December Concerts

I wrapped up this year with two more amazing concerts... can't complain. This has been an amazing winter season so far. =)

Max and I saw John Mayer On His Own at the Nokia Theater on Saturday... it was undoubtedly the best concert I've ever been to. Yes, this includes any NSYNC concert I've been to (awesome orchestra seats in an indoor theater vs. stinky stadiums) and even the last time I saw John Mayer at the Hollywood Bowl. Details on the reason why below.


A pleasant surprise -- Adele opened for Mayer and did an amazing set. Coincidentally I was introduced to Adele by Max and he was pretty excited ecstatic freaked out when he found out Adele was indeed singing live from the stage and not just background music over the lobby speakers. He literally jumped forward, grabbed my hand and rushed us to our seats.


So the concept of "John Mayer On His Own" was just that -- John Mayer played on his own with a series of guitars and a drum machine. It was almost like voyeuristically watching Mayer play alone in the studio for fun. He did a lot of talking and joke telling in between songs and played a few "see if I remember this song" games where he would start on an "early Mayer" song until he forgets the next chord then transition into another song. The set was laid back and sounded so good live.


This concert was the first time I've seen his new look... which included the newly shaved head and tattooed arms (and a vintage Paul Newman Daytona -- always loved his watch style). I think in a way it made his music "look" and sound harsher... it is definitely a different feel watching him sing "Your Body is a Wonderland" with this edgier rocker look than his earlier floppy, more "romantic" days.


At the end of the set he came out to do a standing encore which included a very broody version of "Gravity" which showed off his blues guitar skills like no other. I think everyone in the audience walked away with a new appreciation for John Mayer.

One thing I will have to note is that we sat in front of the worst group of people ever. There were two couples sitting two rows behind us that would NOT SHUT UP during the entire concert. The girls were what you'd call a "woo girl", literally wooing after every stupid comment the other girl said. "It's John Mayer! Woooo!" "Everyone get up! Wooo!" "Heehee! Wooooooo!" And the worst of it is despite their size, they were so loud that they could be heard for rows ahead of us. There were times where they were louder than the actual music. It was hell. I was frustrated. But, the concert (and company!) was so amazing that it helped balance it out and I calmed down and laughed it off. It's way too early in the relationship to show Max my true colors. Muhahaha.

On Sunday night, we went out with Vina and George to watch Meiko in Hermosa Beach. The tickets were only $10 each, to see her perform in a small bar. That's cheaper than most movies!



We were surprised to see a line when we arrived. We waited for a good 20 minutes before we were allowed into a crowded bar with no seating room left. We stood around holding our plates of sweet potato fries and crab dip, switching off holding beers while waiting for the music to start.


Katie Costello was up first. Her music was quirky and pretty enjoyable until she opened her mouth and started talking and saying extremely unintelligent things in between songs. I think her ramblings actually ruined her for us and by the time she got to her hit single, Kaleidoscope Machine (which was played in last week's episode of 90210) we were annoyed with her. Edit: I just looked her up and she is only 17 so I guess that excuses her.

The funny part though was that she was talking about how even though she wrote the song, Kaleidoscope Machine she had never seen a kaleidoscope and it was soo funny that someone left one on her piano right before her set and it fell to the floor. (Yup, told you it was that bad) So after the set she tells the crowd that Kaleidoscope Machine is being sold in the lobby so go pick up a CD. As we were waiting around for Meiko to set up, Vina turns around and asks me where the lobby is. I point it out to her and ask her why? She says, "I want to see the kaleidoscope machine." Needless to say I laughed so hard while I tried to explain to her that it was the name of her CD and not an actual... machine.


Anyways fast forward an hour and Meiko finally takes the stage. She played a full set of about 12 songs -- almost her entire CD. We were so close to the stage (an arm's distance) and with nobody standing in front of us so we had a pretty good view of the entire show. She is a very good performer to watch and entertaining between songs with her sarcastic humor. I thought her solos sounded a lot better than the songs she sang with backup instruments because those tended to drown out her voice.


My two favorite performances were Boys with Girlfriends and Real Real Sweet, both of which transitioned well together since they were written about the same topic. Actually no, I really liked her performance of Under My Bed. Something I noticed tonight is that she does a lot of... what Max calls "moaning" in all of her songs.


She invited a cellist up to the stage for one of her last songs. That mixed in with the trumpet, contrabass and her first performance with a drummer made for an interesting mix.

Not A Good Winter



Once again, by no fault of mine, my car is hurt. This time, as it was parked in front of a pump at a Shell station, a red Mustang slowly backed up into my rear bumper. I wasn't even moving!! Sigh.

Old Books, New Books

I watched Twilight over the weekend -- I have mixed feelings about both the movie and the book series. It was first introduced to me as "the next Harry Potter" which, if you think about it, completely ruined it from the start. (Thanks Vina)

The thing is, had I never read Harry Potter or set the expectation of comparing it to Harry Potter, I might have enjoyed the experience of reading and watching Twilight more. I'm not even going to get into whether Twilight is a good series or not -- I'm talking purely about how the experience of reading a new book can be completely tainted by past experiences of reading, despite whether or not the new book is a good book.

In life, every experience you go through will emotionally, mentally or physically imprint on your brain and change your perception on everything you experience from that point on. Whether it gives you a new standard to compare, allows you to experience an emotion you've never experienced or imprints a new association in your brain, your personality and your essential being changes at every moment. You are not the same person you were 5 minutes ago.

So imagine how much this applies to reading. Immersing yourself in a book and taking in its poetry, storyline, characters... every contextual item in that book will forever change your view of things when faced with it in the future. Every future book you read from that point on may be read through the eyes of this previous book. Unfair, isn't it? You can't help but unjustly apply certain prejudices and beliefs to stories that deserve a fresh read. So for example, in reading Twilight I was expecting a novel just as action-packed and detailed as Harry Potter with its cultural nomenclature around the wizarding world... but I didn't find anything cleverly written at all. I was expecting a set of whimsical characters with particularities only found in a fantasy book but instead found a group of high school students as bland as the characters on the new 90210 show.

Imagine now if I have never read Harry Potter and the most recent set of books I read was actually the Gossip Girl series. I would look at the Twilight plot, characters and details in a completely different light. I might be more appreciative of the subtle differences in character Stephenie Meyers used to distinguish the centuries-old vampires. I might appreciate the careful illustration of the lush setting that makes up Forks and the Quillote reservation. I would have seen this book in a completely different light.

It almost makes me wonder if the more important question here is whether you should pay more attention to the order of books you read rather than whether or not you read a book at all?

On the other hand, imagine yourself in the position of the author. How do you craft a unique storyline without the influence of other books you've previously read or written? Meyer's made it a point to let her readers know that she did not do any vampire research or reading as to avoid tainting her story with preconceived notions of vampires. But what about her preconceived notions of teenage love, life and loss that she may have accidentally carried over from her previous works? Nothing ever exists in a vacuum.

Anyways, I digress. Maybe we accept the fact that not every book will satiate our thirst for knowledge and amusement instead of dwelling on the time wasted on a reading bad book. Maybe we should look at how that book fits in the grander scheme of things. Reading a bad book gives us a measure to appreciate better books. A long book like the unabridged Les Miserables can give just as lasting of a satisfaction after reading it as a short book like Who Moved My Cheese? Careful depiction of character in classic Jane Austen books will help you appreciate the real-life biographies of the great women of history.

Or maybe I'm looking too much into this. Maybe there is no grander scheme of things when it comes to trying to tie together a library of experiences. Maybe each book is meant to be enjoyed and digested one at a time. We do our best to forget our past prejudices and perceptions and give each book its fighting chance. You read 10 pages and if it's entertaining, you keep going. If boredom strikes or you don't like the author's tone, then maybe you don't waste time and you toss the book and move on. That's what I did with Wicked.

A Productivity Experiment


The hypothesis: Boycotting facebook for one week will free up my time and mental concentration to be more productive in areas such as work, blogging and real-life social interactions for that week.

The null hypothesis: Quitting facebook will have no effect on my productivity.

The independent variable: Quitting facebook = {No logging into FB + deleting the FB application from my iPhone + removing all e-mail notifications}

The dependent variables: Total number of CT & aneehs blog posts. Overall sense of accomplishment and fulfillment from getting various tasks done such as work, chores and errands. Measurement of change in the amount of real-life social interactions in one week.

Significance: This experiment will only be statistically significant if I am able to complete an entire week without facebook.

Running Behind

Lately I've been feeling like I'm constantly running late or trying to catch up. It's almost like I have this endless "To-Do" list in the back of my mind that I never get around to. I'm either late for work, late for physical therapy, asking for a deadline extension on my latest set of wireframes or forgetting to pay a bill or run an errand.

The last time I felt like this was maybe about the same time a year ago -- I'm wondering if it's just the anticipated bustle of the holidays? I can't remember the last time I woke up peacefully with the freedom of taking the day anywhere it wanted to go, without the guilt of feeling unproductive at the end of the day.

I leave so many things laying around, uncompleted. It's an uneasy feeling: writing a to-do list and revisiting it two weeks later and realizing you have not checked off a single item. Is it an absence of motivation? Lack of energy? A diminishing drive of self-accomplishment? Or am I just exhausted... too fatigued to concentrate? Maybe it's just pure laziness. I've battled a case of the lazies all my life. When I was in elementary school, I remember laying lifeless on the bed forcing my mom or Yona to dress me while I was sleeping just to sleep an extra 10 minutes before school. There were a few periods in college and once in my professional life when I felt so numb and dull-brained that I was completely unable to be productive no matter how much I tried.

This time it's different. Sure it's affecting my work a little bit, but I feel like most of it is directed towards my homelife. Chores, errands, legal cases, bills, I just don't feel on top of everything like I usually am.

Maybe I need a vacation.