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Okay. The massive The Academy Is... music spam. Based on my experiences with the Massive MCR Post, which, btw, I keep updated, though I'm not reuploading files except on request, I am not defaulting this post to include mediafire links. I'm lazy, what can I tell you? Ask if you want 'em.

Again, same rules apply. I make judgement calls based on whether I know you, the age of your LJ, the interests of your LJ, and what you request from me. I reserve the right to refuse to upload anything if I don't like the way you look.

There is a lot less here than there is there; I've never really seen a live recording, for example, and TAI doesn't really seem to get kind of all over the place the way that MCR does. That said, if you have something I don't have here, I'd love to swap for it, and if you have everything I have here, talk to me about other songs. Right now I'm pushing 9000 songs in my iTunes.

The fact that I have noted that there is only one song I know of that I'm looking for doesn't mean I know them all; if you know of something I don't, please let me know even if you don't want to trade.

( Under The Jump )

apiphile has, as ever, all the best ideas. When she said she wanted a bandom picspam that served as an introduction to who was who but left out many things like adoring commentary, 200+ pics of Ross's little finger, and WAGs, I stepped up and offered to serve.

This is my picspam.

In it you will find pictures of My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Panic At The Disco, The Academy Is..., Cobra Starship, Gym Class Heroes, and The Used. Bands that make an appearance in Thursday-verse will be specifically noted with an *, even if the whole band does not appear. You will also find insults, bitchy commentary, people with creepy eyes, and some attempt to theme around suits, except in the case of Butcher, where I was more looking for a picture where he was wearing clothes, because suits are HOT.

In it you will not find: omg commentary, adoring commentary, videos, interviews, timelines, departed members, WAGs, Dirty, pets, scene queens, consistent effort to go with recent pictures rather than better pictures, appreciation of seven-eighths of Panic At The Spambot, (yes, there ARE only four people in that band; I half appreciate Spencer Smith, and appreciation of 1/2 of 1 of 4 is 7/8 disdain) or much nudity. You will also not be informed as to what instruments anyone plays, because let's face it: this is a primer for apiphile's use, and you're not going to need to know. You might need to know that Vicky-T uses a baseball bat in Thursday-verse.

This is not comprehensive, not even of bandom as a whole, but you kind of have to make it off my newbie-radar before I give two shits about you, at least enough to go find pictures of you, upload them to my own account, and include them in my post.

I am absolutely not able to discuss Pete Wentz without wondering aloud why he has not yet been quarantined by the CDC, nor of not pouring forth verbal evil when discussing Panic At The Spambot. But the pics are kind of nice.

I even managed to refrain from suggesting that Wentz is a pedo or calling Ryan Ross The Littlest Camwhore. Other than in that sentence, I mean.

( Welcome to Chicago, motherfucker. )

I've been having this craving for chocolate lately, which is actually kind of a nice way of saying "For about the last 32.6 years, I've wanted chocolate," and there was, in an appalling lapse, none in the house. So when I went to the drugstore today to pick up a scrip, I accidentally found out that the Easter candy is in. I also found out, less accidentally, that the Valentine's candy is on sale.

I have now committed great crimes against humanity and have two things to report.
1) Circus peanuts in a different colour and shape still taste so shockingly bad that I cannot believe I just ate that and must confirm that I did immediately, by having another.
2) Eating most of a box of chocolate in approximately 2 seconds means that I will feel like almighty death. Also, I still find maple chocolates need to be warned for, as they are gross.

So there you go.

Fortunately, tea came to the rescue, and I feel much less like I want to throw up, but probably moving isn't really a great idea right now, unless I would like to throw up. As I've never been bulimic, I'll pass.

This is only bad because I went to the grocery store and my milk is sitting out, getting to a happy room temperature, because obviously that's ideal for milk. If it comes down to it, I'll take somewhat warmer milk for the foreseeable future over vomiting over my favourite outfit, but I have to admit, it's a close one there.

I need to get off my ass and order my official transcripts, since I'm apparently registering for classes next Weds, despite having no idea how the fuck I'm paying for this, though the phrase "work study" has happened in my hearing, and that's fine with me. I have no aversion to working, I just am having trouble convincing anyone that me working is not a bad plan.

The dude in charge of my program NEEDS to quit arguing with me about whether I have any math credits; I'm just going to let him read that and weep, because NO, I have NO quantitative credits whatsoever, and by the way, IF the state law applies now, it didn't THEN. Part of the joy of Evergreen was that there WAS NO MATH REQUIREMENT. Right now, I have set this on "incipient comedy" when he realises that I'm telling the truth, not only do I have no math classes at ALL in my, um, six years of extremely-higher education, I don't even get to roll over any IB credits from high school because I FAILED my IB Calculus test, and I failed it in such a way that probably I actually knew what I was doing. This is how bad I am at ANYTHING involving geometry. I can find X all week long, but I cannot do geometry at ALL.

I suppose I'm excited about this. I mean, I want to do the course, and I know that it's not going to happen, largely because I'm unsuited to online learning in any event (I am so not a self-starter) and because most of these courses are not available online, if I'm not full time in school. I'm just nervous about figuring out how the fuck to pay for it and live at the same time; my unemployment benefits do run out in June (or possibly October, depending on the stimulus package) and I don't, right now, really want to start this and be unable to finish it. I would love, actually, to have a flexible job where I could work, say, three days a week and go to school two or three days, though I have a feeling that would have me building webpages in my sleep and living on coffee. On the other hand, I'm bored out of my fucking skull right now but not motivated to do much to rectify that, so I can put up with a couple years of too-busy-to-shit, really.

Also, a meme. I want to do this, but I am LAUGHABLY bad at sending anything out in a timely fashion AT ALL, so.

The first five people to post here will get something made by me. It might be a photo, short story, whatever. You don't get to choose, however. You will get it some time in the next year. You have to post this in your journal and do likewise.

I may have actually injured myself laughing when I was listening to The Phrase That Pays (Nashville Version). Some things just should not be. Other things still shouldn't be, but have the redeeming quality of giving me something to laugh about.

The Phrase That Pays has 85 plays on my iTunes. I have no idea how many it has on my iPod now. A lot. I really like the song.

I find myself, at best, puzzled by the existence of a "Nashville" version, however. It is country-ish. Country-esque. It's kind of scary. But it was a lot scarier before I started writing this post and iTunes clicked over to the next track on The Academy Is...'s From The Carpet EP - which is actually a cover of Working Class Hero.

It is not the worst cover of WCH I've ever heard, I'll give it that - that honour is reserved solely (as is a special place in hell) for Marilyn Manson's cover - but it is definitely...odd. I think that William does not get the wonder that is Working Class Hero, quite frankly; he sounds rather dismissive. Which is probably an interesting commentary on someone's sense of privilege, but the track that has such power when sung by Lennon and Lanegan kind of loses it here. I don't think this EP ever really needed to exist, though it pains me to say it.

On the other hand, this version of Down and Out is pretty cool, so that's in the whole thing's favour.

What has been heard can never be unheard.

Also, I amuse myself: when I tagged the icon, it looks like Beckett's laughing so I tagged it that way. A few days ago I finally saw the video, which does, indeed, feature the sign saying "Laughter". I rule.

It is possible I love The Academy Is... even more than MCR.

I feel fickle, but I'm also laughing my head off at TAI TV.