Show: Explosions in the Sky

Rarely am I happier than with a cool light domestic beer in my hand and live music streaming into my ears.  It excites the soul and calms the mind.  Thus, it shouldn't surprise you to know I go to a lot of shows and  I always take iPhone pics -- though I've been bad about sharing them on the blog.  No more! Last night I went to see Explosions in the Sky at Radio City Music Hall.  

Radio City is awesome -- in the old-skool "awe-inducing" sense of the word.  I am not a fan of seated venues, because they suck the life out of the crowd, however RCMH has my props.  Anyway, the beauty of iPhone pics and why I purposefully do not bring a real camera is that they are not perfect and often you can get cool effects going between the clash of the stage lights. See exhibit A after the jump.

New York, New York...

I love living in New York City, but it is truly a redonkulous place in both good and bad ways.  On the one hand, you have the best of everything at your disposal.  On the other hand, you have to work a million hours to pay the exorbitant costs of all of these amazing things.  On top of that, New Yorkers live in these expensive, teeny, tiny, little spaces that realtors like to call "cozy."  My parents paid less for their 4 bedroom house in Minnesota than I do for my one bedroom apartment (even though I rented during the worst recession this country has seen since the Great Depression).  A few days ago, I came across this quiz (yes, quiz, kinda, sorta like the kind you used to take in Seventeen magazine*) about whether someone belongs in New York City (apparently, the key is to be unhappy and to want to be unhappy).  Then, N sent me the below video (with accompanying article) about a woman who pays $700 to live in a 90 square foot apartment on the Upper West Side.  Redonkulous.  But...like most of you reading this blog, I'll continue to live here and be unhappy.  But I guess that's ok because I want to be unhappy. 



*Apparently, I can be Justin Bieber's Prom date.  Can you?