So yes, that meal was a success, even if I couldn't get some other ingredients that would normally accompany the tower of nachos I normally make -mainly mexican rice. But my biggest goal was yet to come.

When one thinks of cupcakes, one thinks first of deliciousness, and then of me. Everyone and their mother knows how much I love cupcakes. If cupcakes were running for president (they come in a dozen) they'd get my vote! :/ Cupcakes doesn't believe in war, nor right or left wing politics, its only mission in life is to satisfy the people. Anywho, my goal was to make this frosting for the cupcakes (courtesy of some chick name Lily):

1 cup sugar

1/3 cup water

6 egg yolks, lightly beaten

1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract

1 1/2 cups butter, softened

6 tablespoons confectioners' sugar

In a heavy saucepan, bring sugar and water to a boil; cook over medium-high heat until sugar is dissolved. Remove from the heat.

Add a small amount of hot mixture to egg yolks; return all to the pan, stirring constantly. Cook 2 minutes longer or until mixture thickens, stirring constantly. Remove from the heat; stir in vanilla. Cool to room temperature.

In a mixing bowl with the whisk attachment, cream butter until fluffy, about 5 minutes. Gradually beat in cooked sugar mixture. Beat in confectioners' sugar until fluffy, about 5 minutes.

As the cupcake batter was baking, I thought, "I got this, I can do all these steps by myself without an electric mixture. Psht, who needs American measuring utensils. I know the metric system." If anyone tries this dangerous recipe and succeeds, give me your identity so I know what it's like to be you...even for a fleeting moment. Perhaps if I had more than two hands, it would've been better. But whatevs. A girl's gotta do, what a girl's gotta do...and what I did was eff things up! =/ First off, as you stir, it's nearly impossible for those devious little egg yolks to not coagulate and form scrambled eggs. Now, I thought, hmmm... this looks like eggs...and I need it to be smooth before adding various other ingredients..I'll add water! hahah chemistry is awesome. :/ The water merely made them look less like scrambled eggs and more like grits.

(your welcome turkeys).

Anyways, so I already had tons of butter in a bowl and some sugar, so I was like

and then I was like...hmm butter and sugar, I dont think anyone -including myself- will be able to eat this. And then I saw mr. vanilla extract, and added tons of that, and then... I was like...not enough! I want this to be over 9000! :/ So I found some oreo cookies, soaked them in milk, smashed them, and with cream cheese made oreo creamcheese frosting..

What I wanted them to look like your face if you saw mine:

Let's hope the taste is better than the presentation.

I shall be giving them to unsuspecting friends and homeless people tomorrow at a rendezvous, and I'll let you know how that goes in tomorrow's blog (I feel bad about having a blog post every 5 millenia)! Till then, stay tuned...oh and dance... :O because I said so.

No matter where you are in the world, someone will benefit from your dancing -whether you got the moves, or they're laughing at you...-

Till the morrow,